<?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-8300094896882599721</id><updated>2012-01-27T12:30:37.541-06:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SP1KP32K73I/AAAAAAAAAN8/rPnJqpyL0E4/s1600-h/DSCN1949.JPG'/><title type='text'>Dull Day Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7970621356423867950</id><published>2011-03-18T23:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T23:39:26.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;June 25, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIMigI9CMK0/TYQzVmStAHI/AAAAAAAABY0/tRSvRd_ItU8/s1600/Scott%2BMini%2B2%2B%25284%2Bof%2B63%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIMigI9CMK0/TYQzVmStAHI/AAAAAAAABY0/tRSvRd_ItU8/s320/Scott%2BMini%2B2%2B%25284%2Bof%2B63%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585645883995521138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Our day is fast approaching, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And we can hardly wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We hope that you can join us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But be sure to save the date! &lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-7970621356423867950?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7970621356423867950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7970621356423867950&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7970621356423867950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7970621356423867950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/03/official-date.html' title='Official Date'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIMigI9CMK0/TYQzVmStAHI/AAAAAAAABY0/tRSvRd_ItU8/s72-c/Scott%2BMini%2B2%2B%25284%2Bof%2B63%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1353067266022875360</id><published>2011-03-02T20:11:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:15:57.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yes, you read that right- I am officially engaged to the man of my dreams.  First, let me start off by saying that I couldn't have created a better man for myself. God was truly looking out for me when he brought Scott into my life. He definitely did a much better job then I could have ever dreamed of! I'm sure the main 2 main things you want to know right now are (1) How did he propose? (2) What does the ring look like? Well, you're in luck, because I'm going to tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ur-f9pAWHes/TW8HZ2AsTHI/AAAAAAAABSk/W9E-ruTSgvw/s320/IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579686603911875698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(1) How did he propose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;All day Scott kept telling me that I was coming over as soon as school was out, but then he had changed it to 4:30 because he had to go help one of his friends get up cows. So, after school I head home to clean out my car and change clothes. I had sent Scott a text asking him if we were doing anything tonight, and he said no, we'll just sit around the house, so I put on black windsuit pants, a razorback t-shirt, and house shoes, and left my house.  Around 4:45 he started texting me asking me where I was. I informed him that I needed to go shopping first, then I would be over there. He said no, I just need to come over, so I told him he could meet me in town, and we could so some shopping together.  But how ironic- his truck was broken, and he couldn't drive it, so I told him I would come pick him up. On my way there I decided to stop by Maca because I knew they closed at 6:00, and we wouldn't make it back in time to go, so I ran in there real quick. And when I say real quick, I mean real quick!! It was a fast shopping trip! (Ok, maybe not in Scott's eyes, but that's only because he was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; on me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I finally got to Scott's around 5:30.... and I just left my house at 4:45- see that was a fast shopping trip.  As I pulled up I noticed that his truck was missing, and my chalkboard that I had bought not to long ago was sitting in the middle of his shop. As I got out of my car, I was thinking to myself, what in the world is he doing with my chalkboard! As I walked up closer, I noticed there was writing on the chalkboard, a note... to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dear Amelia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Please take Roxy to the bottom of the field.  I'll be waiting on you. Then follow the clues the rest of the way. Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;P.S. Text if you get lost (I know you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9SXGb1ooEs/TW8HaCPRnHI/AAAAAAAABSs/WPnfnCnIphQ/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579686607194266738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;**Roxy is Scott's horse**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;AND HE HAD THE SONG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; PLAYING ON REPEAT IN THE BACKGROUND. I KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP WHEN I HEARD THAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Not really knowing what to think, I started to search his "house" trying to find him! Then I went to the back of the shop and found Roxy tied up to the trailer. His truck was also in the back, so I opened the door to see if he was in there, Nope, he wasn't! So, I walked over to Roxy, and found a pink rose sitting on the saddle... for me?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDKEsE9Lhf0/TW8HaPrpmgI/AAAAAAAABS0/kU2Brv8X55U/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579686610802940418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jl3NW_bWhEQ/TW8HakXcOTI/AAAAAAAABS8/p3vxloE8ZTA/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579686616355322162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I took the rose off of the saddle, hopped on Roxy, and headed to the bottom of the field. *Don't forget, I'm in windsuit pants, a t-shirt and house shoes, and I'm riding a horse*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I could see Scott in the distance on another horse, but he definitely  would not let me get close to him. It was like a movie where someone sees a "ghost" and they keep following it, not really knowing where they're going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After riding for a little bit, not knowing whether to walk, trot, or run on Roxy, I finally came to my first clue. Scott had hand painted a sign that says Scott &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Along the way there were random roses tied to trees to lead the trail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CoUrl-2JQJY/TW8H4eusBfI/AAAAAAAABTk/RoNICujSnXg/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579687130238289394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wczNi5m7XDQ/TW8H4JtsJgI/AAAAAAAABTc/ohAJp0o2nQ0/s320/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579687124596958722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DNHn0xdB9iU/TW8H4LFdWgI/AAAAAAAABTU/eKMNxxeZS-o/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579687124965087746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*Sorry, the pictures are kind of blurry. = (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When I finally got to the bottom I was shaking! First, I was cold, but I was also nervous! But felt at ease when I saw Scott standing there with his precious smile on his face, that melts my heart! At that point all I wanted to do was hug him, and never let go! But, I did because I had to walk over to the blanket on the ground, with a bouquet of flowers, and strawberry shortcake. As I'm standing over there checking it all out, he walks over to where I am, get's down on one knee, and asks me to marry him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZXExBeLHKY/TW8H3TiRTlI/AAAAAAAABTE/tul_RjUG6tQ/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579687110053547602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*Note, there was obviously something in his contact that was bothering him, because his eye's started to water... pretty bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;All I could do was squeal and squeak, and no words would come out~ But finally I got the words yes out. = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He held me tight forever, before I actually even really looked at the ring. Again, all I wanted to do was hug him forever, and never let go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KWJXYym_sM/TW8HZohvWQI/AAAAAAAABSc/oI_fVNP30h0/s320/IMG_0534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579686600292391170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well, this is the SWEET STORY of my engagement, it was a dream come true, and he truly did do a GREAT job.  I was very proud! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(2) What does the ring look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I LOVE MY RING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mcFJYvb1R9Y/TW8J04hYqWI/AAAAAAAABTs/HJeUlbsV4V4/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579689267465595234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Scott picked out my ring all by himself,  and he did an amazing job.(He might have had a little bit of help from his sister-n-law!)  I couldn't have picked a better one out for myself.  It's beautiful. Or at least I think so.  Diamonds are like cars, everybody has their own preference, and everybody likes different things, but I feel like it is perfect for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's the antique style, with a cushion cut diamond in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmipv3-icPM/TW8H3s-r01I/AAAAAAAABTM/KpWspQLthxs/s320/IMG_0455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579687116883612498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The End!  = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-1353067266022875360?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1353067266022875360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1353067266022875360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1353067266022875360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1353067266022875360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/03/engaged.html' title='Engaged!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ur-f9pAWHes/TW8HZ2AsTHI/AAAAAAAABSk/W9E-ruTSgvw/s72-c/IMG_0533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7188531340644435292</id><published>2011-02-09T20:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:17:49.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog... New Life</title><content type='html'>I have created a new Blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://scottandamelia.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you would like to look at it or follow it click &lt;a href="http://scottandamelia.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a Blessed Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amelia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7188531340644435292?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7188531340644435292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7188531340644435292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7188531340644435292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7188531340644435292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-blog-new-life.html' title='New Blog... 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But this time it was different, after she asked me, I just stood there with a blank look on my face, not knowing what to say or do.  The only thing I could think of was the horrible scar my sister had from being an organ donor, and how we couldn't burry her in her white princess gown because of it.  How last minute we had to find something else to send her home in, and it wasn't quite as beautiful as the white gown.  This really made me stop and think about being an organ donor. Should we all be organ donors and help someone in the future who might need it?  What about in our everyday lives, are you an organ donor? Have a you gave your heart to Jesus? It's exciting to know that in our lives, we have the opportunity to be an organ donor twice! So, stop and and think about your life.  Sometimes its worth having those ugly scars for God to forgive, so that we can "donate" our hearts back to him.  = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-2912315874915339040?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2912315874915339040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2912315874915339040&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2912315874915339040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2912315874915339040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-organ-donor.html' title='Are you an organ donor?'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3272345442025041901</id><published>2010-08-11T13:25:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T13:40:51.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGLuCN_m3UI/AAAAAAAABRE/1zqpYMezXyw/s1600/IMG_4040.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;What's better than spending the day at the pool with friends! This past weekend, we spent both Saturday and Sunday at the pool, and it was a blast! On Saturday, we had a Horseshoe Competition - and for the record, I am horrible! But it was still fun. We also grilled chicken, steak, and had baked potatoes, salad, and grapes! It was yummmy and cooked to perfection. Every time we all get together at the pool, all the guys have some sort of competition. Last time, they spent hours seeing who could swim the underwater the farthest (down and back). This time they had what they called the QBC, Quarterback Challenge. They spent all day jumping off of the diving board and throwing the football at each other. It was pretty interesting, and got pretty competitive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGLtNkDbHVI/AAAAAAAABQk/RqobKlPPGYE/s320/IMG_4029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504222511872286034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGLtNZLEZJI/AAAAAAAABQc/vpIS_ax4a6I/s1600/IMG_4020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGLtNZLEZJI/AAAAAAAABQc/vpIS_ax4a6I/s320/IMG_4020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504222508951561362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGLtNHCxaTI/AAAAAAAABQU/w2fXMpEbAhc/s1600/IMG_4017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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I spent my morning in new teacher orientation, and will finish that up tomorrow.  Then, I join all of the experienced teachers for some more teacher inservice, from now until school starts. So, my summer is officially over.  Today, we took a tour of the building, went over important dates and other information that ALL teachers needs to know, and watched a video on strengths.  According to the video a strength is something you enjoy doing, not necessarily something you are good at.  After the video, we had to create a poster, listing our strengths. Do you know how how it is to come up with your own strengths? Think about it: your whole life, different people, like your family, friends, co-workers, teachers, pastor, etc have praised you with your "strengths" (things your good at, but are these things you actually enjoy?)  So, you should sit down and come up with some of your own strengths (things you enjoy) It's pretty interesting.  After orientation today-- (Becke' you can stop reading, because you might get mad) I ran to Bella's Gifts and bought a cute little polka dot bag and got my name monogrammed on it.  MS. MARTENS   How fun does that sound? Now, I feel more official!  (Becke', if you didn't listen, and you kept reading, don't worry, I've found something else for you to get me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm excited and looking forward to student teaching this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMup4LneI/AAAAAAAABPk/G6Ym7SxIALI/s1600/Photo+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMup4LneI/AAAAAAAABPk/G6Ym7SxIALI/s320/Photo+101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503834952766823906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's time to get serious, but still have some fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMu4GP3uI/AAAAAAAABPs/Tm54VhXS7Gk/s1600/Photo+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMu4GP3uI/AAAAAAAABPs/Tm54VhXS7Gk/s320/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503834956583919330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But, I'm wondering if I should think about changing my career....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMvHaqyMI/AAAAAAAABP0/m1pYhxEgrNA/s1600/Photo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMvHaqyMI/AAAAAAAABP0/m1pYhxEgrNA/s320/Photo+103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503834960696101058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FYI: If you write something down, and take a picture of it, it's backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMvejLGjI/AAAAAAAABP8/XtxsktzEeL0/s1600/Photo+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMvejLGjI/AAAAAAAABP8/XtxsktzEeL0/s320/Photo+104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503834966905788978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FYI: Even if you write the name backwards, the letters will still be backwards. = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After several years of school, hard work and lot's of time and money - I'm wondering if maybe I should be a professional dog sitter.  In the past month, I feel like that's all I've done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Constantly check on a friends dog while he's out of town during the week. (almost everyday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dog sat for an old friend at the bank. (weekend... and had to take the dog to the vet, long story!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dog sat for some close friends while they went out of town. (weekend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This weekend, old friend at the bank wants the best dog sitter back again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But, I think I'll stick with teaching, even though dogs tend to not talk back!  ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have a good day!&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-6493948868635918694?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6493948868635918694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=6493948868635918694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6493948868635918694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6493948868635918694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/teacher-or-dog-sitter.html' title='Teacher or Dog Sitter'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TGGMup4LneI/AAAAAAAABPk/G6Ym7SxIALI/s72-c/Photo+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-4831122266784919332</id><published>2010-08-04T17:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T17:58:23.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes a good day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Test Drive a Black Camaro - &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eye Brows Waxed - &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Great Sale at Maude ($5 rack) - &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch with the Girls - &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pedicure with my best friend - &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What more could a girl ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been enjoying my days off, I don't know what I'm going to do next week when school starts back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/8300094896882599721-4831122266784919332?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4831122266784919332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=4831122266784919332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4831122266784919332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4831122266784919332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-makes-good-day.html' title='What makes a good day?'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-548297797886487136</id><published>2010-08-03T13:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:28:28.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been 2 Long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;According to everyone in my family, it has been way too long since my last post. Honestly, I've been trying to enjoy my so called summer, before I have to start back next week. It's amazing how fast the summer goes by. I technically wouldn't even call it a break.  I'm sure you're wondering what I have been up to these past few months. So here's a mini break down-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Floating Trips to the River&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several of my friends thought it would be a great idea to invest in some canoes, so we have been able to go to the River a couple of times this summer, before it got to dry and too hot. I love floating! There's just something about being on the quiet river, sitting in the front, not looking at anyone else or worrying about anything! It's a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Trip to the Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and I loaded up our stuff, left the house at 4:30 AM and headed to the beach.  It was nice to be able to spend some quality time with my beautiful mommy. Even though I still live at home, we hardly ever get to see each other, because of our different schedules.   We went to Gulf Shores, AL.  The oil was there, and we got quite a bit of rain, but we still had a wonderful time. As always, we ate at some of favorite restaurants, went to Target, and spent some time in the sun by the water. AND we made it home in record time this year! Thanks again mom for a wonderful trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhsur-oDyI/AAAAAAAABOk/T22t0L52vog/s1600/DSCN4481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhsur-oDyI/AAAAAAAABOk/T22t0L52vog/s320/DSCN4481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266494168239906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhsuC529XI/AAAAAAAABOc/x9G-bkG6gYI/s1600/DSCN4437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhsuC529XI/AAAAAAAABOc/x9G-bkG6gYI/s320/DSCN4437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266483142391154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhstnLUOFI/AAAAAAAABOU/CRTBfQ2j19Q/s1600/DSCN4398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhstnLUOFI/AAAAAAAABOU/CRTBfQ2j19Q/s320/DSCN4398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266475699419218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhstHVqIgI/AAAAAAAABOM/ezLn4NtW5Xg/s1600/DSCN4400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhstHVqIgI/AAAAAAAABOM/ezLn4NtW5Xg/s320/DSCN4400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266467152863746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhsspNvp1I/AAAAAAAABOE/KI0URxJ-jAk/s1600/DSCN4376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhsspNvp1I/AAAAAAAABOE/KI0URxJ-jAk/s320/DSCN4376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501266459066607442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Expensive Dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dogs are like children, and when they're sick- you have to take them to the Doctor.  For the past year of so, my poor baby has had problems with her ears and eyes and NO doctor around here can figure it out.  She is starting to get older (She'll be 9 this month) and I just need to except that, but she has always been SO healthy her whole life.  So, we have been on trips to different vets and spent many dollars at each one. But she's worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Birthday Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in charge of throwing a birthday party for one of my friends. We had it at Sassy's, on the patio. It turned out great and was very surprised! Surprise party's are the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrvKmwgVI/AAAAAAAABN8/y9_LEM4SLAM/s1600/DSCN4145_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrvKmwgVI/AAAAAAAABN8/y9_LEM4SLAM/s320/DSCN4145_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265402878001490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhruk41_iI/AAAAAAAABN0/NnmVQV_x_es/s1600/DSCN4178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhruk41_iI/AAAAAAAABN0/NnmVQV_x_es/s320/DSCN4178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265392753311266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrt_u2whI/AAAAAAAABNs/c4anrj9sy64/s1600/DSCN4160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrt_u2whI/AAAAAAAABNs/c4anrj9sy64/s320/DSCN4160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265382779306514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrterIgNI/AAAAAAAABNk/KNPUNNkmNSA/s1600/DSCN4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrterIgNI/AAAAAAAABNk/KNPUNNkmNSA/s320/DSCN4141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265373905322194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrs0FLBKI/AAAAAAAABNc/ITjyMswimGQ/s1600/DSCN4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhrs0FLBKI/AAAAAAAABNc/ITjyMswimGQ/s320/DSCN4138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265362471814306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Celebration of 40 wonderful years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents 40th Wedding Anniversary  was this past Saturday, so we had a small get together at my Aunts house.  She prepared a wonderful meal and baked a delicious cake.  It was nice to be able to spend time with my family and I got to meet my brothers girlfriend, Jennifer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTgwKe7I/AAAAAAAABPM/ZDe3GKHTzZA/s1600/40th+anniversary-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTgwKe7I/AAAAAAAABPM/ZDe3GKHTzZA/s320/40th+anniversary-30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267126809951154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTk1Pz_I/AAAAAAAABPE/Dyl8OH8C02w/s1600/40th+anniversary-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTk1Pz_I/AAAAAAAABPE/Dyl8OH8C02w/s320/40th+anniversary-39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267127905013746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTdxkFWI/AAAAAAAABO8/9raKVkB6vHk/s1600/40th+anniversary-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTdxkFWI/AAAAAAAABO8/9raKVkB6vHk/s320/40th+anniversary-34.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267126010516834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTK2f2cI/AAAAAAAABO0/kO2N87VLiKU/s1600/40th+anniversary-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtTK2f2cI/AAAAAAAABO0/kO2N87VLiKU/s320/40th+anniversary-14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267120930937282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtS7burAI/AAAAAAAABOs/6qWGCu33zGg/s1600/40th+anniversary-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhtS7burAI/AAAAAAAABOs/6qWGCu33zGg/s320/40th+anniversary-22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501267116792130562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Decorating a Classroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My intern teacher invited me to help decorate her classroom and it was a blast. But let me tell you, there's a lot of time and effort that goes into that! And it definitely works out better when you have some extra hands, so I will hopefully be doing some recruiting next year when I'm decorating my first class! (If I get a job) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-548297797886487136?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/548297797886487136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=548297797886487136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/548297797886487136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/548297797886487136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-2-long.html' title='Been 2 Long?'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/TFhsur-oDyI/AAAAAAAABOk/T22t0L52vog/s72-c/DSCN4481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-971623810618640535</id><published>2010-05-21T00:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:24:48.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Real Now...</title><content type='html'>I have an interview tomorrow at Shaw Elementary. I never thought I would actually be here, interviewing for a student teaching position for next semester.  It's crazy to stop and think that I will actually be done in one year and will hopefully have a classroom full of my own students! I am very excited to have my student placement at Shaw, I have heard so many wonderful things about their school and faculty.  I'm looking forward to learning lot's of new things and expanding my knowledge in so many ways! But, I am NOT looking forward to the interview tomorrow, I am a nervous wreck. I do not do well when I am put on the spot, and let's face it- that's what interviews are, you are put on the spot! Well, wish me luck tomorrow.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-971623810618640535?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/971623810618640535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=971623810618640535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/971623810618640535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/971623810618640535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-real-now.html' title='It&apos;s Real Now...'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-9161734632510721605</id><published>2010-04-26T21:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:39:33.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time For --</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GOLFING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I went and hit golf balls for the first time and let me tell you, it was actually a lot of fun. I've now realized that golf is a great way to relieve a lot of stress! It's a special time with just you, the put (driver, or some club with a number... not sure. not that good yet, lol) and the ball. I had a great time and I think I might have missed my calling. I actually hit the ball... in the air on my very first try. I told my sister that my brother-in-law would be very proud of me! So, I'm open for any pointers. So far I've gotten:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Keep your head down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't pick up your feet like your swinging a bat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thumbs Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lock pinky and finger together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Keep arms straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*I think there's a lot to remember in this sport.....&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-9161734632510721605?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9161734632510721605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=9161734632510721605&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/9161734632510721605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/9161734632510721605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-time-for.html' title='First Time For --'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7964588486885857105</id><published>2010-03-29T19:50:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:52:01.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keystone, CO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last minute vacation -- KEYSTONE, COLORADO&lt;div&gt;IT'S TIME TO GO SKIING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirby, Craig and I headed out on Sunday night (11 pm) to go skiing. We drove (well I rode) through the night and arrived at our destination around 3 pm on Monday! We stayed slope side and had a wonderful time. We got to ski Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday and headed out around 4 pm and got back home Friday morning at 6:30ish am. 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cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMnqJ1X-I/AAAAAAAABK0/EgBoBL4RA8o/s320/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454224867936526306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMnCc3hUI/AAAAAAAABKs/bC0NUVfDAtI/s1600/DSC01079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMnCc3hUI/AAAAAAAABKs/bC0NUVfDAtI/s320/DSC01079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454224857278940482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMmk1HyXI/AAAAAAAABKk/tJ57pA1dkTQ/s1600/DSC01078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMH1Lu80I/AAAAAAAABJ8/v8jS6faNna8/s320/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454224321141470018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMHSYl4WI/AAAAAAAABJ0/r3JJJJGDZQQ/s1600/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMHSYl4WI/AAAAAAAABJ0/r3JJJJGDZQQ/s320/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454224311800160610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMG1J2VYI/AAAAAAAABJs/R6UQ3irO6gs/s1600/DSC01066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FMG1J2VYI/AAAAAAAABJs/R6UQ3irO6gs/s320/DSC01066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454224303953696130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7964588486885857105?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7964588486885857105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7964588486885857105&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7964588486885857105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7964588486885857105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/03/keystone-co.html' title='Keystone, CO'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S7FW-F1vfvI/AAAAAAAABNU/_2aACuojqqY/s72-c/DSC01139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1436757740190665204</id><published>2010-03-12T20:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:33:47.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No More!</title><content type='html'>Are you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. stressed&lt;br /&gt;b. overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;c. tired&lt;br /&gt;d. scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES -- Is there an (e) all of the above option? Because that would be my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like your life is fixing to explode and you can't take anymore? That's where I'm at right now. Between trying to keep up with work and school, my life is officialy gone!&lt;br /&gt;This past week I have been working on a "portfolio" for school, which is a very large document that I have to create and pass in order to get accepted into an internship program next fall. So, that covers a. stressed and b. overwhelmed. Tired? yes. Working and school has really worn on me this semester. I am physically and mentally tired! And that leaves d. scared. YES,I'm scared. I am terrified, afraid, and nervous. I have heard only bad things about next semester and it's really starting to scare me. All the teachers talk about is how hard next semester is going to be and that we will be stressed to the max? Really? Because I already thought I was stressed. I guess only time will tell the truth. But I am very curious to see how it's going to be. (Student Teaching and going to school full time...) I just keep trying to remember that it will all be worth it in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-1436757740190665204?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1436757740190665204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1436757740190665204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1436757740190665204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1436757740190665204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more.html' title='No More!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5437418309463295607</id><published>2010-03-03T14:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T14:36:33.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S47IRK_4diI/AAAAAAAABJk/sjciAPQREas/s1600-h/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S47IRK_4diI/AAAAAAAABJk/sjciAPQREas/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444509196873135650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my loving father who has provided me with love and support through the years. I love you very much and I hope you have a wonderful Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-5437418309463295607?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5437418309463295607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5437418309463295607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5437418309463295607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5437418309463295607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S47IRK_4diI/AAAAAAAABJk/sjciAPQREas/s72-c/DSC_0504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3697727668319578831</id><published>2010-02-26T13:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:33:52.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bio Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For school, we have to create a portfolio and one of the requirements is a bio poem. So, I thought I would share mine with you! I would encourage you to take the time and create one for yourself, it's actually kind of interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gh_qNAKNI/AAAAAAAABJE/3y07J5456Ew/s1600-h/26988_1286871004921_1024530166_30832143_439558_n_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gh_qNAKNI/AAAAAAAABJE/3y07J5456Ew/s320/26988_1286871004921_1024530166_30832143_439558_n_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442637527221545170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Smart, funny, caring, sensitive, beautiful, and excited to become an elementary teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Daughter of Jerry, who builds tall buildings from scratch and Debbie, who is often referred to as a vampire by the patients from whose arms she draws blood. Sister to Kirby, youth minister extraordinaire, and Becke’, mom to three and talented singer and photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Who loves sleeping in a cold room with a fan on while cuddling her Westie and going on long rides through the woods on her horse Kitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Who feels exhilarated when flying down a snow covered ski slope, intimidated by new experiences, sad at the immorality of this generation, but happy knowing that there is a better place when this life ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Who needs her computer, the beach once a year, lots of shoes and a great place to eat salsa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Who fears the loss of another family member from death after losing her twenty-four year old sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Who gives of her time effortlessly, kind words and encouragement generously and love abundantly and unselfishly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Who would like to touch the heart of every child she has the blessing of being able to teach and make each child feel special and secure and accomplished. To marry someday and have children of her own. And who would like to live her life pleasing God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Resident of a French country home in a quiet neighborhood, close to her families twenty acres where their horses live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Martens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-3697727668319578831?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3697727668319578831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3697727668319578831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3697727668319578831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3697727668319578831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/02/bio-poem.html' title='Bio Poem'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gh_qNAKNI/AAAAAAAABJE/3y07J5456Ew/s72-c/26988_1286871004921_1024530166_30832143_439558_n_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-6496239313450374576</id><published>2010-02-26T11:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T11:21:58.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Races</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I can now add to my list that I have been to the Horse Races in Hot Springs! And let me tell you - It's a BLAST! I can't believe I waited this long to go! And I would definitely go back in a heartbeat. I had the opportunity to go with a friend from work and his precious family let me stay with them. I had a wonderful weekend full of fun, food, and excitement! It was nice to be able to get away for the weekend and not have to work! So thanks again for your hospitality, it was greatly appreciated! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCqPvHkeI/AAAAAAAABI8/o-v7Deq5tdw/s1600-h/DSCN4047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCqPvHkeI/AAAAAAAABI8/o-v7Deq5tdw/s320/DSCN4047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442603074479165922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCpUPiz0I/AAAAAAAABI0/AbmMgE4hjBw/s1600-h/DSCN4054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCpUPiz0I/AAAAAAAABI0/AbmMgE4hjBw/s320/DSCN4054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442603058509041474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This horses name was "Kitty's Turn" ........ That's my horses name... KITTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCo4jeQII/AAAAAAAABIs/ePZz2sUxn9Y/s1600-h/DSCN4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCo4jeQII/AAAAAAAABIs/ePZz2sUxn9Y/s320/DSCN4049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442603051076436098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCoUuCH0I/AAAAAAAABIk/kMU8LEF0lWk/s1600-h/DSCN4042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCoUuCH0I/AAAAAAAABIk/kMU8LEF0lWk/s320/DSCN4042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442603041457053506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCn36159I/AAAAAAAABIc/B3hlPEcOO9I/s1600-h/DSCN4050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCn36159I/AAAAAAAABIc/B3hlPEcOO9I/s320/DSCN4050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442603033726150610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;See.... the first spot.... "Kitty's Turn" !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-6496239313450374576?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6496239313450374576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=6496239313450374576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6496239313450374576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6496239313450374576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/02/horse-races.html' title='Horse Races'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S4gCqPvHkeI/AAAAAAAABI8/o-v7Deq5tdw/s72-c/DSCN4047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3832831776206235247</id><published>2010-02-22T21:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:04:25.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Need A Laugh: NUTTY-NESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt;: Why are there peanuts in my bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt;: Who's been eating peanuts in my bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt;: (&lt;i&gt;timidly&lt;/i&gt;) Bruiser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt;: Bruiser doesn't eat peanuts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt;: That's why they're still in the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sometimes my parents are a little "nutty"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Parents say the darndest things..........   =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*If you are not laughing then I am sorry - it must have been one of those things where you just had to be there! &lt;/b&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/8300094896882599721-3832831776206235247?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3832831776206235247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3832831776206235247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3832831776206235247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3832831776206235247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/02/need-laugh-nutty-ness.html' title='Need A Laugh: NUTTY-NESS'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7727951050211241766</id><published>2010-02-17T10:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T09:24:37.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S3wYz63-6WI/AAAAAAAABH8/BqF0mJ8cYKs/s1600-h/DSCN4026_2.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S3wYz63-6WI/AAAAAAAABH8/BqF0mJ8cYKs/s320/DSCN4026_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249730213177698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" id="table21"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td   style="  width: 529px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" rowspan="2" width="100" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" id="table23"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"  style=" width: 524px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This past weekend, I had the opportunity to spend time with my beautiful, talented, loving, caring, awesome, &amp;amp; amazing sister! Not only does Becke' take pictures and capture special times, but she also has the ability to capture peoples hearts. As a wonderful, but busy mother, daughter, and sister, she still takes the time to help others when needed by offering a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S3wY0TIAXTI/AAAAAAAABIM/xZyNx0zZanU/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S3wY0TIAXTI/AAAAAAAABIM/xZyNx0zZanU/s320/IMG_1089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249736722832690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;God has truly blessed me with a wonderful family. I couldn't have asked for better parents. I have been showered with love, patience, and respect. They have taken the time in their busy lives to show me difference between right and wrong and have raised me to be who I am today. Without their loving hands and heart, and I would not be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S3wY0-_q3cI/AAAAAAAABIU/1nWUIr-DLJk/s1600-h/DSCN2613.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S3wY0-_q3cI/AAAAAAAABIU/1nWUIr-DLJk/s320/DSCN2613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439249748499029442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Other siblings that I do not see as often, or at all anymore- still hold a special place in my heart. I will always love and miss my family when I am not with them. I believe that our family is made up of love, laughter, creativity, talent, responsibility, dedication, and life! Everyone has the ability to contribute to this "family". This is who we are and who we will always be. We are a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7727951050211241766?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7727951050211241766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7727951050211241766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7727951050211241766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7727951050211241766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-past-weekend-i-had-opportunity-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S3wYz63-6WI/AAAAAAAABH8/BqF0mJ8cYKs/s72-c/DSCN4026_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-8893530501546472372</id><published>2010-02-03T13:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:08:06.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Somethings To Think About...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not much to say, just tired of looking at yogurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It has been a Long and Strange week. I won't go into details, but I'm just trying to remember that all things happen for a reason, it's just trying to find out that reason!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm also trying to remember that even though I am having a "hard week" there are people out there that are having an even harder week. Some of things in life that seem some large and heavy on our hearts are just small doses compared to some other people. I'm not trying to say that your heartaches or even mine do not matter, but try to remember that every time you are upset, send up a random prayer for someone you do or don't know, because it could make their day a lot better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a more happier note:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I used a new conditioner this morning! I love trying out new shampoos and conditioners! It's funny how the smallest things in life can make you smile sometimes! I actually got this conditioner at Walgreens (ON SALE) Which makes it even better and me even happier! I saved almost $5 on a bottle of conditioner! = )   Anyways, it's called Vitamin... Well that has to be good for your hair right? (Let's hope so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S2nW5BodzLI/AAAAAAAABHw/Zu0u2Ru17UE/s1600-h/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S2nW5BodzLI/AAAAAAAABHw/Zu0u2Ru17UE/s320/200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434110700578262194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's funny how when you use a new shampoo or conditioner for the the first couple of times it smells &lt;b&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/b&gt; good. Why can't that smell last forever? Or at least after you wash your hair every time that smell should be just as great as the very first time you use that brand new bottle! It's like the scent goes away in the bottle, and your hair doesn't smell as strong, OR do we as the every day sniffers get use to the smell, so we can't smell it, but others can? So right now, my hair is shiny and smells wonderful, until I go to the BBQ Pit tonight and well the look of shininess and the smell of roses will be gone. Sad, but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy "Hump Day" (It's Wednesday!)&lt;/b&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/8300094896882599721-8893530501546472372?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8893530501546472372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=8893530501546472372&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8893530501546472372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8893530501546472372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmmm.html' title='Just Somethings To Think About...'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S2nW5BodzLI/AAAAAAAABHw/Zu0u2Ru17UE/s72-c/200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1484530223935195825</id><published>2010-01-25T19:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:34:07.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Cry Over Spilt Yogurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GbpBDnbI/AAAAAAAABHo/gT18l7tN4pw/s1600-h/IMG_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GbpBDnbI/AAAAAAAABHo/gT18l7tN4pw/s320/IMG_1157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430855641336094130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GbRKv96I/AAAAAAAABHg/HPMLNBj2sRU/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GbRKv96I/AAAAAAAABHg/HPMLNBj2sRU/s320/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430855634934298530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GbMC72VI/AAAAAAAABHY/WT1Xsva8dKw/s1600-h/IMG_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GbMC72VI/AAAAAAAABHY/WT1Xsva8dKw/s320/IMG_1160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430855633559345490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GakRgNfI/AAAAAAAABHQ/cDLI4hmDwy8/s1600-h/IMG_1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GakRgNfI/AAAAAAAABHQ/cDLI4hmDwy8/s320/IMG_1159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430855622883030514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GaJyAeoI/AAAAAAAABHI/B7X46CQt9f4/s1600-h/IMG_1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GaJyAeoI/AAAAAAAABHI/B7X46CQt9f4/s320/IMG_1156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430855615771605634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yucky &amp;amp; Stinky....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-1484530223935195825?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1484530223935195825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1484530223935195825&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1484530223935195825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1484530223935195825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-cry-over-spilt-yogurt.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry Over Spilt Yogurt'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S15GbpBDnbI/AAAAAAAABHo/gT18l7tN4pw/s72-c/IMG_1157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7557112578043480511</id><published>2010-01-25T11:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:49:46.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads Up</title><content type='html'>So, just for the heads up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm having a NO Good VERY bad Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will provide you with details very soon.&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I am at class &amp;amp; I smell like rotten milk and baby spit-up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewww..... I so &lt;em&gt;stinky&lt;/em&gt;! = (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7557112578043480511?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7557112578043480511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7557112578043480511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7557112578043480511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7557112578043480511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/heads-up.html' title='Heads Up'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2150416170536617087</id><published>2010-01-20T10:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T10:17:11.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Green Tractor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csGwKGjHI/AAAAAAAABF4/oBM5n_8mR_w/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csGwKGjHI/AAAAAAAABF4/oBM5n_8mR_w/s320/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428856370336533618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csH1uRIfI/AAAAAAAABGQ/g7l0xCwTloM/s1600-h/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Every time I see a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIG GREEN TRACTOR&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I can't help but think of Jason Aldean's song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Big Green Tractor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-family:Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I can take you for a ride on my big green tractor&lt;br /&gt;We can go slow or make it go faster&lt;br /&gt;Down through the woods and out to the pasture&lt;br /&gt;'Long as I'm with you it really don't matter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, not only did I have the oppurtinity to go for a ride on a Big Green Tractor, but I also got to drive a Big Green Tractor! On Monday, I got to go to the farm with my dad and feed some hay to the cows. We had a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csH1uRIfI/AAAAAAAABGQ/g7l0xCwTloM/s320/IMG_1145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428856389010268658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csHoLRoGI/AAAAAAAABGI/P7oaylS4aIs/s1600-h/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csHoLRoGI/AAAAAAAABGI/P7oaylS4aIs/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428856385373839458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csHAJ-i4I/AAAAAAAABGA/9CtEsqbhPGU/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csHAJ-i4I/AAAAAAAABGA/9CtEsqbhPGU/s320/IMG_1141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428856374630976386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-2150416170536617087?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2150416170536617087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2150416170536617087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2150416170536617087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2150416170536617087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-green-tractor.html' title='Big Green Tractor'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1csGwKGjHI/AAAAAAAABF4/oBM5n_8mR_w/s72-c/IMG_1139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3389435224449827294</id><published>2010-01-15T14:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:46:52.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I left the house today with 2 different types of shoes on. While driving down the road, I quickly realized that my boots were two different colors, wow- that's because they are two different boots, different brands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1DTDKQkngI/AAAAAAAABFw/CYNpf_wu_Jw/s1600-h/IMG_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1DTDKQkngI/AAAAAAAABFw/CYNpf_wu_Jw/s320/IMG_1131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427069602228379138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1DTCi83ObI/AAAAAAAABFo/0rOqYWxXqo8/s1600-h/IMG_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1DTCi83ObI/AAAAAAAABFo/0rOqYWxXqo8/s320/IMG_1130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427069591676729778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1DTCbgLhoI/AAAAAAAABFg/NEKWqSNIZRE/s1600-h/IMG_1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1DTCbgLhoI/AAAAAAAABFg/NEKWqSNIZRE/s320/IMG_1129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427069589677377154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a nice pair of boots (UGGs) and a not so nice pair of boots (I got at Sam's and they are just as comfortable!) The nice pair I wear our, the not so nice pair I wear to work. That way if I get them yucky... "It's No Big Deal" as my adorable nephew would say!  But today, I decided to juice up the outfit a little bit and wear one of each! OOOPS! = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have you ever mismatched your clothes on accident?&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/8300094896882599721-3389435224449827294?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3389435224449827294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3389435224449827294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3389435224449827294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3389435224449827294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S1DTDKQkngI/AAAAAAAABFw/CYNpf_wu_Jw/s72-c/IMG_1131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-4492382225092678696</id><published>2010-01-14T10:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:55:03.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KeQrcebI/AAAAAAAABFY/vZEcAhdQr0A/s1600-h/DSCN3283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KeQrcebI/AAAAAAAABFY/vZEcAhdQr0A/s320/DSCN3283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426637959738456498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09Kd0fffzI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Z7b2QYJWAxI/s1600-h/IMG_4221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09Kd0fffzI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Z7b2QYJWAxI/s320/IMG_4221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426637952172130098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KdZf-FgI/AAAAAAAABFI/YDnYbgtfg50/s1600-h/DSC_0458_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KdZf-FgI/AAAAAAAABFI/YDnYbgtfg50/s320/DSC_0458_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426637944926377474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KdAmyqHI/AAAAAAAABFA/XPkYcoGtOqw/s1600-h/IMG_3635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KdAmyqHI/AAAAAAAABFA/XPkYcoGtOqw/s320/IMG_3635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426637938244102258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And Amazing Nephew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KclPvc5I/AAAAAAAABE4/gfjHEbe3I5Q/s1600-h/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KclPvc5I/AAAAAAAABE4/gfjHEbe3I5Q/s320/IMG_3571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426637930899665810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You are one of a kind and God has so many wonderful plans in store for you! I love you and Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-4492382225092678696?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4492382225092678696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=4492382225092678696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4492382225092678696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4492382225092678696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-to-my.html' title='Happy Birthday to my.....'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S09KeQrcebI/AAAAAAAABFY/vZEcAhdQr0A/s72-c/DSCN3283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2058272984042498838</id><published>2010-01-06T19:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:45:25.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Walmart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*This post goes along with my &lt;a href="http://moopandsaba.blogspot.com"&gt;sisters&lt;/a&gt;.... Krazy Kroger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I went to Walmart earlier to pick up 3 things, 1/2 and 1/2, Diet Mt. Dew, and Green Chiles. And Walmart was a MAD HOUSE! There were people everywhere, you would have thought there was a major blizzard coming and we were going to get snowed in for days.... no weeks.... no months. Unlike my sister, Walmart had all the supplies I needed, but the check out lines were crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There was this one lady with two carts full of groceries using the self-check out. I think there should be a 20 item limit on the self check outs too..... she was definitely holding up the line! (Sorry if you're one of those of people that use the self-check out with LOT'S of items)  But, I have a hard enough time checking out with 3 items, saying "unexpected item in bagging area" I can't imagine having to hit I DON'T WANT TO BAG THIS ITEM with over 100 items. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The good news: I got my 3 items and got out of there and headed home to make Green Chili Chicken Soup.... Thanks to an amazing recipe from dear friend &lt;a href="http://mereweathermanor.blogspot.com"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/a&gt;! Amazing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bad News: No Snow yet..... all of these people wasted their time........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8300094896882599721-2058272984042498838?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2058272984042498838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2058272984042498838&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2058272984042498838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2058272984042498838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/wacky-walmart.html' title='Wacky Walmart'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-8945766909344436637</id><published>2010-01-05T13:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:59:06.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowgirls don't cry.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZWCXRWyI/AAAAAAAABEg/Kie1DxJ8FhA/s1600-h/DSC01030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZWCXRWyI/AAAAAAAABEg/Kie1DxJ8FhA/s320/DSC01030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423346980154858274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZVvTXEiI/AAAAAAAABEY/XU4ZZ6KBGTw/s1600-h/DSC01029.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They wear Carhartt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Last year when I bought Miss Kitty (my horse). I decided a needed a Carhartt coat to keep me warm while I'm out there messing with the horses. I mean it is the number one brand for construction workers and cowboys, right? So, I found a great deal for one at Sharpes in Siloam Springs. Trey always claimed that I needed a pair of bibs to go with my coat. But, they're a little over priced..... and they wouldn't help my "figure" any, so I never got a pair. HA! But, right after Christmas Trey surprised me with a pair that he had bought JUST FOR ME! = ) AND he got the perfect size too, I think he did better on the size then I would have. So, the Sunday after Christmas we stopped by Tractor Supply got some gloves and a Carhartt hat and headed to his house to saddle up the horses! Yep, it was COLD, but it was FUN! Luckily my body did not get cold (thanks to all my pieces of Carhartt) but my toes and my face did get cold! = ( I guess I need some carthartt socks and a face mask!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZVvTXEiI/AAAAAAAABEY/XU4ZZ6KBGTw/s320/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423346975038181922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZUkU_lzI/AAAAAAAABEI/86NWsFs3HkA/s1600-h/DSC01026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZUkU_lzI/AAAAAAAABEI/86NWsFs3HkA/s320/DSC01026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423346954912372530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZUGdFXEI/AAAAAAAABEA/G27UpJzu2Wc/s1600-h/DSC01025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px; text-align: center; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZUGdFXEI/AAAAAAAABEA/G27UpJzu2Wc/s320/DSC01025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423346946893241410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZVDUysdI/AAAAAAAABEQ/M15M8V9SzOY/s320/DSC01027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423346963233026514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-8945766909344436637?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8945766909344436637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=8945766909344436637&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8945766909344436637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8945766909344436637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/cowgirls-dont-cry.html' title='Cowgirls don&apos;t cry.....'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/S0OZWCXRWyI/AAAAAAAABEg/Kie1DxJ8FhA/s72-c/DSC01030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-450619769923897254</id><published>2009-12-31T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:53:26.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>~?~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;What goes up, must come down.... Can you guess what I'm doing today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-450619769923897254?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/450619769923897254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=450619769923897254&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/450619769923897254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/450619769923897254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='~?~'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-6672395798186732126</id><published>2009-12-29T10:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:33:06.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Textbooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Why are textbooks so expensive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What happened to the good ole' days were they provided your books for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Should it really cost that much to buy a used book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;AND what's up with the Razorback Hog store commercials that say "when you buy stuff from their store, it helps reduce textbook prices for college students" I don't believe it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's almost that time of the year again, and it stresses me out..... I hate spending an extra $500 on books, they already get enough money from me!&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/8300094896882599721-6672395798186732126?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6672395798186732126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=6672395798186732126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6672395798186732126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6672395798186732126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/12/textbooks.html' title='Textbooks'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2703593766700463577</id><published>2009-12-28T15:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:19:15.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzkgryFWyWI/AAAAAAAABDw/0oxgBctltNA/s1600-h/cp-militarypak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzkgryFWyWI/AAAAAAAABDw/0oxgBctltNA/s320/cp-militarypak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420399563067804002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Always make sure an object fits inside the envelope you choose before writing on the envelope at the Post Office. It will save you both time and money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND YOU WONT LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT WHEN YOU CHECKOUT..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yes I was the idiot that did this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-2703593766700463577?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2703593766700463577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2703593766700463577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2703593766700463577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2703593766700463577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/12/note-to-self.html' title='Note to Self:'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzkgryFWyWI/AAAAAAAABDw/0oxgBctltNA/s72-c/cp-militarypak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-8025228486231958411</id><published>2009-12-28T10:17:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:45:15.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfUMKU8rI/AAAAAAAABDQ/yfrmyB4pfhs/s1600-h/Christmas+09-107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfUMKU8rI/AAAAAAAABDQ/yfrmyB4pfhs/s320/Christmas+09-107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420327689495311026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As I get older, I quickly realize how "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;" Christmas truly becomes. On a positive, as an adult you better understand the true meaning of Christmas and this means a lot more to you and you don't "accidently" forget the true meaning of Christmas when you first wake up in the morning. But, on the sad note, as I get older, I realize that adults spend so much time, money and energy shopping for the perfect gift.... and then it gets ripped open and thrown to the side. How depressing! All that effort and it's just gone in a matter of minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfTvLpwqI/AAAAAAAABDA/OJDj51Lr0dU/s1600-h/Christmas+09-54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfTvLpwqI/AAAAAAAABDA/OJDj51Lr0dU/s320/Christmas+09-54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420327681716241058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, we had a wonderful Christmas at my house this year. I guess everyone was on their best behavior this year, because SANTA did pretty good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfcN_P6bI/AAAAAAAABDY/NIbgM782kfE/s1600-h/Christmas+09-110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfcN_P6bI/AAAAAAAABDY/NIbgM782kfE/s320/Christmas+09-110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420327827424668082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas Eve, I had the opportunity to spend time with Trey and his family. After a long drive to Cincinnati, we ate a snacked on a variety of dips, sandwiches, and desserts..... oh- and don't forget the lil' smokies! yummy!  = )   After that we opened presents (ABC order..  like that idea-I don't have to wait very long!) Shortly after we were done opening presents, the power went off! We're not sure of it really did, or if that was the cue to leave! But, due to the bad weather outside and no lights, we decided to hit the road. Let's just say it took even longer to get home! The roads were covered in snow, and the windshield wipers kept freezing up! So, after several stops to pound off the ice, we finally made it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When I got home, mom and dad were still up. I informed them that they did not have to play "Santa" anymore and they could go to bed at a decent hour on Christmas Eve, but they wanted to make sure all their children were safe first. (Still waiting on Kirby to get home too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjgEFIEqKI/AAAAAAAABDg/3wKcZWV-Rwg/s1600-h/santa+christmas+contest.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjgEFIEqKI/AAAAAAAABDg/3wKcZWV-Rwg/s320/santa+christmas+contest.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420328512240527522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas morning, I was going to attempt to help mom cook breakfast, but I wasn't much help! Maybe if I would have had my cowgirl apron Becke' got me a little sooner, I would have been more help! Around 9:30, Nana &amp;amp; Grandad showed up and we ate a wonderful brunch: Biscuits &amp;amp; Gravy, Keish, Fruit, and Ham. It was all very delicious!  After we ate and did the dishes, we sat down as a family and opened presents. I hope everyone got everything they wanted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfTXbp5WI/AAAAAAAABC4/MYSmN6NbW5U/s1600-h/Christmas+09-70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfTXbp5WI/AAAAAAAABC4/MYSmN6NbW5U/s320/Christmas+09-70.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420327675340907874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After presents, we played BINGO. It was a lot of fun. It's nice to be able to sit down and play games as a family. AND to make it even better, we had BINGO prizes! For some reason if you mention the word prize, people are more willing to play! HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfTAplUsI/AAAAAAAABCw/3Fq1ARfh5Uc/s1600-h/Christmas+09-111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfTAplUsI/AAAAAAAABCw/3Fq1ARfh5Uc/s320/Christmas+09-111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420327669225312962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;***Later, I took a nap, I was BORED and TIRED! Which  is very rare for me (the napping part, not the bored) I hardly ever take a nap, but it sure did feel good! ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That night we headed over to Karleen's and had some more wonderful food &amp;amp; NOODLES. She makes the best noodles (and sugar cookies). After we got done eating, we all gathered in the garage and sang Christmas songs. Kirby played the guitar, Marica played the piano and Chuck played the banjo and everyone else sang, or attempted too! I think we might make this a new family tradition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjgEYvlE1I/AAAAAAAABDo/jYcrC1nLZb0/s1600-h/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjgEYvlE1I/AAAAAAAABDo/jYcrC1nLZb0/s320/music.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420328517506503506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.... that sums up my Christmas, I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and may your New Year be filled with lot's of Cheer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfT0Q6MKI/AAAAAAAABDI/6OkglWzxGs8/s1600-h/Christmas+09-91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SzjfT0Q6MKI/AAAAAAAABDI/6OkglWzxGs8/s320/Christmas+09-91.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420327683080466594" style="display: block; 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;Hannah passed away this morning at 3:18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Please keep the Crumby family in your thoughts in prayers not only today, but every day in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SxzKGS9ZOGI/AAAAAAAABCY/zoqvCOGILmY/s320/l.zHTgPYJwhBIkwmjj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412423061709863010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;   line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hannah Grace Crumby is a beautiful, talented, amazing, intelligent, and caring four year old girl who was diagnosed with Leukemia on September 15. Since then the Crumby family has spent many long days at Arkansas Children's Hospital supporting Hannah and giving her the love and treatment she needs. Their family has kept their faith and remained strong during this battle that Satan has thrown in their face. They have not let his evil stand in their way, they have continued to fight with God as their shield. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I heard a Christmas song by Barlowgirl for the first time tonight, Hallelujah (Light Has Come).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Knowing that this song represents Mary and our Savior Jesus, I also felt like the words supported Hannah as well. The song starts off saying, "Heaven sent you to me, All the worlds been praying" Hannah was a huge blessing on James and Kimberly's life four years ago. They prayed for the health an safety of this child, and now, people from all over the world, that do not even know this family have been praying for Hannah and that God will give her the strength she needs to fight if it is in his will. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But who am I,  That here tonight, I hold the one, Who'll Bring us Life" When I heard this verse, I think of a beautiful picture where Kimberly is holding her beautiful daughter, not knowing that Hannah's condition has brought life to so many people. As a four year old, she has touched the lives of so many people, and made people's faith stronger and more dependable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;  line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SxzJJ1S8G4I/AAAAAAAABCQ/icySQFYgWYY/s1600-h/l.MNCeDjLKHNZnPmhz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SxzJJ1S8G4I/AAAAAAAABCQ/icySQFYgWYY/s320/l.MNCeDjLKHNZnPmhz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412422022955015042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"A Promise for those who believe"  Only God knows what the future holds for Hannah Grace, but we pray that he will give this family that believes, the promise they need. For they do believe, and they have left it up to God, it's all in his hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So praise to God on high, He has heard our cry" We have prayed and we have cried, now all we can do is rely on God and let his will be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I know that Hannah Grace was placed in this world for a reason, and she has already touched the lives of so many people. I pray that she will be given the opportunity to touch many more lives and impact others as much as she as impacted mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I do believe that all things happen for a reason.... WHY? I can't answer that and if I could then my life would be much easier, along with many others. I've mentioned this before, and I will say it again: It always seems like when we are suffering and praying so hard for someone or something, every song we hear, goes back to and supports that situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit:  &lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/hannahgracecrumby/journal"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/hannahgracecrumby/journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to this song @ &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/jukeboxmusic14/music/tGNB3e2c/barlowgirl-hallelujah-light-has-come-album-version/"&gt;imeem&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hallelujah [Light Has Come]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;by BarlowGirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmmm my Baby&lt;br /&gt;Heaven sent you to me&lt;br /&gt;All the worlds been praying&lt;br /&gt;Who will Save?&lt;br /&gt;But who am I&lt;br /&gt;That here tonight&lt;br /&gt;I hold the one&lt;br /&gt;Who'll Bring us life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;We've been found&lt;br /&gt;A child is born&lt;br /&gt;To save us now&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah light has come&lt;br /&gt;A Savior who will set us free&lt;br /&gt;A Promise for those who believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the Angels&lt;br /&gt;Sing for you my baby&lt;br /&gt;Men and kings have come to&lt;br /&gt;Bow to you&lt;br /&gt;But here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close to me&lt;br /&gt;The son of God&lt;br /&gt;Now all can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah We've been found&lt;br /&gt;A child is born to save us now&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Halleluiah light has come&lt;br /&gt;A savior set us free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So praise to God on high&lt;br /&gt;He has heard our cry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Crumby's made the decision to have Hannah removed from the ventilator at 9:30 a.m. on Sunday December 6. Hannah is still fighting and will continue to fight with God's strength. At this point all we can do is follow the Crumby's footsteps and FROG -  Fully Rely On God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After hearing Hallelujah (and feeling a little sad) I turned the station from KLRC to country, thinking that might help, and then the song "One More Day" by Diamond Rio came on. At this point, I feel like that's what I'm asking for each and everyday, Lord if it is meant to be, then let Hannah spend Just one more day, please. Everyday, we strive for another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;Listen at &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/artists/diamond_rio/music/5rfdA-NJ/diamond-rio-one-more-day/"&gt;imeem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;One More Day by Diamond Rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: separate;  line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last Night I had a crazy dream&lt;br /&gt;Wish was granted just for me,&lt;br /&gt;It could be for anything&lt;br /&gt;I didn't ask for money, or a mansion in Malibu&lt;br /&gt;I simply wished for one more day with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day, One more time&lt;br /&gt;One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But then again; I know what it would do&lt;br /&gt;Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oh one more day]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I'd do is pray for time to crawl&lt;br /&gt;I'd unplug the telephone, and keep the TV off&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold you every second, say a million I Love You's&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I'd do, with one more day with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day, One more time&lt;br /&gt;One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But then again; I know what it would do&lt;br /&gt;Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day, One more time&lt;br /&gt;One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But then again; I know what it would do&lt;br /&gt;Leave me wishing still, for one more day....&lt;br /&gt;Leave me wishing still, for one more day....&lt;br /&gt;Leave me wishing still, for one more day....&lt;br /&gt;With you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 23px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;font-size:medium;"&gt;Thank you &amp;amp; Please continue to pray....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; 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Today is the last day of class before Thanksgiving Break! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am looking forward to having the rest of the week off..... even though it will be spent doing lot's of homework and projects! Oh well.... I can finally see the light at the end of tunnel. I think I just might make it! Whoop Whoop! = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Swvr7KyLIjI/AAAAAAAABCA/4zBOnQknZEw/s1600/turkey_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Swvr7KyLIjI/AAAAAAAABCA/4zBOnQknZEw/s320/turkey_day.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407675179328021042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-3150642673880557005?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3150642673880557005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3150642673880557005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3150642673880557005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3150642673880557005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-i-get-whoop-whoop.html' title='Can I get a whoop whoop?'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Swvr7KyLIjI/AAAAAAAABCA/4zBOnQknZEw/s72-c/turkey_day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2088924901536933986</id><published>2009-11-18T12:47:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:16:27.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Due</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so I have heard from many people that I am past due on blogging and that I need to put up a new post....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And YES, I agree, but there's not much going on in my life right now.... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HINT: DULL DAY DIARIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!  But, I will scrape and dig for something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is CRAZY right now. I have never felt so overwhelmed with school before. I have soooo many BIG projects due (around the same time) so any "free" time I have, I've been working on those. And that's what I've been doing today, minus the break to clean house and blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRF6OT0_LI/AAAAAAAABBg/A4qAFh_1wwY/s1600/IMG_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRF6OT0_LI/AAAAAAAABBg/A4qAFh_1wwY/s320/IMG_0895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405522319327427762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiwi doesn't even like homework anymore! MAMA... PLEASE STOP.... pay attention to me! Look at the face- that's so sad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago Trey and I headed out to Devil's Den to go horseback riding and it was amazing! It was a great opportunity to just get away for the day and enjoy the beautiful world that God so graciously gave us. And the weather was perfect! We left his house around 8:00 am and did not return till around 6:30. We packed some snacks, drinks and lunch and called it a day! I had never rode horses out there before, but I highly recommend it! But I have been caving out there and that's a blast too! Devil's Den is a great place to escape too if you don't want to go far or spend a lot of money! (Well, it's not far for me! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwREam3fEdI/AAAAAAAABAo/Oo2cBceI_GU/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405520676651995602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwREaL0EXII/AAAAAAAABAg/1oia9wybP1Q/s1600/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwREaL0EXII/AAAAAAAABAg/1oia9wybP1Q/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405520669389905026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwREZzlFNZI/AAAAAAAABAY/pdNX7_YH2B8/s1600/IMG_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRDysRcgLI/AAAAAAAAA_4/UOHZisB6A-w/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405519990908289202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRDyXXYk5I/AAAAAAAAA_w/LFkK3CRZrsU/s1600/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRDyXXYk5I/AAAAAAAAA_w/LFkK3CRZrsU/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405519985296053138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRDyBcovsI/AAAAAAAAA_o/X49_5T29Pt0/s1600/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRDyBcovsI/AAAAAAAAA_o/X49_5T29Pt0/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405519979412504258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Halloween &amp;amp; Razorback Game Day @ Sassy's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFP4AivuI/AAAAAAAABBQ/7oRMS0to-p8/s1600/IMG_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFP4AivuI/AAAAAAAABBQ/7oRMS0to-p8/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405521591786454754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFPv9Dt5I/AAAAAAAABBI/GkCOo5ruOx8/s1600/IMG_0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFPv9Dt5I/AAAAAAAABBI/GkCOo5ruOx8/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405521589624354706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFPXEXY1I/AAAAAAAABBA/y_pK3OG3PvE/s1600/IMG_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFPXEXY1I/AAAAAAAABBA/y_pK3OG3PvE/s320/IMG_0959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405521582944117586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFO5TajrI/AAAAAAAABA4/v4dd1c6bp6U/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFO5TajrI/AAAAAAAABA4/v4dd1c6bp6U/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405521574954176178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFOnv5rCI/AAAAAAAABAw/bcOSOv21vF4/s1600/IMG_0957.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRFOnv5rCI/AAAAAAAABAw/bcOSOv21vF4/s320/IMG_0957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405521570241817634" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ummmmm..... My Birthday..... Ya, that was a couple of months ago.... OOOPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful flowers from my sister and the cake was from my mommy! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRF5-qa_NI/AAAAAAAABBY/x3SXMtZlnxo/s1600/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRF5-qa_NI/AAAAAAAABBY/x3SXMtZlnxo/s320/IMG_0898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405522315127225554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some school Projects.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A FOOD CAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRHcxJ6G5I/AAAAAAAABBo/CUL6uGSTD-I/s1600/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRHcxJ6G5I/AAAAAAAABBo/CUL6uGSTD-I/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405524012308241298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;JACKDAW PROJECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRHdHNYeqI/AAAAAAAABBw/cWwE_s_Ov3M/s320/IMG_0906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405524018228394658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&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;div&gt;Please continue to pray for Hannah Grace Crumby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRHdTsbQsI/AAAAAAAABB4/GNfM14PG8EI/s1600/IMG_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRHdTsbQsI/AAAAAAAABB4/GNfM14PG8EI/s320/IMG_0941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405524021579825858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-2088924901536933986?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2088924901536933986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2088924901536933986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2088924901536933986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2088924901536933986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/11/past-due.html' title='Past Due'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SwRF6OT0_LI/AAAAAAAABBg/A4qAFh_1wwY/s72-c/IMG_0895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1773554801673796900</id><published>2009-10-13T00:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:49:32.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wow, I can't believe it has already been &lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt; months. It's hard to face the fact that you have been gone for &lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt; months. I was talking to a dear friend the other day that had lost his sister to cancer 10 years ago. He said it still seems like yesterday that it happened, and that she was still there. &lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt; months seems long enough, I can't imagine looking back 10 years from now, you would be(should be) 36. That's the age mom was when she had me. Would you also be having a baby? Would you have been married and having lots beautiful babies? Would you still be working at the Gas Company? I wonder what you would have been doing 10 years from now, but even more I wonder what you would be doing right now. Would we have gone to work out tonight, gone tanning together, or would we have skipped out and went and got ice cream instead? It's hard to say, but I do know things would be different if you were still here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I broke down last night, I'm not sure why. I just felt sad, but more than sad, I felt angry. Mad, mad at you, mad at the world, mad at pain and sorrow, mad at &lt;b&gt;LIFE&lt;/b&gt;. Mad that I lost my beautiful sister, mad that an innocent 4 year old is having to stay at Arkansas Chlildren's Hospital because she has cancer, mad because school is about to get the best of me, mad because I don't know if I will be a good teacher one day, mad because I can't work up the courage to go to the doctor, mad because I feel like I'm letting myself go, and mad because I was &lt;b&gt;MAD&lt;/b&gt;. I hate being mad, and upset. I hate it for myself, and I hate it for others. And there's nothing worse then people asking you what's wrong, or telling you to cheer up. Do you tell them what's really on your mind, and scream at them, or do you just smile and say nothing, I'm fine. A part of me just want's to yell at the person, and say what do you thinks wrong? I lost my sister 20 months ago, that doesn't mean I should be over it, am I not allowed to be sad? But then you have to realize that not everyone has been thru a tragedy that changes their life. I started crying last night with a few tears running down my cheek, I tried to stop them, because I was not in the right place to start being an emotional basket-case, but I couldn't stop them. They were filling up my eyes and forcing their way out faster then I could control them. My few tears turned into a hard cry that lasted for hours. I honestly haven't cried that hard in a long time. I actually haven't cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; you in quite a while. I have still felt angry towards you, and felt like you do not deserve my tears, but I guess that can only build up inside you for so long, until it comes bursting out. With tears and clinched fists, I didn't know what to do, so I just let it all out. Afterwards I felt much better, but now I feel like I did 20 months ago, missing my best friend, and wondering why you left me. I don't know which is worse feeling this way, or being mad at you, but not feeling as much pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After you passed away, I began to keep a journal, I only made it through about 10 pages, and then I stopped. I'm not sure why. I think because I hated re-living my last day with you, and your death in my head. But, now I wish I would have followed through with my writings, because soon, one day I will forget all the details, and wish I would have wrote them down. I am already becoming unaware of all the small things that happened that day, but the little bit of information I did write down, helped me remember. One of the things I wrote down, and I do remember saying this over and over on my way home that day was "Ki-Ki if you're not dead then I'm going to kill you myself for scaring me like this" Why would I say such a thing? Knowing I would &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kill my sister, or anyone, but there was already that anger from the minute I talked to my mom, until now. There has always been that anger trapped inside of me, and I don't know if it will ever go away. At times it might fade, and fall to the back of my mind, but I don't think it will ever disappear. No matter how many times I pray, I will always be upset with you for leaving me that day, and not sticking around to be my big sister, my best friend, my one and only friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I still love you more than ever and I'm sorry for being so angry towards you these past months.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;These are words you probably do not want to hear, but sometimes it just feels better to let things out and try to move on to another day. &lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-1773554801673796900?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1773554801673796900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1773554801673796900&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1773554801673796900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1773554801673796900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-20.html' title='The BIG 20'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1886173699287277216</id><published>2009-10-12T23:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:37:49.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Payless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;I hadn't been to Payless in a LONG time, so I decided to check out their website. Oh my goodness! Have you been there lately or to the store? What happened to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;PAY LESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? I use to find the cutest shoes there, for the best price, especially when it was BOGO (Buy one get one 1/2 off) But their prices of shoes have definitely gone up. Is this because of the economy too? = / The prices of shoes are going up as well? Oh no, I am in BIG trouble now!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some adorable shoes at Payless, but $50? I never remember shoes being $50 in there! But I guess if you get one 1/2 off then that's only $25, but still $75 for 2 pairs of shoes seems a little high for the good ole' Payless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/StQDps-EAUI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Su2LGttCaFM/s320/072188_4_490x490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391938668850315586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/StQDpNxRgUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ENHIpyeSuJo/s1600-h/072171_4_490x490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/StQDpNxRgUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ENHIpyeSuJo/s320/072171_4_490x490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391938660475175234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/StQDogbXGZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Nt1jG8W1Vso/s1600-h/072174_4_490x490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/StQDogbXGZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Nt1jG8W1Vso/s320/072174_4_490x490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391938648303671698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-1886173699287277216?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1886173699287277216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1886173699287277216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1886173699287277216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1886173699287277216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/payless.html' title='Payless?'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/StQDps-EAUI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Su2LGttCaFM/s72-c/072188_4_490x490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5766833628508472012</id><published>2009-10-07T15:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:01:34.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HappY BirthdaY EriC</title><content type='html'>Funny Eric...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Ss0BcQWPQ6I/AAAAAAAAA_I/gQ2TglH2ST4/s1600-h/DSCN2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Ss0BcQWPQ6I/AAAAAAAAA_I/gQ2TglH2ST4/s320/DSCN2254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965913968559010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Look.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Ss0BbrX-g5I/AAAAAAAAA_A/iRepx-XPt2Y/s1600-h/DSC_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Ss0BbrX-g5I/AAAAAAAAA_A/iRepx-XPt2Y/s320/DSC_0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965904043738002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Dad Eric...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Ss0BayjYcOI/AAAAAAAAA-4/IoB7zPubHxs/s1600-h/IMG_3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Ss0BayjYcOI/AAAAAAAAA-4/IoB7zPubHxs/s320/IMG_3564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965888790753506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my favorite brother-in-law.... (ok, my only brother-in-law... haha)&lt;div&gt;Anyways.... I hope you have a wonderful Birthday... see you this weekend! = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-5766833628508472012?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5766833628508472012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5766833628508472012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5766833628508472012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5766833628508472012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-eric.html' title='HappY BirthdaY EriC'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Ss0BcQWPQ6I/AAAAAAAAA_I/gQ2TglH2ST4/s72-c/DSCN2254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2963953389751358028</id><published>2009-10-05T10:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:28:06.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Photo Shoot... FREEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);   -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-weight: bold; font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Head on over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;LuLu Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; if you want to enter to win a FREE 30 minute photo session with with an amazing photographer!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A 30 minute session for an individual at a local outdoor location&lt;br /&gt;15 edited images on a CD along with a reproduction release form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to enter? Want to enter more than once? Here is how!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave a comment&lt;br /&gt;2. Become a follower of LuLu Photography (the blog) and you can leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;another&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; comment&lt;br /&gt;3. Promote this giveaway on your blog and you can leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;another&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; comment&lt;br /&gt;4. Promote this giveaway on facebook (luluphotographyco.blogspot.com) and you can leave yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;another&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total, you can enter up to 4 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy winning!&lt;br /&gt;Contest ends on Thursday, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;October 8th at 8 am&lt;/span&gt;. Random.org will assist with selecting the happy winner! Come back on Thursday to see if you are the lucky one! (Out of towners can enter if they are willing to come to me for their session.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoP4W0N0PI/AAAAAAAAA-w/A1Bq_emAguw/s1600-h/CSC_0128_edited-1.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoP4W0N0PI/AAAAAAAAA-w/A1Bq_emAguw/s320/CSC_0128_edited-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389137364973900018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoP3-8KrvI/AAAAAAAAA-o/WmIS6igqYUc/s1600-h/CSC_0462_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoP3-8KrvI/AAAAAAAAA-o/WmIS6igqYUc/s320/CSC_0462_edited-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389137358564798194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoP3pHneqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/e5Rhgee_ysY/s1600-h/DSC_0097-copy-1_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoP3pHneqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/e5Rhgee_ysY/s320/DSC_0097-copy-1_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389137352707242658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoOp23QOAI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Nu6Jo3FjtnM/s1600-h/DSC_0018_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoOp23QOAI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Nu6Jo3FjtnM/s320/DSC_0018_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389136016366909442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoOpeA_QoI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/SYj7irMGN60/s1600-h/DSC_0060-copy_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoOpeA_QoI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/SYj7irMGN60/s320/DSC_0060-copy_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389136009696854658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALL PICTURES ABOVE WERE TAKEN BY LULU PHOTOGRAPHY CO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**IF YOU LIKE WHAT YOU SEE THEN HEAD ON OVER TO &lt;a href="http://luluphotographyco.blogspot.com/"&gt;LULUPHOTOGRAPHYCO.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-2963953389751358028?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2963953389751358028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2963953389751358028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2963953389751358028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2963953389751358028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-photo-shoot-freee.html' title='Free Photo Shoot... FREEE'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SsoP4W0N0PI/AAAAAAAAA-w/A1Bq_emAguw/s72-c/CSC_0128_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-666027079285967113</id><published>2009-09-28T12:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:25:45.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE</title><content type='html'>I knew that would get your attention. Head on over to my &lt;a href="http://moopandsaba.blogspot.com"&gt;sister's blog&lt;/a&gt; for a FREE GIVEAWAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-666027079285967113?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/666027079285967113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=666027079285967113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/666027079285967113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/666027079285967113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/free.html' title='FREE'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-22657909583365396</id><published>2009-09-23T00:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:17:00.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>19 months &amp; 10 days - and you're still gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 6px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 6px; "&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Precious Sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes I still hear the sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were still here with me, but you had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;I know an Angel held you as your body said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn’t stop my heart from breaking.....&lt;br /&gt;........“I miss you and I cry”.&lt;br /&gt;No one can believe that you are really gone,&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are broken and our spirits moan.&lt;br /&gt;“She was to young”, I’ve heard people say,&lt;br /&gt;“Why did she, have to die this way?”&lt;br /&gt;I try not to be anger, I kneel and I pray,&lt;br /&gt;Asking God to be with us, as we face each day.&lt;br /&gt;I always try to give Mom an extra kiss,&lt;br /&gt;To make up for a little girl, she will always miss.&lt;br /&gt;I understand everyone's emptiness and their sorrow too,&lt;br /&gt;Because, “My precious sister..... we all miss you“.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are happy in Heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the Angels and all their love.&lt;br /&gt;But today on earth, my heart still grieves,&lt;br /&gt;Because you are no longer here to talk with me”.&lt;br /&gt;I will look toward Heaven, for I know I will see&lt;br /&gt;A Star that will suddenly glow big and bright,&lt;br /&gt;It will be my sister smiling....&lt;br /&gt;..... and watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This poem was written by:  Teresa Shelton Bright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-22657909583365396?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/22657909583365396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=22657909583365396&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/22657909583365396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/22657909583365396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/19-months-10-days-and-youre-still-gone.html' title='19 months &amp; 10 days - and you&apos;re still gone'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7350473379682705707</id><published>2009-09-22T21:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:16:39.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to YOU and YOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my Brother, Devin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrmS67ZcnjI/AAAAAAAAA-I/UY06GMCpww4/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrmS67ZcnjI/AAAAAAAAA-I/UY06GMCpww4/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384496370572631602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to my dear friend, Shelly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrmS6YVpz3I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1yZGKDwBXyQ/s1600-h/4411_1015642166700_1694470339_29489_2114715_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrmS6YVpz3I/AAAAAAAAA-A/1yZGKDwBXyQ/s320/4411_1015642166700_1694470339_29489_2114715_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384496361161478002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND HAPPY BIRHTDAY TO ME TOMORROW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I can't believe it's that time of the year again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7350473379682705707?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7350473379682705707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7350473379682705707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7350473379682705707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7350473379682705707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-you-and-you.html' title='Happy Birthday to YOU and YOU...'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrmS67ZcnjI/AAAAAAAAA-I/UY06GMCpww4/s72-c/DSC_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3419744088267323374</id><published>2009-09-21T12:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:23:32.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Wrap ^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love it when my siblings come visit me! On Thursday night when I got home, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://servdalerd.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; was here. I love it when he comes home, because he's always awake when I get home at night, so I have someone to talk to for a while before I go to bed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On Friday, my mom, my brother, and I got to hand out and spend some quality time together. We went and ate at Olive Garden, and then went to IO Metro and Hobby Lobby. (Or I guess we drug Kirby there) But it was still fun. I had to work Friday night, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://moopandsaba.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Becke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;' and Eric and the boy's came into town for the Razorback game. (We wont' go there, sad loss) I didn't get to see them on Friday, so they were nice enough to come and eat at Sassy's on Saturday, since I had to work a double. Thanks for coming to see me! It always makes work better when you get to see people you know, especially your own family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On Sunday we celebrated my birthday &amp;amp; Sammy-who-who's birthday. We had home made  creamy chicken enchiladas (at my request) and delicious confetti cupcakes.... why are those soooo good?  Becke' and the BOYS didn't get to stick around long, because they had to get back so Eric could teach a class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Funny Story:  I guess mom took the boys to go see the meatball movie, Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. Well Sam, came and hopped in bed with me Sunday morning (and Becke', they brought me a play-doh birthday cake that they had made! How sweet) Well, were laying there, and Sam looks up and says, WOW, LOOK AT ALL THOSE MEATBALLS, THEY'RE HUGE.  It was so funny, he was referring to a picture in my room, and then looked at another picture and said there's more meatballs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;VERY IMPORTANT: PLEASE PRAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hannah Crumby, is a beautiful, smart, loving four year old girl in my Sunday School Class. This past week, she got really sick, so her parents took her to the doctor. They ran some tests (blood tests) and went ahead and transferred her to the Children's hospital. From there, they diagnosed her with Leukemia. Please pray for the Crumby family, that God will provide the best treatment plan for Hannah and that he will give them the strength and courage they need to get through this difficult time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank you for prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;FYI: It's almost that time of the year again, where Northwest Arkansas is extremely crowded.... Prepare yourself for the 10th Annual &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bike, Blues &amp;amp; BBQ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you believe this is already the 10th one? I couldn't!&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/8300094896882599721-3419744088267323374?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3419744088267323374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3419744088267323374&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3419744088267323374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3419744088267323374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-wrap.html' title='Weekend Wrap ^'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5175395835490344836</id><published>2009-09-17T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:47:27.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGjEo4YiZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/L8kMklQMgTM/s1600-h/DSC00875_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGjEo4YiZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/L8kMklQMgTM/s320/DSC00875_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382262329773164946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy SIX years to the best boyfriend in the world! These past years have been a blessing and I look forward to spending many more GREAT years together.  Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-5175395835490344836?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5175395835490344836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5175395835490344836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5175395835490344836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5175395835490344836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGjEo4YiZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/L8kMklQMgTM/s72-c/DSC00875_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1195554848639639012</id><published>2009-09-16T21:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:29:41.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the odds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcoOxxTnI/AAAAAAAAA8U/LLfAN8Z5NzI/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcoOxxTnI/AAAAAAAAA8U/LLfAN8Z5NzI/s320/DSC00881.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382255244660002418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Of stepping on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FROG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; in your own driveway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; knowing what that squishy thing is under your foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So when you move your foot, you realize you just squashed a FROG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The good news is -- He Lived! He hopped away very slowly, and it took him a minute to get himself &lt;i&gt;UNSTUCK&lt;/i&gt; from the ground.... I know, isn't that horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The bad news... something long and stringy came out of him.... guts? or did he go to the bathroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm SORRY Mr. FROG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcncdh_XI/AAAAAAAAA8M/pkJq2BSPPsQ/s320/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382255231153339762" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcm-e4kaI/AAAAAAAAA8E/v0XHjfPyunM/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcm-e4kaI/AAAAAAAAA8E/v0XHjfPyunM/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382255223105950114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcmZfeeHI/AAAAAAAAA78/ueebK_6Ce5M/s1600-h/DSC00886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcmZfeeHI/AAAAAAAAA78/ueebK_6Ce5M/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382255213176322162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not sure what that is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-1195554848639639012?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1195554848639639012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1195554848639639012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1195554848639639012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1195554848639639012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-are-odds.html' title='What are the odds...'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SrGcoOxxTnI/AAAAAAAAA8U/LLfAN8Z5NzI/s72-c/DSC00881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5776828812789795152</id><published>2009-09-15T02:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:27:00.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sammy-Who-Who !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sq7-dfeFrmI/AAAAAAAAA70/FwbgLoKJ0M8/s1600-h/DSC_0208_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sq7-dfeFrmI/AAAAAAAAA70/FwbgLoKJ0M8/s320/DSC_0208_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381518387371683426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Today is your&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; SpEcIaL&lt;/span&gt; day, and I hope it is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; one! I can't believe you are 4 years old. You are turning into such a charming little boy with a wonderful personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday SAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I love you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-5776828812789795152?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5776828812789795152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5776828812789795152&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5776828812789795152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5776828812789795152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-sammy-who-who.html' title='Happy Birthday Sammy-Who-Who !!!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sq7-dfeFrmI/AAAAAAAAA70/FwbgLoKJ0M8/s72-c/DSC_0208_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7204506080357773969</id><published>2009-09-09T11:51:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:25:59.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addiction....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;N'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I always knew as a future teacher that I would have to start buying children's books, but I didn't know that it would hit me this soon! As most of you know, this is my first REAL semester of school. I have finally entered the final stages of  my degree, and I finally feel like I'm not wasting money on school and my classes are actually beneficial. I have fallen head over heels for picture books...... and that's all I've been buying, so hopefully I can follow my dream and teach first grade one day! One of my most favorite authors is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ERIC CARLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SqfhC16mhRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/QGEftt01Qbg/s1600-h/worldofec_234x194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SqfhC16mhRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/QGEftt01Qbg/s320/worldofec_234x194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379515718866208018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 194px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;His illustrations are amazin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;g, &lt;b&gt;and his books are classics! They will never grow old and will always be a classroom favorite. For my Children's Literature class we have to do an Author Study..... Can you guess who I chose? YEP --&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;ERIC CARLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; I'm actually pretty excited about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;What are some of your favorite children's books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;One that has a lot of meaning to me is......&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Love You Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6z-oBkgJ4Ow"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to listen to the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sqfjoxr9qHI/AAAAAAAAA60/dfFj1W9OJT4/s320/Book111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379518569589352562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;What a GREAT Book for any family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;*AND IF ANYONE KNOWS OF ANY GREAT PLACES TO BUY CHILDREN'S BOOKS FOR A GREAT PRICE, LET ME KNOW! I AM OPEN FOR ANY SUGGESTIONS!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-7204506080357773969?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7204506080357773969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7204506080357773969&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7204506080357773969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7204506080357773969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-addiction.html' title='New Addiction....'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SqfhC16mhRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/QGEftt01Qbg/s72-c/worldofec_234x194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5104698967034447518</id><published>2009-09-04T00:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:04:02.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*Happy Birthday Misty*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Misty!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hope you have a wonderful Birthday &amp;amp; may all your dreams and wishes come true. Thank you so much for everything you do, but most of all thank you for being YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love ya!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SqHwzOzlocI/AAAAAAAAA6U/rBU_Ow9TyMY/s1600-h/4682_1171500808327_1252210970_30470767_4036704_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SqHwzOzlocI/AAAAAAAAA6U/rBU_Ow9TyMY/s320/4682_1171500808327_1252210970_30470767_4036704_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377844192995549634" style="display: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B-lPrzmI/AAAAAAAAA6E/v4K4CNLgkA4/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376948286020898402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B-NK5DdI/AAAAAAAAA58/a2WQneSVqE8/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's that time of the year again, back to school means back to the fair! The Washington County Fair is a well known event held in Northwest Arkansas, like many other fairs, you've got your yummy food, fun rides, arts and crafts, tractors, and lot's of animals. Growing up, my family use to show cows. This was a great way to spend time together as a family (lot's of time). If you've never shown before, then you don't realize how much time and energy showing an animal takes! Well, for us anyways. I'm sure there are the ones who do nothing to prepare for the fair, show up, show their animal and go home. But, if we were going to do it, then we were going to give it our best shot and go all out. GO BIG OR GO HOME.... right? = ) I can remember as a child, getting up before the roosters would even crow, probably about the time I GO to be now. Head over to Tontitown (Red Oak Estates) and start the fun and exciting process. We would jam to John Michael Montgomery &amp;amp; Garth Brooks and do our best to wake up, because we had a fun and exciting week ahead of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As for the carnival rides, we were never allowed to step foot on a ride as long as the fair was going on. = (     I remember always being so heart broken when all my friends (even fellow show friends) would go ride, but I never could! But on Saturday morning, when the fair was over, us kids would ride as many rides as we wanted, as fast as we wanted, because there were no silly lines. See, my parents knew what they were doing after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here are some random pictures from the good ole' days... ENJOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*Oh did I mention, if you love fair food, then you should try living there for a week, and having to eat it everyday, you will learn to like other stuff better.... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B-NK5DdI/AAAAAAAAA58/a2WQneSVqE8/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B-NK5DdI/AAAAAAAAA58/a2WQneSVqE8/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376948279558344146" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B9C_h6pI/AAAAAAAAA5s/d_gDeafGQ34/s1600-h/IMG_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B9C_h6pI/AAAAAAAAA5s/d_gDeafGQ34/s320/IMG_0886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376948259646466706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B8Vo5g_I/AAAAAAAAA5k/sdl8Se4OpRc/s1600-h/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7Aw_aHQAI/AAAAAAAAA4s/_UjsZ6lBZPc/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376946953014165506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AwbJxx6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/zy6LNCPQFa0/s1600-h/IMG_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AwbJxx6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/zy6LNCPQFa0/s320/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376946943281973154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AvpEQD2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/s2_KcSf0jgE/s1600-h/IMG_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AB59tX_I/AAAAAAAAA4M/focqVjAD1IU/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376946144099000306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7ABSIpYsI/AAAAAAAAA4E/AiWWZPiEa8c/s1600-h/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7ABSIpYsI/AAAAAAAAA4E/AiWWZPiEa8c/s320/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376946133407457986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AA9NQIHI/AAAAAAAAA38/pLCkr4tmoas/s1600-h/IMG_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AA9NQIHI/AAAAAAAAA38/pLCkr4tmoas/s320/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376946127789629554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AAVdPyeI/AAAAAAAAA30/HT_WyMu2huc/s1600-h/IMG_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7AAVdPyeI/AAAAAAAAA30/HT_WyMu2huc/s320/IMG_0875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376946117119298018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6___ykDSI/AAAAAAAAA3s/9ClyuGgYmmg/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6___ykDSI/AAAAAAAAA3s/9ClyuGgYmmg/s320/IMG_0874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376946111303126306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_sPQOOyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/wOEh-dfS0Q4/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_sPQOOyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/wOEh-dfS0Q4/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945771856673570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_rYI7c6I/AAAAAAAAA3c/-P6LdCo2zWs/s1600-h/IMG_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_rYI7c6I/AAAAAAAAA3c/-P6LdCo2zWs/s320/IMG_0872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945757062132642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_rH0KoLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/DSBKfbTiZqo/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_rH0KoLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/DSBKfbTiZqo/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945752680079538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_qf2VomI/AAAAAAAAA3M/QgDoCZGe6vQ/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_qf2VomI/AAAAAAAAA3M/QgDoCZGe6vQ/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945741951771234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_p2cKMhI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vee_w81D14g/s1600-h/IMG_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_p2cKMhI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vee_w81D14g/s320/IMG_0870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945730836115986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_UM9ROwI/AAAAAAAAA28/juqyIykN2oY/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_UM9ROwI/AAAAAAAAA28/juqyIykN2oY/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945358923447042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_T5ncjbI/AAAAAAAAA20/BPhCr0LsY4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_T5ncjbI/AAAAAAAAA20/BPhCr0LsY4Q/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945353731640754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_TAM30pI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ymwUgCLHH0c/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_TAM30pI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ymwUgCLHH0c/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945338319360658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_S7hoVUI/AAAAAAAAA2k/9ki8Ockp9-c/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_S7hoVUI/AAAAAAAAA2k/9ki8Ockp9-c/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945337064248642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_SBvRtZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/h6vI2vhxlic/s1600-h/IMG_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6_SBvRtZI/AAAAAAAAA2c/h6vI2vhxlic/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376945321552229778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-5LdQvVI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Wr0uZdbIbIs/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-5LdQvVI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Wr0uZdbIbIs/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944894664293714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That was the year I was born.... so mom must have been 8 months pregnant with me... wow! What a trooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-4csWkVI/AAAAAAAAA2M/uOnsYTTi0Pw/s1600-h/IMG_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-4csWkVI/AAAAAAAAA2M/uOnsYTTi0Pw/s320/IMG_0862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944882111123794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-3zQZpSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/A4dyREqcyD4/s1600-h/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-3zQZpSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/A4dyREqcyD4/s320/IMG_0861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944870988031266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-3V7-wmI/AAAAAAAAA18/6amojPpBG3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-3V7-wmI/AAAAAAAAA18/6amojPpBG3Q/s320/IMG_0859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944863117754978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yes..... that's me! Who needs a pack-n-play when you got feeds sacks?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-2nsszOI/AAAAAAAAA10/F-QxLiYVavk/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp6-2nsszOI/AAAAAAAAA10/F-QxLiYVavk/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376944850705632482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp685ZI9fvI/AAAAAAAAA08/HzR82XmDUTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp685ZI9fvI/AAAAAAAAA08/HzR82XmDUTQ/s320/IMG_0856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376942699313987314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp682v_4yoI/AAAAAAAAA00/ADTLBmGJ4cg/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp682v_4yoI/AAAAAAAAA00/ADTLBmGJ4cg/s320/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376942653910338178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp682PGfMSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/O2J3PT-gDtM/s1600-h/IMG_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp682PGfMSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/O2J3PT-gDtM/s320/IMG_0854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376942645079650594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp681pfgsnI/AAAAAAAAA0k/uaBQehAbYGc/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp681pfgsnI/AAAAAAAAA0k/uaBQehAbYGc/s320/IMG_0853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376942634984059506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-5263896384808157591?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5263896384808157591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5263896384808157591&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5263896384808157591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5263896384808157591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/washington-county-fair.html' title='Washington County Fair'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sp7B-lPrzmI/AAAAAAAAA6E/v4K4CNLgkA4/s72-c/IMG_0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-4266763058956529233</id><published>2009-08-25T00:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:23:00.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY BiRtHdAy MoMmY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SpNvhsmeAAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/THLwlRf5AtQ/s1600-h/DSCN2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SpNvhsmeAAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/THLwlRf5AtQ/s320/DSCN2750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373761405082009602" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy Birthday to YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy Birthday to YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy Birthday to the World's BEST Mommy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy Birthday to YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Today is your special day &amp;amp; I pray that all your dreams and wishes come true! Thank you so much for all of your love and support through the years. You have truly been a blessing upon my life and I thank God everyday for providing me with such a loving, kind, caring, affectionate, beautiful, smart (and the list goes on and on and on and on) mom like you.  Thank you &amp;amp; Happy Birthday MOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I LU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SpNvhCN8wBI/AAAAAAAAA0U/p4THoeGB-s0/s1600-h/IMG_3938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SpNvhCN8wBI/AAAAAAAAA0U/p4THoeGB-s0/s320/IMG_3938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373761393704878098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-4266763058956529233?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4266763058956529233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=4266763058956529233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4266763058956529233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4266763058956529233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-mommy.html' title='HaPpY BiRtHdAy MoMmY!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SpNvhsmeAAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/THLwlRf5AtQ/s72-c/DSCN2750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5619793081022006014</id><published>2009-08-19T00:52:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:05:41.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ki-Ki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SouVzJBaNTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/qecbGlQZrsw/s1600-h/n603340374_1893709_6669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SouVzJBaNTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/qecbGlQZrsw/s320/n603340374_1893709_6669.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371551686397146418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today you are 26 years old, and I'm sure the birthday song, balloons, and cake are all much better in heaven. I just wish you were here for me to help you blow out the candles, and open your gifts. I still can't believe you're gone, and it still does not feel real. I miss you more and more everyday, but I know you are in a much better place, with no more pain and sorrow. If I only I knew how happy you truly are now, then maybe it would make things a little easier. I wish I was sending you some beautiful fresh cut flowers to work today, but instead I will just take some fake ones to your grave. I love you so much Ki-Ki and Happy 26th Birthday to my beautiful sister and forever always, my best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-5619793081022006014?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5619793081022006014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5619793081022006014&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5619793081022006014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5619793081022006014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-ki-kii-s.html' title='Happy Birthday Ki-Ki'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SouVzJBaNTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/qecbGlQZrsw/s72-c/n603340374_1893709_6669.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-6751687347765789951</id><published>2009-08-17T12:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:52:36.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a GREAT Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This past weekend was definitely one to remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On Friday, Mom and I headed out the door early, because I had to be at work at 4:00. So, we knew we had a lot to get done before then. We started off our morning by right by going to the bank and then STARBUCKS! If those things weren't so darn fattening, I would get one everyday! They are amazing! Then we went and got pedicures (and I got my nails painted) So, we sat there, got our feet worked on, our backs massaged, and sipped on our yummy coffees. Can you say pampered?  From there we headed to Target to kill sometime before we went to a new restaurant called Patron. There food was pretty good, but there salsa needs some work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*Funny Story @ Patron*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We ordered the fresh avocado dip, and were eating away, when mom said, "are these bell peppers"? I said, "no, surely not, they have to be jalapenos, they wouldn't put bell peppers in avocado dip". So mom tasted one, and said well its not hot, I think it's a bell pepper, so I grabbed one, stuck it in my mouth, and oh my goodness, that think lit my mouth on fire! I guzzled my diet coke, tried soaking up the heat with tortillia shells, but nothing would work! Finally after sucking on several ice cubes, it went away. So, there were either (1) both bell peppers and jalapenos in there, (2) or mine was way hotter then my mom's or (3) I'm a big baby and she is tuffer then me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We were going to go to a movie, but realized we probably wouldn't have enough time, so we shopped around some more at furniture stores and Hobby Lobby.  It's amazing how fast the day goes by when you're having fun with your amazing mommy, and not spending the day talking to grapes..... haha ha ha haha (inside joke)  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On Saturday, I had to work a double at work, so  didn't get to spend the day with my mommy. =(   We got new shirts in, and they are super cute. One of them has a lot of black and white, so I thought I would try to be cute and wear my black and white shox's instead of my light weight, comfy, nasty ole work shoes, yep! Bad idea! So, I text my mom and asked her if she would bring my my work shoes? And she said she would. Isn't she the best? But wait, it gets even better! So here she walks into Sassy's with my shoes, but wait those aren't my ole nasty work shoes.... those are clean and still white and smell pretty! She has went and bought me a new pair to wear! And let me tell you, I don't think I would have made it all day without those new shoes! My feet felt so much better immediately! Thank you mommy, you saved the day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SomVk_dcYjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/uWLBHyOnVnY/s1600-h/cn_142392_MED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SomVk_dcYjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/uWLBHyOnVnY/s320/cn_142392_MED.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988493358785074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 192px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Saturday was the "GRAND OPENING" for Sassy's so it was pretty busy all day. That night we had live music and lot's of people, but even better, my mommy and daddy came and ate! I love it when they come, it makes me so happy to see their beautiful faces! And then, they called Trey, and he came and joined them for some possum pie and banana pudding! = ) The bad news is that we were kind of busy, so I didn't get to spend a lot of time with them, but it was still work it for them to come!  Thank you!!! = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When I got home saturday night, I had to come up with a lesson for Sunday, yes, I know, I am a procrastinator. Well, I decided to do a lesson on Samson, the strongest man ever, and how Delilah cut his hair, and he lost his strength..... anyways! Well we did the cutest craft! We took Styrofoam cups, drew faces on them, and then planted some grass in them, and that was Samson's hair. They are suppose to water his hair, and watch his hair grow. And to never cut it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SomVlJTYu4I/AAAAAAAAAz8/KUfZrQcJGHk/s1600-h/Hairy+paper+cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SomVlJTYu4I/AAAAAAAAAz8/KUfZrQcJGHk/s320/Hairy+paper+cup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988496000957314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 303px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well, that about wraps up my weekend.... and it was a GREAT one!&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/8300094896882599721-6751687347765789951?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6751687347765789951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=6751687347765789951&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6751687347765789951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6751687347765789951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-great-weekend.html' title='What a GREAT Weekend!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SomVk_dcYjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/uWLBHyOnVnY/s72-c/cn_142392_MED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5662165386470201531</id><published>2009-08-05T10:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:43:48.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Problem #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I went to WalMart this morning to pick up a few things before our wonderful company arrives, and when I came back, I opened the garage door, pulled in, and try to put the door back down, but it wouldn't go! So I thought I would let it rest for a while, and cross my fingers that it will go back down later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Problem #2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I was headed out the door to go tanning and meet our wonderful company for lunch and I hear this loud buzzing in the garage. Thinking to myself that it's a killer bee and I need to get out of there fast, I notice it's a small innocent humming bird. The poor little birdie is stuck in the garage. It's just flying around by the ceiling, and it can't get down. That little stinker is so fast, I couldn't even think about catching it and setting it free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnmoW7nEtdI/AAAAAAAAAzc/FxyG-9hsuz8/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnmoW7nEtdI/AAAAAAAAAzc/FxyG-9hsuz8/s320/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366505542900823506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Solution #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I called my wonderful brilliant mommy and she said that dad said the sun will sometimes trigger the box in the garage and make it think there is something in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Solution #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Leave the bird alone for a while and pray it magically escapes, so I don't have to call animal control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnmoXaiCgGI/AAAAAAAAAzk/oPjYk5sdykA/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnmoXaiCgGI/AAAAAAAAAzk/oPjYk5sdykA/s320/DSC00851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366505551201206370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnmoXoV2A-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Y3rRYlSmDyY/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnmoXoV2A-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Y3rRYlSmDyY/s320/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366505554908152802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-5662165386470201531?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5662165386470201531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5662165386470201531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5662165386470201531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5662165386470201531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/08/double-trouble.html' title='Double Trouble'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnmoW7nEtdI/AAAAAAAAAzc/FxyG-9hsuz8/s72-c/DSC00854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-8148629312612790861</id><published>2009-07-30T23:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:03:00.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnJ6v4CBuEI/AAAAAAAAAzM/I6k20Fspg-0/s1600-h/sammy+who+who+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnJ6v4CBuEI/AAAAAAAAAzM/I6k20Fspg-0/s320/sammy+who+who+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364485069065009218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today, my wonderful parents have been married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 39 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;years! My mom and dad are both such great role models to me, and always want what's best. They have impacted my life in so many ways, I don't even know where to start! God has truly blessed me with the best parents ever. Through good times and bad, they have worked together, and continued to live life to the fullest. So, thank you for never giving up on me, and loving me as much as you do. I love you both soooo much and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnJ6wVQ_0VI/AAAAAAAAAzU/ioCUtYvT1ms/s1600-h/DSCN0488_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnJ6wVQ_0VI/AAAAAAAAAzU/ioCUtYvT1ms/s320/DSCN0488_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364485076912427346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-8148629312612790861?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8148629312612790861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=8148629312612790861&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8148629312612790861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8148629312612790861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnJ6v4CBuEI/AAAAAAAAAzM/I6k20Fspg-0/s72-c/sammy+who+who+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7852797765286070058</id><published>2009-07-30T09:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:26:27.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopting Elliott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnGtUUc3dDI/AAAAAAAAAzE/rPaaJjaKL6g/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnGtUUc3dDI/AAAAAAAAAzE/rPaaJjaKL6g/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364259195773744178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elliott belongs to a friend of Treys. They bought Elliott about six months ago, Elliott is now a little over a year old. Elliott has done no harm, he's just an individual who needs some love and attention. Elliott's owner bought him because he wanted something for his kids to ride, but he has not had the time and energy to put into Elliott, that Elliott needs. The owner is tired of messing with Elliott, so word got out that if no one takes Elliott, then he will shoot him. Well, Trey verified this information, and it was true. Neither one of us can bare the thought of shooting a horse for no reason, Elliott has done nothing wrong. So, we are taking Elliott. Stupid? Yes Probably, but at least he will have a good home! Elliott is a boy.... a "MAN" so he will have to be fixed before he can come visit &lt;b&gt;Miss&lt;/b&gt;. Kitty. I do not want a &lt;b&gt;MRS&lt;/b&gt;. Kitty. = )&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe Elliott needs a different name?!? Any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you have any name suggestions for the baby pony, I would love to hear them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnGtUCXTqlI/AAAAAAAAAy8/MZav9u97MIg/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnGtUCXTqlI/AAAAAAAAAy8/MZav9u97MIg/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364259190918589010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnGtTtRjpII/AAAAAAAAAy0/JS5PejL9_vE/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnGtTtRjpII/AAAAAAAAAy0/JS5PejL9_vE/s320/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364259185257325698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7852797765286070058?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7852797765286070058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7852797765286070058&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7852797765286070058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7852797765286070058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/adopting-elliott.html' title='Adopting Elliott'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnGtUUc3dDI/AAAAAAAAAzE/rPaaJjaKL6g/s72-c/DSC00842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1353543990039113395</id><published>2009-07-29T22:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:09:05.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ba-BEE  HorSuh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ok.... So you're probably wondering what the heck, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ba-BEE  HorSuh. Well, Peyton loves the baby horse and if you can picture an almost 2 year old saying baby horse, then well, you get the point! It's priceless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, fantasy; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;st Sunday, Star, the pony had her first baby, a little boy! He is so cute. I was going to take pictures the day he was born, but when I got my camera out... well, it was dead! So, I got some pictures today, but he has already grown so much! I'm not sure if he has a name yet. Landon want's to name him Rocky, and other people vote on CoCo. But according to Landon he has a name already and it "Rocky Bailey Thunder" WOW! What a name to live up to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbE3OCrTI/AAAAAAAAAyE/iVFNGQmwnew/s1600-h/DSC00837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbE3OCrTI/AAAAAAAAAyE/iVFNGQmwnew/s320/DSC00837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098401531243826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbErO2z6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/4xF19jgfQpo/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbErO2z6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/4xF19jgfQpo/s320/DSC00824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098398313435042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbD63Hr2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/EtlwpN2VTy0/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbD63Hr2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/EtlwpN2VTy0/s320/DSC00820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098385328975714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbDmdtxII/AAAAAAAAAxs/2afBE4e-FYc/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbDmdtxII/AAAAAAAAAxs/2afBE4e-FYc/s320/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098379853710466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbDXrr5OI/AAAAAAAAAxk/zufjsY1uwYw/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbDXrr5OI/AAAAAAAAAxk/zufjsY1uwYw/s320/DSC00830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098375885776098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had an audience... like always! The horses and cows love the baby too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEboZn-b5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/3TOlQT6YKGs/s1600-h/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEboZn-b5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/3TOlQT6YKGs/s320/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099012062244754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbo5EdjsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/nDDD-tgOtDQ/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbo5EdjsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/nDDD-tgOtDQ/s320/DSC00835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099020503224002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-1353543990039113395?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1353543990039113395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1353543990039113395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1353543990039113395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1353543990039113395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/ba-bee-horsuh.html' title='Ba-BEE  HorSuh'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SnEbE3OCrTI/AAAAAAAAAyE/iVFNGQmwnew/s72-c/DSC00837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7861548400420913343</id><published>2009-07-28T11:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:18:02.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you asked..... And it's worth knowing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sm8j96MgCrI/AAAAAAAAAxE/guZFESyzCtg/s1600-h/Lemonade_Cheesecake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sm8j96MgCrI/AAAAAAAAAxE/guZFESyzCtg/s320/Lemonade_Cheesecake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363545227722230450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;LEMONADE CHEESECAKE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(67, 67, 67); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div class="printWhatYouNeed"&gt;&lt;div id="recipeGradHeading" class="recipeGradHeading" style="float: left; width: 444px; margin-bottom: 15px; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;div class="head" style="float: left; width: 422px; height: 37px; background-color: rgb(235, 236, 237); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="float: left; color: rgb(0, 80, 151); padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What You Need!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ingredients" style="float: left; width: 444px; margin-bottom: 20px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div class="table-row-gray" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 421px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="column1" style="float: left; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; vertical-align: top; width: 408px; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="textarea" style="margin-bottom: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 pkg. (8 oz.) PHILADELPHIA Fat Free Cream Cheese, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="table-row" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 421px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="column1" style="float: left; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; vertical-align: top; width: 408px; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="textarea" style="margin-bottom: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 tsp.  CRYSTAL LIGHT Lemonade Flavor Drink Mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="table-row-gray" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 421px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="column1" style="float: left; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; vertical-align: top; width: 408px; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="textarea" style="margin-bottom: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1/4 cup cold fat-free milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="table-row" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 421px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="column1" style="float: left; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; vertical-align: top; width: 408px; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="textarea" style="margin-bottom: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 tub  (8 oz.) COOL WHIP FREE Whipped Topping, thawed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="table-row-gray" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 421px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="column1" style="float: left; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; vertical-align: top; width: 408px; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="textarea" style="margin-bottom: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 ready-to-use reduced-fat graham cracker crumb crust (6 oz.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="stdContBlock" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; float: left; clear: both; width: 444px; "&gt;&lt;div id="recipeGradHeading" class="recipeGradHeading" style="float: left; width: 444px; margin-bottom: 15px; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;div class="head" style="float: left; width: 422px; height: 37px; background-color: rgb(235, 236, 237); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="float: left; color: rgb(0, 80, 151); padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Make It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="recipeMakeItText" style="float: left; clear: both; width: 407px; "&gt;&lt;div class="stdContBlock" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; float: left; clear: both; width: 407px; "&gt;&lt;div class="textarea"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 20px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;BEAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;cream cheese and drink mix in large bowl with mixer until well blended. Gradually add milk, mixing until well blended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 20px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;STIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;in COOL WHIP; spoon into crust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; * I added a little bit of cool whip to the top of the mixture after I spooned it into the crust. It kind of calms it down a little bit, if you think it is too tart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 20px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;REFRIGERATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4 hours or until firm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8300094896882599721-7861548400420913343?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7861548400420913343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7861548400420913343&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7861548400420913343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7861548400420913343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-you-asked-and-its-worth-knowing.html' title='Because you asked..... And it&apos;s worth knowing!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sm8j96MgCrI/AAAAAAAAAxE/guZFESyzCtg/s72-c/Lemonade_Cheesecake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7393011139778154718</id><published>2009-07-15T16:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:09:14.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Dinner!</title><content type='html'>I am cooking dinner tonight and I am so excited! I love to cook, I just hardly have time to do it! My goal now, since I'm not working as much is to cook dinner at least once a week...... but the more the better, or that's what my mom's thinking! = ) Tonight we are having Amelia's famous grilled chicken, Springtime Asparagus, Spicy Grilled mushrooms and lemonade cheesecake. YUMMMY....... well I will let you know if it is yummy or not! (All of the recipes above came from Kraft Foods, except for the chicken)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7393011139778154718?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7393011139778154718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7393011139778154718&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7393011139778154718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7393011139778154718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/cooking-dinner.html' title='Cooking Dinner!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-786053135074662070</id><published>2009-07-15T12:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:04:16.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Supplies</title><content type='html'>I love it when stores start to put out school supplies, but most of all, when they put out teaching supplies! These cute and wonderful things, really makes me want to be a teacher! I can't wait for the day that I have my own classroom full of children. I think it would be so much fun decorating a classroom! Filling it with fun and exciting things, name plates for the desks, bulletin boards, behavior charts, and much much more! The other day I saw some decorations at the Dollar store, you can't beat that..... $1! And Target had some cool stuff in their dollar section. I did buy a grade book and a lesson plan book! I can't wait to use it one day! Hopefully these next two years will go by fast and I will have my own classroom before I know it! (I can hear it now..... Ms. Martens!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-786053135074662070?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/786053135074662070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=786053135074662070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/786053135074662070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/786053135074662070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-supplies.html' title='School Supplies'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-6478324428310171293</id><published>2009-07-14T21:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:02:56.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stink'N Lincoln</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This past Sunday, Trey &amp;amp; I went riding in the good ole' Lincoln, AR! This is where Trey has hunted for several years now, so as you can imagine, it's very woodsy, which is what we wanted! We were about sick of the dirt roads by his house. Getting the horses loaded in the trailer was pretty exciting. A gallon of feed, and a rope burn later, Cashew finally went in the trailer. Trey was getting very frustrated with him, but I kept reminding him that he has only been in a trailer twice that we know of..... PATIENCE! But, my precious Kitty walked right in and walked right out, she's so good! (She's only been in a trailer 3 times that we know of..... LOL) Riding in the woods was very exciting, and very good for the horses. They had to cross a lot of tree limbs (left over from the ice storm) and weave in and out of trees. Cashew was like a bull dozer. He just plowed right through the messy woods. After we got done riding, we picked some fresh blackberries. Our intentions were to pick enough to make a cobbler, but we didn't quite manage that one! It took a long time to pick as many as we got, but they were yummy! i ate 1/2 of them on the way home, it was a great healthy snack! And yes, I did get several chigger bites! = /  Next Sunday we plan on going again, but this time we want to go to wither Goshen or Wedington Woods! Do you know of any good places to ride? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GkKNfFXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/uVeeM9xWhns/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GkKNfFXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/uVeeM9xWhns/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358516718670910834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GknpKqNI/AAAAAAAAAwc/8RjPXuUBK10/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GknpKqNI/AAAAAAAAAwc/8RjPXuUBK10/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358516726571641042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1Gk6ESNjI/AAAAAAAAAwk/8ZOTwPpw9dU/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1Gk6ESNjI/AAAAAAAAAwk/8ZOTwPpw9dU/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358516731517220402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GlIp0GtI/AAAAAAAAAws/Ya4wEx8zcRg/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GlIp0GtI/AAAAAAAAAws/Ya4wEx8zcRg/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358516735432727250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GlRntOJI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Q7JaJcW_098/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GlRntOJI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Q7JaJcW_098/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358516737839806610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-6478324428310171293?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6478324428310171293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=6478324428310171293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6478324428310171293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6478324428310171293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/stinkn-lincoln.html' title='Stink&apos;N Lincoln'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sl1GkKNfFXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/uVeeM9xWhns/s72-c/IMG_0776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3107338705569903226</id><published>2009-07-13T13:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:05:12.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>17 months</title><content type='html'>I miss you, but, I'm still mad at you. I'm mad at you for leaving everybody behind. I'm mad at you for only thinking of yourself. I'm mad at you for being so stupid. I still feel anger build up inside, and I could just scream. Sometimes I just want to see your face so I can shake you as hard as I can and ask you what you were you thinking, and the wonderful question, "WHY"? I still love you so much, and I keep praying for the day when there will be no more pain and sorrow, but most of all no more anger. I hate feeling bitterness towards you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-3107338705569903226?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3107338705569903226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3107338705569903226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3107338705569903226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3107338705569903226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/17-months.html' title='17 months'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1096486246646908235</id><published>2009-07-09T14:54:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:28:51.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went out and rode Miss Kitty again, and let me tell ya, We Are Making Some Progress! It's amazing how much faster a horse will learn when you are able to ride everyday as appose to once a week! We haven't been wasting anytime this week! I have had her for six months, and to be honest with you, she has not made much progress (mainly my fault, because I have not had the time to work with her). But this past week she is starting to turn into the best horse ever! This week's goal has been neck reining. When she came back from the trainer she would neck rein, but not the way I want her to. I have always rode a horse that when you lay the reins over their neck they turn, not when you have to pull in. So, all week we have been focusing on laying the reins across her neck with a very little tug to help her, and she has been doing very good. But, today we were strictly turning with the reins across her neck! I was SOOOOOO excited. All that hard work this week paid off. And I'm sure if someone had a camera, they would have captured the worlds largest smile! I felt like we had actually accomplished something, and all that time was not a waste. We spent over an hour weaving in and out of the neighbors pine trees (Thanks for letting us borrow them!) And then we rode around in the yard, turning around random objects. I just hope when I go back tomorrow, she is still doing a great job, and didn't forget everything over night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiwi got to go with me since dad was home to baby-sit Bruiser. And she had a blast! On the way there we had to stop at Co-Op to get some feed. When I went in, I left Kiwi in the car, so I rolled down the windows just a hair. I cam back out, got in my car, and pull around to the back to load up my feed. Got out of the car, loaded up my feed- in my 2 door honda civic.... I need a truck! And started to get back in my car, but for some reason the door handle wouldn't open. Ya, it was locked! Kiwi locked me out! My keys were in the ignition, my phone in my purse in the passenger seat, and I was standing there like an idiot tugging on the handle like it's magically going to open. So, I walked around to the other side, gave a tug on that door, and nope, it was locked too! I started to push down on the window as hard as I could, trying to give myself some room to squeeze my arm in there. The good news is that I got my arm in there, unlocked the door, but all the sudden my arm wouldn't come back out! My arm was stuck! Now, I felt like an even bigger idiot. I open the door just in case Kiwi decides to lock it again, and out she bails, I try hollering at her, with my arm stuck in the window, but shoot, would you listen to someone yelling at you with their arm stuck in a window.... after all they can't come after you! Knowing my arm went in there, so therefore it has to come out, right? So, I close my eyes, count to 3, and pull as hard as I can. Let's just say that all the skin above my elbow was pulled back, and my arm is now swollen and starting to bruise, but at least I got my arm back! And now, I head off to find my dog, knowing she is in trouble because I'm now FREE! We finally get loaded up in the car and head to Farmington.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways, back to riding Miss Kitty, Kiwi followed me everywhere I went. And she didn't miss a beat. Even the hour we spent weaving in out and of the trees, she weaved in and out of the trees too. When we ran the fence, she ran the fence too. By the time we were done, her tongue was dragging the ground, and she was "dog tired". She even slept the whole way home, and if you know Kiwi, then you know she does not lie down in the car! We had fun today, but Kiwi did have to have a bath when we got home. For some reason she thought it would be a great idea to roll around in the barn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSmOM_1LI/AAAAAAAAAv0/T6DTfENkp5U/s1600-h/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSmOM_1LI/AAAAAAAAAv0/T6DTfENkp5U/s320/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559623404901554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSlZmhCjI/AAAAAAAAAvs/5SH9cdRroDY/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSlZmhCjI/AAAAAAAAAvs/5SH9cdRroDY/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559609284856370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSlJR16cI/AAAAAAAAAvk/IunlMn64tFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSlJR16cI/AAAAAAAAAvk/IunlMn64tFQ/s320/IMG_0766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559604903176642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from yesterday, Bennett and Ella riding Kitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSmUHbsiI/AAAAAAAAAv8/HH8Xy9QzVPM/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSmUHbsiI/AAAAAAAAAv8/HH8Xy9QzVPM/s320/IMG_0764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559624992174626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSmpA3GzI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rVdDS20Rc7g/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSmpA3GzI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rVdDS20Rc7g/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559630601755442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-1096486246646908235?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1096486246646908235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1096486246646908235&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1096486246646908235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1096486246646908235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/making-progress.html' title='Making progress'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SlZSmOM_1LI/AAAAAAAAAv0/T6DTfENkp5U/s72-c/IMG_0769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2589598082331573197</id><published>2009-07-08T20:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:04:54.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love My Life</title><content type='html'>Amazing...... Wonderful...... Magnificent...... THE BEST THING EVER!&lt;div&gt;There are no words to express how I feel! This week has been the best week ever. Last Thursday was my last day at the bank. So I now have FREE TIME. Yes, those are words you have never heard me say before, but it's true, believe your eyes, I just said it &amp;amp; I will say it again, FREE TIME.  On Monday I actually pulled a double at Sassy's but my day still didn't seem as long! I went to work, got a break for a couple of hours (put the house back in order) and went back to work. Yesterday was a great day too. I woke up early, headed to Farmington, rode Miss Kitty for several hours, laid out by the pool, headed to town for a pedicure, went and ate Mexican Food, and then rode Miss Kitty again. Does a day get any better? Today I baby-sat, but we still had fun! We went to go see Madagascar 2 and swam. So, that's what I've been up to these days! My summer has officially gotten better! The bad news is, I was looking at a calender, and realized I only have 6 weeks left before school starts back = (   That makes me sad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-2589598082331573197?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2589598082331573197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2589598082331573197&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2589598082331573197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2589598082331573197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-my-life.html' title='Love My Life'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2117537477836550685</id><published>2009-06-13T16:43:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:01:45.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQhdKPxj3I/AAAAAAAAAus/NoQ7YM5LqR8/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQhdKPxj3I/AAAAAAAAAus/NoQ7YM5LqR8/s320/IMG_0704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346935442446061426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpBifEZI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Hco_wYdAliU/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Christmas.......In June? Well you've heard of Christmas in July- so why not?  = )   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpBifEZI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Hco_wYdAliU/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;For Christmas, mom got Kirby and I gift certificates to Sky Venture Aviation, Inc. I had never heard of it before, but let me to you, it was a blast! We got to go to the old Fayetteville Airport, and fly a plane..... yes- we flew the plane! Can you believe it? First, you go through a 30-45 minute course training, and watch a video over the basics of a plane and how to fly and then you get to go outside, hop in a plane and take off! We both got to fly around for about 45 minutes. The view was great- we got to see some great buildings, and even the Razorback field!  I would definitely do it again, especially if I knew I wouldn't get sick again! (Because of such a small plane=no air &amp;amp; high altitude=ears pop) It was a great experience and a great way to spend the afternoon with my brother! Thank you !!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpXTijHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/XhXa5L3H-ho/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpXTijHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/XhXa5L3H-ho/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346934552598318194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpDyT5SI/AAAAAAAAAuM/UD3sFK60Zxo/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpDyT5SI/AAAAAAAAAuM/UD3sFK60Zxo/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346934547358672162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it Cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpvzcaHI/AAAAAAAAAuc/cT2-RW5O71I/s1600-h/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpvzcaHI/AAAAAAAAAuc/cT2-RW5O71I/s320/IMG_0702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346934559174584434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpwPae-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/I_jRan39zWE/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQgpwPae-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/I_jRan39zWE/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346934559291898850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess NIKE is in town for a track meet? This is the 40 million dollar plane they flew in.......... It was NICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-2117537477836550685?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2117537477836550685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2117537477836550685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2117537477836550685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2117537477836550685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas !!!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SjQhdKPxj3I/AAAAAAAAAus/NoQ7YM5LqR8/s72-c/IMG_0704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-8946334808262693277</id><published>2009-06-07T00:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:52:28.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*Surprise*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SitVHpMr-fI/AAAAAAAAAtE/kClqIuxTS6Y/s1600-h/4337_1116306300910_1024530166_30396465_4887568_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SitVHpMr-fI/AAAAAAAAAtE/kClqIuxTS6Y/s320/4337_1116306300910_1024530166_30396465_4887568_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344458972611738098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, when I came out to my car..... after a BAD/Slow night at Sassy's I found 3 beautiful &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my car windshield. I was so Shocked &amp;amp; Surprised and HAPPY!! It definitely turned a Bad night into a GREAT night! It's amazing how the smallest things can make the biggest difference! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SitVHxr7PjI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZBBnK7pldxc/s1600-h/n1024530166_30396461_2277496.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SitVHh7afVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/E0DSeE5uzfQ/s1600-h/4337_1116301260784_1024530166_30396455_7941439_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SitVHh7afVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/E0DSeE5uzfQ/s320/4337_1116301260784_1024530166_30396455_7941439_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344458970660240722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SitVHxr7PjI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZBBnK7pldxc/s320/n1024530166_30396461_2277496.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344458974890245682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-8946334808262693277?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8946334808262693277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=8946334808262693277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8946334808262693277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8946334808262693277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/surprise.html' title='*Surprise*'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SitVHpMr-fI/AAAAAAAAAtE/kClqIuxTS6Y/s72-c/4337_1116306300910_1024530166_30396465_4887568_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3295323963787951217</id><published>2009-06-02T21:17:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:35:22.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee-Z</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiXgY0rrzHI/AAAAAAAAAs8/svbctErZJnk/s1600-h/bee.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiXgY0rrzHI/AAAAAAAAAs8/svbctErZJnk/s320/bee.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342923250008312946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life has been craZy Bee-Z this week..... And it's only Tuesday! All the fun and excitement began yesterday.... Here are some great reasons  (excuses) why I never blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I work Full Time @ a Bank&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started a 2nd job yesterday at Sassy's &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started Summer School Yesterday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My life is very boring, I do the same ol' thing every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can clearly see what my life consists of and revolves around. I have no FUN what-so-ever..... ok- maybe a little!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you remember when my dear friend left the bank and we threw her a going away party not to long ago? Well, this is her and her husbands new restaurant: Sassy's Red House Bar B-Q &amp;amp; Grille.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was kind enough to let me start waiting tables there. The good news- its fun and exciting and hopefully I will make good tips. The bad news- I missed the whole week of training and it is very tiring and very hard work. But in the end it will pay off.... or I hope! If you like some good BB&amp;amp;Q  and a great atmosphere, then you should come on down and try it out! The food is amazing.... and the service is great too, hehe. I will be working there on MWF and Saturdays from 5:00-10:00! Some come see me! = )     *It is located past the old hospital towards Dixon st in Fayetteville, its a red building! You can't miss it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiXgYq8pNnI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tUGbvcgfgwA/s1600-h/4659_97697827497_730162497_2638223_1627468_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiXgYq8pNnI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tUGbvcgfgwA/s320/4659_97697827497_730162497_2638223_1627468_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342923247395092082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what? It's time for school AGAIN. Yeah! Wahooo! I'm so excited..... NOT! That 2 week break sure did go by fast ......... maybe because I spent a week of it at the beach, which was amazing! I am taking Survey of Exceptionalities this summer, hopefully it will go by fast too. The good news is that it is an online class, so I don't actually have to go to school!&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/8300094896882599721-3295323963787951217?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3295323963787951217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3295323963787951217&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3295323963787951217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3295323963787951217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/bee-z.html' title='Bee-Z'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiXgY0rrzHI/AAAAAAAAAs8/svbctErZJnk/s72-c/bee.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7526398609443132645</id><published>2009-06-02T08:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:36:37.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day Becke' !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiUqmyWshzI/AAAAAAAAAsc/rSwAiY9T5Fc/s1600-h/DSCN1783.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today is my wonderful sisters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiUqmyWshzI/AAAAAAAAAsc/rSwAiY9T5Fc/s1600-h/DSCN1783.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiUqmyWshzI/AAAAAAAAAsc/rSwAiY9T5Fc/s1600-h/DSCN1783.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;! Becke'- you are a wonderful daughter, amazing sister, fantastic wife, a great mother to your children and a friend to all.  You have so many great characteristics and talents, that have blessed those around you in many ways. I pray that God will continue to bless you and help you impact other people's lives, as much as you have impacted mine. Thanks for being such a phenomenal sister and an amazing role model. I love you &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiUqmyWshzI/AAAAAAAAAsc/rSwAiY9T5Fc/s1600-h/DSCN1783.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LULU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiUqmHHRyuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/uW_AthoAfn0/s1600-h/DSC_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiUqmHHRyuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/uW_AthoAfn0/s320/DSC_0702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342723367177931490" style="display: block; 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!!!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SiUqmHHRyuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/uW_AthoAfn0/s72-c/DSC_0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-6611222323648794770</id><published>2009-04-28T15:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:09:06.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 &amp; 4 year olds!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so most of you know how much I love young children, HINT: I want to be an elementary teacher! Well, I have been helping out with the 3 &amp;amp; 4 year old class at church, and it has been a blast. Well, now I get to come up with the lesson plans each week &amp;amp; I am so excited! I have so many great ideas just spilling out of my head. I want to do them all the first Sunday, but I realize I have to spread them out over time. I went to Lifeway today on my lunch break and found the BEST book ever-&lt;em&gt; The Humongous Book of Preschool Ideas 2&lt;/em&gt;. It is full of FUN &amp;amp; CREATIVE ideas. This book includes everything- bible experiences, crafts, games, songs, snacks, and prayers! I can't wait till this Sunday! Does anybody have any great ideas or resources, or crafts? I am open for any suggestions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-6611222323648794770?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6611222323648794770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=6611222323648794770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6611222323648794770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/6611222323648794770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-4-year-olds.html' title='3 &amp; 4 year olds!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7664183402604927509</id><published>2009-04-17T16:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:02:02.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Important!</title><content type='html'>I have a very important poll on my blog and I would love for everyone to take the time and give me your opinion! I have been trying to decide "when" to get my masters. A) As soon as I am done with my bachelors and put of teaching for another 1 and 1/2.   B) Go ahead and get a job, start teaching and then go back and get my Masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get my Masters in Administration. But I don't want that kind of job immediately. I DO want to tech for a while first (k, 1 or 2 grade) and then maybe one day be a principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions..... it doesn't matter if you are a teacher or not, I want to know what you think. But, if you are a teacher, are the chances of getting hired better if you have a masters? Just curious?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7664183402604927509?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7664183402604927509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7664183402604927509&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7664183402604927509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7664183402604927509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/important.html' title='Important!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7783163551190396899</id><published>2009-04-13T22:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:47:07.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more weeks....</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited.... I just can't hide it..... I'm about to..... ok-ok-ok, so on with the post. &lt;div&gt;ONLY 3 MORE WEEKS OF SCHOOL LEFT AND THAN FINALS. WAHOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's not exciting about that? I can't wait to be done this semester! I am so burned out on History, I don't know if I can take anymore! But, I guess that's what I get for putting them all off till the very last semester.... oops! Overall, this semester hasn't been too bad. AND it actually went by pretty fast. YAY  You know, I've always heard the saying, "the older you get the faster time goes by" and I never really believed it until now. It seems like the older and older I get, the faster time seems to be flying out the window. It almost scares me, and I wish it would slow down.... never thought I would say that. I had always planned on graduating in 2011, and getting  married that summer, but those are 2 major things, and I don't know if I'm ready! The idea of being a responsible adult, and teaching a classroom full of five year olds is scary. And there's always the question, what if they don't like me, or what if I'm not any good at teaching, then what? Do I have to start over, and find another career..... or even worse...... What if I love the job, and I love the kids, and the kids love me, but my crappy ole' knees wont let me squat and sit on  the ground like I need to be able to do, so I can get on the same level as the kids..... LOL-- That was suppose to be a joke.... funny. But seriously these old knees aren't as good as they use to be. = /    And then there's marriage. What... marriage? Ahhhh  RUN....Fast! Trey and I have decided that when we get married, we will have to continue to live where we are. I will live with my parents and he will live with his. REASON: We are both the babies in the our family, and unless you are the baby in your family, you have no idea how hard this job is...... hard but very enjoyable! So, we have decided to live at home, because, admit, mom dad, Hugh, Judy, you need us. And we will save so much more money! = )  And, if we do happen to have kids one day, they will live with me, and go to their dad's (or grandparents I guess) every other weekend.  Isn't that a GREAT idea? Okay.... maybe not, but it sounds good for now!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, back to school. Yes, only 3 more weeks, and I can't wait. The only bad thing is that there is soooo much due towards then end of the semester.... crazy stuff like crazy projects, reports, and more tests.   ERRRR  no more tests- please!! And speaking of book reports, I have one due Wednesday, yes this wednesday, and asked me if I have started reading the book yet.... "Amelia, Have you started reading the book yet"? WELL YES I HAVE, THAT'S A DUMB QUESTION, WHO WOULD HAVE A BOOK REPORT DUE ON WEDNESDAY... IN 2 DAYS AND NOT START READING THE BOOK YET!   But..... I am only on chapter 1..... that's a start?  Well, I guess I better get off of here and go read some more, so I don't get behind..... LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you have a great day tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7783163551190396899?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7783163551190396899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7783163551190396899&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7783163551190396899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7783163551190396899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-more-weeks.html' title='3 more weeks....'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3220831789280641999</id><published>2009-04-13T01:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:18:00.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF6gmmpJcI/AAAAAAAAArk/yLK8n8tP9ww/s1600-h/DSCN0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF6gmmpJcI/AAAAAAAAArk/yLK8n8tP9ww/s320/DSCN0895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323670935065667010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 14 months since I saw your beautiful face last. I can still remember that day like yesterday. You were your cheery self, so peppy and excited that morning. You were running around trying to find something to wear, asking me if everything you tried on looked ok. We finally agreed on a beautiful outfit. You looked beautiful, you always looked beautiful. I was running late and I had a major test that day, so I ran out the door very quickly, not telling you bye. I always tell you bye, I never did NOT tell you bye. But I didn't that morning, I was selfish and nervous and scared all at the same time. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not telling you bye, but little did I know that it would be one of the biggest mistakes in my life, for not saying one little word: B-Y-E. I miss you more than ever. I try to be strong, but sometimes its so hard. It does seem to be getting a little bit easier now, but it's still not fair, it still sucks. And I still don't get it. I still don't understand "WHY". Why did you have to leave me that day? I know you're in a better place, a much more beautiful and peaceful place, but I wish you were still here with me. Helping me, loving me, and just being there for me. It's not the same, I miss my friend. &lt;div&gt;I love you Ki Ki, more than ever.  xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF6g-4m57I/AAAAAAAAArs/BZ6VYoek7j0/s1600-h/IMG_3425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF6g-4m57I/AAAAAAAAArs/BZ6VYoek7j0/s320/IMG_3425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323670941583468466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's just something wrong with this picture, we go from one happy family, to standing over your headstone.  It's just not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF6hPx1h-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/S1cF0lB31d8/s1600-h/DSCN2489_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF6hPx1h-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/S1cF0lB31d8/s320/DSCN2489_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323670946118469602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-3220831789280641999?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3220831789280641999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3220831789280641999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3220831789280641999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3220831789280641999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/14-months.html' title='14 months'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF6gmmpJcI/AAAAAAAAArk/yLK8n8tP9ww/s72-c/DSCN0895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7998215557536220209</id><published>2009-04-11T23:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:59:23.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF0x96-mnI/AAAAAAAAArc/jwnhRPTgx3U/s1600-h/draped-cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF0x96-mnI/AAAAAAAAArc/jwnhRPTgx3U/s320/draped-cross.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323664636312984178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);   font-weight: bold; font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tomorrow is Easter, and what an exciting day it truly is. Many people are out buying wonderful treats for goodie baskets or special surprises for those cute little eggs. These things are truly exciting, and what joy it is to wake up in the morning, and find hidden treasures waiting for you on the kitchen table! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;t is so much fun to get caught up in the bright colors and cheery decorations that Easter has to offer. But, please do not let this holiday slip away without recognizing its true meaning.  It is a time of celebration of the resurrection of Jesus. The time when he overcame death and rose to live in heaven forever. And, because He has risen, we Christians have the hope of eternal life. Please take the time to read Matthew 27:11-66/28:1-20 by yourself, or even better with a loved one or as a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If you have any kids, grandkids, nieces or nephews- here's a fun idea you can do with them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-size:16px;"&gt;Jelly Bean Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;RED IS FOR THE BLOOD HE GAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008b00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;GREEN IS FOR THE GRASS HE MADE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;YELLOW IS FOR THE SUN SO BRIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff7f00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ORANGE IS FOR THE EDGE OF NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;BLACK IS FOR THE SINS WE MADE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;WHITE IS FOR THE GRACE HE GAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;PURPLE IS FOR HIS HOUR OF SORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;PINK IS FOR OUR NEW TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BAG FULL OF JELLY BEANS&lt;br /&gt;COLORFUL AND SWEET, &lt;br /&gt;IS A PRAYER, IS A PROMISE,&lt;br /&gt;IS A SPECIAL TREAT &lt;br /&gt;MAY THE JOY OF CHRIST'S RESURRECTION&lt;br /&gt;FILL YOUR HEART AND BLESS YOUR LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);   font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Happy Easter Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-7998215557536220209?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7998215557536220209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7998215557536220209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7998215557536220209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7998215557536220209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeF0x96-mnI/AAAAAAAAArc/jwnhRPTgx3U/s72-c/draped-cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7999703819245466537</id><published>2009-04-10T22:00:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:28:57.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Potluck Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeAJ1ryg4RI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_AwpuodcBhY/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeAJ1ryg4RI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_AwpuodcBhY/s320/DSC00618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323265577444237586" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was Shawna's last day at Metropolitan National Bank. She has been with MNB for a little over 2 years, and she has been a blessing to this bank. Shawna always has a smile on her face and she has the ability to lift everyone else's spirits.  She's always positive and has a good attitude towards everything. She means the world to me and I hated saying goodbye.... it was hard.&lt;div&gt;The good news is that I will be working with her at Sassy's (a new BBQ place going, but it hasn't opened yet).  In honor of Miss Shawna, we had a Mexican potluck! It turned out really good! We had taco meat, chicken fajitas, rice, beans, cheese dip, seven layer dip, guacamole, salsa, cookies, cake and many more yummy foods! We also got her some beautiful roses, a picture frame and a giant poster frame with pictures and signatures.... it turned out really good! It was a fun day, but a sad day at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeAN-2tx8YI/AAAAAAAAArU/ku3IPDT1X60/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeAN-2tx8YI/AAAAAAAAArU/ku3IPDT1X60/s320/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323270133042508162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeAN-vO1DPI/AAAAAAAAArM/utnTDU66cl4/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeAN-vO1DPI/AAAAAAAAArM/utnTDU66cl4/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323270131033640178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SeAN-cSNcLI/AAAAAAAAArE/9alLaFKBQUE/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdmB28OBWCI/AAAAAAAAAos/ukn7GVbvZC0/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321427215592806434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Each year, for more than 40 years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bowl For Kids’ Sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; has supported &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Big Brothers Big Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; agencies through out the country. This was my third year in a row to participate and help raise money for this program. It is a great way to reach out to our community and help others..... in a fun and exciting way.  This year, we raised over $6000.00! at our Bowl 4 Kids' Sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdmB2xE1ziI/AAAAAAAAAok/typjo87fpMM/s1600-h/IMG_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdmB2xE1ziI/AAAAAAAAAok/typjo87fpMM/s320/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321427212601511458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdmB2qTknaI/AAAAAAAAAoc/PXCTqbwxEsg/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Sake'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdmB28OBWCI/AAAAAAAAAos/ukn7GVbvZC0/s72-c/IMG_0587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-2254066443249618896</id><published>2009-04-03T00:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:00:00.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Trey Bailey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to the most wonderful boyfriend in the world! I hope your day is full of cheer and sunshine &amp;amp; may all your dreams and wishes come true! You're the best &amp;amp; I look forward to celebrating many more GREAT Birthday's with you! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;Happy Day 2 you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdWELYnAAWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UcwTm5Si42g/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdWELYnAAWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UcwTm5Si42g/s320/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303865927565666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdWELKrYIXI/AAAAAAAAAms/EyWlgVhEb2k/s1600-h/s524155104_2552959_7259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdWBNYwvIxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/4Fzcu99BMug/s320/DSCN1536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320300601793258258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdWBM8tYjtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GEMojuIP-Xc/s1600-h/DSCN0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdWBM8tYjtI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GEMojuIP-Xc/s320/DSCN0640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320300594263002834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-2254066443249618896?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2254066443249618896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=2254066443249618896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2254066443249618896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/2254066443249618896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-trey-bailey.html' title='Happy Birthday Trey Bailey!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdWELYnAAWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UcwTm5Si42g/s72-c/DSC00515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-4272480405158320276</id><published>2009-04-02T22:38:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:45:35.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally..... FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>Why is it that Friday's are so great? I mean really, why does one person look forward to one particular day so much? It's another day that consists of the same duties as Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Is it because we know the super short weekend follows this fantastic day called Friday? Well.....of course it is!!!!! I hope everyone has a Happy Friday &amp;amp; hopefully you are just as happy as I am about this marvelous day that will be here in exactly 1 hour and 22 minutes!  Again..... Happy Friday 2 u.   = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-4272480405158320276?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4272480405158320276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=4272480405158320276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4272480405158320276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4272480405158320276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-friday.html' title='Finally..... FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-257983215941610381</id><published>2009-04-01T20:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:50:00.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdQZp5cwOjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hDdo_0_dUkA/s1600-h/woman_cartoon_running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdQZp5cwOjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hDdo_0_dUkA/s320/woman_cartoon_running.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319905267418151474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So- Good news! I wasn't 2 sore today after torturing myself yesterday (running.... or trying to run that is)! Overall, I felt very productive and "healthy" and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; talked myself into going for a another nice jog, but it didn't take long to talk myself out of that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;craZy&lt;/span&gt; idea.... Maybe tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-257983215941610381?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/257983215941610381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=257983215941610381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/257983215941610381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/257983215941610381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdQZp5cwOjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hDdo_0_dUkA/s72-c/woman_cartoon_running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7035888751100490734</id><published>2009-03-31T20:55:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:35:30.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been 2 Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really have nothing important or fun to say, but I had to blog about something because I am sick of looking at feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was Spring Break, and I miss it already, even though it wasn't the best Spring Break ever. I miss the days when I got to head of to Colorado and go skiing for a week. Those were the good ole' days! Unfortunately, this year, there was no "spring" and there was no "break". What the heck? Why even use that term? = )  I went back to class again Yesterday and was bombarded with the exciting news of having more tests next week..... oh boy- I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt; news is, that Mom, Becke' and I are heading to the beach again this summer &amp;amp; I can't wait! There's nothing better than laying on the beach with the sun beaming down on you, and the sound of the ocean in the background. This will be our 3rd year to go to Gulf Shores! We love it there. It's clean, quiet, great dolphin cruises, places to shop and there are a ton of wonderful restaurants to eat at.... You can't beat that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRBvlYJTI/AAAAAAAAAks/Y7wpEGFSSkQ/s1600-h/DSCN0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRBvlYJTI/AAAAAAAAAks/Y7wpEGFSSkQ/s320/DSCN0792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319543937761289522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRB6QKgAI/AAAAAAAAAk0/X7F8R4h2lFc/s1600-h/DSCN0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRB6QKgAI/AAAAAAAAAk0/X7F8R4h2lFc/s320/DSCN0888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319543940625104898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt; news is, that my body needs to step it up and get in beach mode too! So, tonight a friend and I decided to go running..... HA HA HA HA HA  Oh my goodness. I could barely make it half way down the street and my side was cramping, my heart was racing, and I thought I was going to throw up! I have Never been this out of shape before. The pain did go away after a bit, but my legs sure were like jello when we got done! I'm just dreading tomorrow, hoping that I'm not going to be so sore that I can't even get out of bed.  Maybe I will JUST stick with dieting and forget about the whole exercise thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP2SNRb_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/hYQweZ_hslY/s1600-h/woman_cartoon_running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP2SNRb_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/hYQweZ_hslY/s320/woman_cartoon_running.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319542641385369586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 113px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;American Idol 2009- Well, I missed most of this tonight, but I did get to see Chris perform, and the recap of the show, and all I have to say is WAHOOOO --&gt; GO CHRIS! He's seems to be getting better and better every week!  Chris &amp;amp; Danny are still my 2 favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walgreens- My favorite mascara (Loreal Carbon Black) is on sale at Walgreens right now! BUY 1 GET 1 FREE  You can't beat that! Especially with the crazy price of mascara right now, who knew bat poop could be so expensive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP198nOsI/AAAAAAAAAjs/90PpePoVYqQ/s1600-h/loreal-rich-and-dark-voluminous-mascara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP198nOsI/AAAAAAAAAjs/90PpePoVYqQ/s320/loreal-rich-and-dark-voluminous-mascara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319542635946785474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need A Part Time Job?  I am so sad, my wonderful, sweet, amazing Shawna is leaving Metropolitan. Her and her husband are opening up a new restaurant, so she is going to go do that...... It's not going to be the same without her!  So, therefore, Metropolitan is hiring for a part time teller. The hours are M-F 1:00-6:00 and Saturdays 9:00-12:00. If you are looking for a fun place to work and you are very responsible and interested then go to &lt;a href="http://www.metbank.com/"&gt;www.metbank.com&lt;/a&gt; and apply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto Fun-  While Becke' &amp;amp; the boys were up here last week, we had some spare time to take some more fun pictures! She is getting really good and she enjoys it, which makes a photographer even better! If you want someone to take some amazing pictures of you and your loved ones, just send her an email. You can check out her photography blog &lt;a href="http://www.luluphotographyco.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP2n1q64I/AAAAAAAAAj8/BODkU05-c0U/s1600-h/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP2n1q64I/AAAAAAAAAj8/BODkU05-c0U/s320/DSC_0575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319542647191956354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRBSK-DzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GHMpZcu7TbA/s1600-h/DSC_0491_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRBSK-DzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GHMpZcu7TbA/s320/DSC_0491_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319543929865899826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP3Grb8tI/AAAAAAAAAkM/c1_poh097oM/s1600-h/DSC_0557_2.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP3Grb8tI/AAAAAAAAAkM/c1_poh097oM/s320/DSC_0557_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319542655470531282" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRBG_9nfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/MuAHjB5LEbg/s1600-h/DSC_0553_2_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRBG_9nfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/MuAHjB5LEbg/s320/DSC_0553_2_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319543926866943474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP23a7SJI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ln8NMWnknWc/s1600-h/DSC_0488_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLP23a7SJI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ln8NMWnknWc/s320/DSC_0488_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319542651374749842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that about wraps things up- I hope everyone continues to have a wonderful week!&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7035888751100490734?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7035888751100490734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7035888751100490734&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7035888751100490734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7035888751100490734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-2-long.html' title='It&apos;s Been 2 Long'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SdLRBvlYJTI/AAAAAAAAAks/Y7wpEGFSSkQ/s72-c/DSCN0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1408381679682179173</id><published>2009-03-17T21:20:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:03:48.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; things... don't we all?  I mean who doesn't love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A New Car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New House&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Dog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Drink&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Well -- You get the Point.... Everything is better NEW!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;One thing I love more than anything is NEW SHOES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend mom &amp;amp; I went shopping, and were both in the mood "to buy". Ya know what I mean? Sometimes you can talk yourself out of things, and convince yourself that you really don't have the extra money to buy that, but sometimes there's NO stopping yourself! You just want to buy every cute little thing you see, and there is no Guilt standing in the way.  But, what an exciting weekend it was! I bought 9 pairs of shoes &amp;amp; mom bought 4. Can you tell we have Spring Fever and are ready for some cute summer shoes?  I didn't realize we went overboard until we got home and I spread them all out in the middle of the floor..... OOOOPS! Too many shoes?  NEVER!  A girl can never have too many pairs of shoes... There's no such thing. Here are some pictures of are FUN purchases.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdWFO6sWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/KVBp1JQtgxA/s1600-h/DSCN2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdWFO6sWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/KVBp1JQtgxA/s320/DSCN2563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314350194240434530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfdcWu6YI/AAAAAAAAAi0/rw4U8aeJD_w/s1600-h/DSCN2579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfdcWu6YI/AAAAAAAAAi0/rw4U8aeJD_w/s320/DSCN2579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352519729572226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfEW5tUMI/AAAAAAAAAik/6lLUFD98eyg/s1600-h/DSCN2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfEW5tUMI/AAAAAAAAAik/6lLUFD98eyg/s320/DSCN2590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352088768925890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfED5_LaI/AAAAAAAAAic/Y-2cjnZyfa8/s1600-h/DSCN2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfED5_LaI/AAAAAAAAAic/Y-2cjnZyfa8/s320/DSCN2588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352083669822882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfCkc6qOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/yZkPXpY_0tg/s1600-h/DSCN2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBfCkc6qOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/yZkPXpY_0tg/s320/DSCN2575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314352058046523618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdXKJmrYI/AAAAAAAAAhU/4sQPmLC39I0/s1600-h/DSCN2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdXKJmrYI/AAAAAAAAAhU/4sQPmLC39I0/s320/DSCN2569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314350212740197762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdW1_H6DI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-PEbjEYblpI/s1600-h/DSCN2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdW1_H6DI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-PEbjEYblpI/s320/DSCN2585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314350207327529010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdW1mEk7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/xRNoNPHsNUs/s1600-h/DSCN2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdW1mEk7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/xRNoNPHsNUs/s320/DSCN2584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314350207222453170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdWnVyQ-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/QDlxpv7twbw/s1600-h/DSCN2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdWnVyQ-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/QDlxpv7twbw/s320/DSCN2581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314350203396047842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgVwBaxzI/AAAAAAAAAi8/j261-HddfGQ/s1600-h/DSCN2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgVwBaxzI/AAAAAAAAAi8/j261-HddfGQ/s320/DSCN2589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353487081555762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I also got a NEW Watch.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgWY0tVAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mlNhnqpvVn0/s1600-h/DSCN2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgWY0tVAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/mlNhnqpvVn0/s320/DSCN2600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353498034099202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Swimsuit........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgXIYrW8I/AAAAAAAAAjU/rooWR-puxxc/s1600-h/DSCN2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgXIYrW8I/AAAAAAAAAjU/rooWR-puxxc/s320/DSCN2594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353510801431490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;And A New pair of wranglers to go ride'n in!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgWiQbUPI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Kxb-Pvzd-lw/s1600-h/DSCN2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBgWiQbUPI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Kxb-Pvzd-lw/s320/DSCN2597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353500566278386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Shopping is such a wonderful thing.... but it would be even better if it was FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;NEW Magazine.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBkHj1t-EI/AAAAAAAAAjk/FC-vFBB1S4M/s1600-h/flash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBkHj1t-EI/AAAAAAAAAjk/FC-vFBB1S4M/s320/flash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314357641339598914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I received a NEW Magazine in the mail today. A magazine that I love so much and enjoy rushing through it as soon as it comes! KRAFT: FOOD &amp;amp; FAMILY! If you don't get this magazine, then you need to go to Krafts website and sign up for it! They always have the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;recipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;  &amp;amp; the best thing is that it's FREE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBkHW8ae1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/OdcXOSnaQ6Y/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBkHW8ae1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/OdcXOSnaQ6Y/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314357637878020946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Also..... This Week is Customer Appreciation Week at Regis Salon. All products are on SALE and any service is 20% off! You know I will be getting my hair done this week! (March 16th-22nd) If you live Northwest Arkansas, Audra in Fayetteville does an amazing job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Well, I don't know why everything is being underlined, and I can't find the special button to turn it off, so I guess I'm done for the night! Good night !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8300094896882599721-1408381679682179173?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1408381679682179173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1408381679682179173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1408381679682179173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1408381679682179173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/03/new.html' title='NEW......'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/ScBdWFO6sWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/KVBp1JQtgxA/s72-c/DSCN2563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-325971690333511994</id><published>2009-03-11T20:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:32:10.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbhlhIOc8jI/AAAAAAAAAgs/5PoQB95SRlc/s1600-h/tn-500_contestants222869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbhlhIOc8jI/AAAAAAAAAgs/5PoQB95SRlc/s320/tn-500_contestants222869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312107380301689394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight is American Idol elimination.  Well, who do you like, who do you not like and who do you want off of the show?  I think there are several talented singers this season. Most of them are just so young.... just babies! Chris, from Conway, Ar just made it through! That's pretty exciting, one of our very own Arkansans is doing GREAT! Way 2 go Chris! &lt;div&gt;They are doing a new thing this season, where the judges can save a contestant? That is craZy. They are changing everything up this year! So, basically, if the judges think that the contestant deserves a 2nd chance, they can give them one! Hmmmm. What do you think about that. Right now Jasmines singing for her life? Should she be saved?  She's very young, talented and pretty too! (She's going home tonight)   = (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I know there are several good contestants this season, but there is one particular person that stands out in my mind. DANNY GOKEY    He seems so real, and like he really wants to be there and win. He has put all of his heart into this contest, and he is an amazing singer! So, if you are undecided who you really like this season.... take my advice and vote for Danny!!!! I choose him to win it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm gona go finish watching and hopefully my top picks will make it through! = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-325971690333511994?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/325971690333511994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=325971690333511994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/325971690333511994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/325971690333511994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-2009.html' title='American Idol 2009'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbhlhIOc8jI/AAAAAAAAAgs/5PoQB95SRlc/s72-c/tn-500_contestants222869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-1139404977409377456</id><published>2009-03-09T21:05:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:46:59.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally..... a NEW week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know there's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; excuses for not blogging, but last week was so hectic! I had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3 tests, a quiz, and a major project&lt;/span&gt; all due last week! I don't know about you, but I don't handle "stress" very well and last week was very stressful! By Friday I was wore out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXSIyEzk_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/j7tMCzwzINM/s1600-h/f-test2.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXSIyEzk_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/j7tMCzwzINM/s320/f-test2.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311382383876084722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NEW WORK ZONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -There have been several changes at work lately, and no, there not wonderful changes. But I do realize with our economy the way it is right now, this is what's best for Metropolitan. It just..... Stressful!! It will just take some time &amp;amp; energy to get use to things!  = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;KITTY'S HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -The good news is that my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt; is finally back and it has been amazing. There's not enough bruises, tree limbs, or a sore booty that can keep me from riding! I feel so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; when  I ride her. Trey &amp;amp; I have had more fun this past week together then we have had in a long time! It's great for both of us! It gets us out of the house and enjoy some fresh air! Yesterday  I got to ride for about 6 hours and it was priceless! (Today my body will tell you something different.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXSD_VNhOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J5NApyyM96o/s1600-h/ist2_944863_horse_cartoon_illustration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXSD_VNhOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J5NApyyM96o/s320/ist2_944863_horse_cartoon_illustration.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311382301535208674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TIME CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- I don't know about you, but I had the hardest time getting out of bed this morning. I was so tired, and just wanted to lay there all day! But no... I had to get up, get in the shower and head to work.  = (   But from the looks of other co-workers, they had a hard time too! So, I wasn't the only one!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXTipg1WTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/B1Kq7cv2Aag/s1600-h/601dst.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXTipg1WTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/B1Kq7cv2Aag/s320/601dst.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311383927765948722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dancing with the *STARS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  This just might be a long season. I only got to watch a little bit of it because I had class tonight, but not too many people just amazed me! Hmmmm. I did think Shawn Johnson and Melissa Rycroft did a gOOd job!  (you know the famous gymnast &amp;amp; the girl who got her heart broken on the bachelor!)  They were by far my favorite!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXSN-jF4HI/AAAAAAAAAfY/mpyXGLVHp78/s1600-h/dancing-with-the-stars_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXSN-jF4HI/AAAAAAAAAfY/mpyXGLVHp78/s320/dancing-with-the-stars_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311382473123684466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 285px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I know this was kind of a random post, but I just thought I would give you an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody else glad it's Finally a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Week?!?!?!&lt;/div&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;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/8300094896882599721-1139404977409377456?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1139404977409377456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=1139404977409377456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1139404977409377456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/1139404977409377456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-new-week.html' title='Finally..... a NEW week!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SbXSIyEzk_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/j7tMCzwzINM/s72-c/f-test2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-8372846238543981400</id><published>2009-03-03T07:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T07:57:45.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03BW-5k5I/AAAAAAAAAek/TH3IfPGA47A/s1600-h/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03BW-5k5I/AAAAAAAAAek/TH3IfPGA47A/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308960032228479890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my wonderful daddy's birthday! God has blessed him with _ _ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT &lt;/span&gt;Years and I pray that he will continue to be blessed many more years!!! (I might get in trouble if  say his age !!!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for giving me life and providing for me! You mean the world to me and I love you dearly! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- You're the BEST!!!   Love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03BIbgVzI/AAAAAAAAAec/Wr1HPoCAoCM/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03BIbgVzI/AAAAAAAAAec/Wr1HPoCAoCM/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308960028321929010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03A_W22yI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9jVeCuSaX9A/s1600-h/IMG_3419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03A_W22yI/AAAAAAAAAeU/9jVeCuSaX9A/s320/IMG_3419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308960025886513954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03AZnXkCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/3SjztdMoNdE/s1600-h/DSCN0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03AZnXkCI/AAAAAAAAAeM/3SjztdMoNdE/s320/DSCN0488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308960015755218978" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8300094896882599721-8372846238543981400?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8372846238543981400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=8372846238543981400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8372846238543981400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/8372846238543981400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/Sa03BW-5k5I/AAAAAAAAAek/TH3IfPGA47A/s72-c/DSC_0504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-4168533994384357225</id><published>2009-02-22T10:11:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:24:47.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly *LOVE*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SaF5Sp0JYnI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cajXpv0GlzM/s1600-h/DSC_0057_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SaF5Sp0JYnI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cajXpv0GlzM/s320/DSC_0057_edited-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305655197388333682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and I had the opportunity to go to Conway this weekend and see Becke' and the Boy's! (Eric, Cade, Eli &amp;amp; Sam) And we had a blast!!! Cade had a basketball game on Saturday, and let me just tell you- That boy kicked some booty!! He is definitely a "baller"!!! But not only is Cade good at basketball, he is good at every other sport too! Very athletic- he must of got that from his mommy! LOL After the game on Saturday, us girls headed out to eat some Mexican Food and do a little shopping! One of our stops was by Merle Norman, and I quickly became depressed! My favorite eye liner, that I have worn since I was probably 13, is being discontinued... that's the bad news. The good news was, that it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON SALE &lt;/span&gt;(that's my favorite word!!!)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40% off&lt;/span&gt;!! So I stocked up and bought 9 boxes!! Wahoo! I should be good for a couple of years, but when that supply runs out, I don't know what I'll do.  &lt;div&gt;The picture above was from a quick photo shoot we had before we left for Cade's game. No, she's not trying to kill me- we were just having some fun! I love spending time with my talented and beautiful sister! She means the world to me! I just wish she lived closer.... here in Northwest Arkansas would be great!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Sunday to Everybody!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-4168533994384357225?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4168533994384357225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=4168533994384357225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4168533994384357225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4168533994384357225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/sisterly-love.html' title='Sisterly *LOVE*'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SaF5Sp0JYnI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cajXpv0GlzM/s72-c/DSC_0057_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7337907908907916736</id><published>2009-02-20T21:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:11:15.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over.... but the count down begins again</title><content type='html'>For some reason I had a hard time bringing my self to "post" the week of the 13th. I was fine up until this week, I had no pain or sorrow, well I did, but it was almost like I was numb, and it felt "good" to tell stories about my beautiful sister. To Tell everyone how great she was and how much she impacted lives! But it hit me, and it brought me down. I shouldn't have to "blog" about her. She should still be here and still be doing these amazing things, and still impacting lives here- here with me. There's so many people out there that never got to meet Kiley, and I wish they could have. They say they have heard so many great things about her, and they feel like they've met her, but it's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post I wanted to do for the last day was for my mom. My mother is an amazing person. I couldn't have asked for a better mother. She has impacted my life in so many ways, I don't even know where to start. She has always been there for me and supported me. Words can not express my love for her. She has been so strong during this time of pain and sorrow. I had a hard time losing a sister, and my best friend. But for a mother to lose her child, her beautiful daughter at such a young age is unexplainable. There is a lot more memories in my mom's heart and mind than anyone else. Some are good, and some are bad- very bad.&lt;br /&gt;My mom had a hard time getting pregnant with Kiley, she was never suppose to be able to have kids, but God worked a miracle (4 miracles!)  To have cried for a baby, and to finally be blessed with a beautiful child of God is amazing, it's breath taking.  My mom carried this child around for nine months, and grew closer and closer to her before she was even born. She spent several months feeding her, loving her, changing her diapers, and crying with her. She raised her to be a strong, beautiful, child of God, with no flaws. She did an amazing job and she did everything right. I can't imagine loving a child and putting all of your time and effort into for 24 years and then just losing them one day.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish things could have worked out differently that day of the 13th, I wish my mom wouldn't have gotten home first,and I wish I could have taken her place and take that pain and memory away from her.&lt;br /&gt;I repsect my mom for her courage and for remaing so strong this past year. She has continued to be a loving and supportive mother, when so many others would have gave up.... Gave up on life. So thank you mommy and remember that I love you and I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7337907908907916736?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7337907908907916736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7337907908907916736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7337907908907916736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7337907908907916736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-over-but-count-down-begins-again.html' title='It&apos;s over.... but the count down begins again'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7507034456963978894</id><published>2009-02-08T08:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:55:17.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New In Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SY7yP9eE0-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KYaLClYbdw8/s1600-h/1196344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SY7yP9eE0-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KYaLClYbdw8/s320/1196344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300440167474320354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In desperate need to see a great movie? Look no more, and go to your local theatre and watch "New In Town". Mom and I went and saw this yesterday and it was so cute! As we were entering the the theatre, an older lady was going in at the same time. Everyone she saw, she made sure to tell them that this movie was so cute, and that they need to see it! Well, she was going to see it for the second time! on the way out, she said, "see I told you this movie was good!" and she was right! It was adorable! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-7507034456963978894?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7507034456963978894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7507034456963978894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7507034456963978894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7507034456963978894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-in-town.html' title='New In Town'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SY7yP9eE0-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KYaLClYbdw8/s72-c/1196344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-4799623086985399783</id><published>2009-02-05T19:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:33:47.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24</title><content type='html'>24&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The number 24 was always my favorite number. I always considered it my "lucky" number. In basketball, I was always number 24. I would even go as far as hoping the number 24 would be on my fortune cookie, that way I would have good luck. My AOL screen name was Ditzychic24. My eBay account is amartens24. Any time a number had to be included in a screen name or a password, I would use 24. I loved the number 24. But now this number has a different meaning. It's the number of years my sister spent with us. The number of years she blessed everyone with her presence. The number of years, that she was the best daughter, sister, friend, and the perfect stranger. 24 is such a small number compared to other numbers like 45, 60, and 72. These numbers are numbers that seem more realistic to lose a loved one, not 24.  24 is so young,  and too early to leave this world behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way home today I was thinking about a topic to blog about, and realized how fast this past month has gone by. I realized that I am running out of days, and there is still so much more to say. I became aware of the fact, that there will never be enough time to tell about how great my sister was, and even though she only spent 24 years here, she impacted more lives than ever imaginable. I still find my self angry and upset over this, wondering if this pain will ever go away. As I'm driving in my car, and these thoughts are running through my head, a special song comes on the radio- Amazing Grace, by Chris Tomlin. WOW, are you kidding me..... any better timing? It's such a comforting song, yet it's still painful in many ways. So- crazy thoughts running through my head, Amazing Grace, My Chains Are Gone, blaring over the radio, and my phone goes off- A text message, from Kiley's Ex, someone I haven't talked to in months. Again, Timing! I know God does things for a reason, and I know his timing is everything, but sometimes it feels like when it rains, it pours. All of the sudden, all of these memories, and emotions started to overwhelm me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I wonder what I would be doing right now if Kiley was still with me. I'm sure  we would have just got done watching Grey's Anatomy, an we would be furious, that they left us hanging, and did a "to be continued" But, I dont know, I don't know because she's not here. She's not here to comfort me during time of pain and sorrow, so instead I have to write about her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8300094896882599721-4799623086985399783?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4799623086985399783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=4799623086985399783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4799623086985399783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/4799623086985399783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-24.html' title='Day 24'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-7860293480544611488</id><published>2009-02-04T07:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:17:11.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dear Friend once gave this to Kiley in a picture frame....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kiley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greek, helper of man-kind. Pure &amp;amp; radiant at heart, she will make everyone smile. A genuine Lady, perfect &amp;amp; Free from moral fault and guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;This little picture frame, that's about the size of my hand, means more to me now than it ever did.&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-7860293480544611488?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7860293480544611488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=7860293480544611488&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7860293480544611488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/7860293480544611488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-23.html' title='Day 23'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-3145407612779578853</id><published>2009-02-03T09:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:58:33.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonderful Role Model&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiley was the best leader and role model for young girls. Her desire to help others and motivate them to live a better life was amazing. She spent several hours a week preparing lessons for a class she taught at her church. Her class consisted of young girls around the age of 12-13. She admired those girls, and enjoyed spending time with them on a weekly basis. But, not only did Kiley teach this girls once a week on sunday, she worked hard to help them achieve at school and at home with their family. She engouraged them, showed them respect, and gave them the self confidence they needed. Kiley was always stepping outside of the box, and did everything she could think of, to make sure these girls had everything. She helped plan events such as a Father Daughter Banquet, Church Lock Inn, Vacation Bible School, and led a group called Spark. She left a huge mark on these girls heart and I know they will always remember her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbsuGajI/AAAAAAAAAd0/qUYdf5B69Ho/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298600886183291442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbsuGajI/AAAAAAAAAd0/qUYdf5B69Ho/s320/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbiLXrvI/AAAAAAAAAds/tZN8I2JFCbw/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298600883353267954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbiLXrvI/AAAAAAAAAds/tZN8I2JFCbw/s320/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbpC8wVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/yeXxwPY-K3g/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298600885196996946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbpC8wVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/yeXxwPY-K3g/s320/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbrMNLPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/vQi6gO4irzI/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298600885772692722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbrMNLPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/vQi6gO4irzI/s320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8300094896882599721-3145407612779578853?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3145407612779578853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=3145407612779578853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3145407612779578853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/3145407612779578853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-22.html' title='Day 22'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYhpbsuGajI/AAAAAAAAAd0/qUYdf5B69Ho/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-613829984535832212</id><published>2009-02-01T01:24:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:41:23.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVRwUe8mPI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PGtfRC0C_X0/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVP814x73I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3t4O1wk6_4g/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crazy Hat Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sorry, I have been behind on my blogging, we were without power for a couple of days, and then I had to play catch up with homework, so as you can see, it is now 1:30 in the morning, so I guess this is actually Day 20!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVP814x73I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3t4O1wk6_4g/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;I don't really have any stories for Day 19/20, just some fun pictures! My sister and our dad had a tradition of taking goofy pictures every time she would get dressed up for a formal event. He would always put on a silly hat, and they would take an adorable picture together! What a great memory for everyone! I can only find 2 pictures, but I know they did it more than that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVP814x73I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3t4O1wk6_4g/s320/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297728443347234674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVP8phy0lI/AAAAAAAAAdE/WFr3aELHJcQ/s1600-h/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVP8phy0lI/AAAAAAAAAdE/WFr3aELHJcQ/s320/DSC00540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297728440029598290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sorry, the quality of the pictures are not the best.......!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I also thought of this song when I came across this picture. One day, my dad and sister will get to dance together again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVRwUe8mPI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PGtfRC0C_X0/s320/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297730427245336818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance with My Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back when I was a child&lt;br /&gt;Before life removed all the innocence&lt;br /&gt;My father would lift me high&lt;br /&gt;And dance with my mother and me and then&lt;br /&gt;Spend me around till I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;Then up the stairs he would carry me&lt;br /&gt;And I knew for sure I was loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If I could get another chance&lt;br /&gt;Another walk, another dance with him&lt;br /&gt;I'd play a song that would never ever end&lt;br /&gt;How I'd love love love to dance with my father again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I and my mother would disagree&lt;br /&gt;To get my way I would run from her to him&lt;br /&gt;He'd make me laugh just to comfort me(yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Then finally make me do just what my momma said&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, when I was asleep&lt;br /&gt;He left a dollar under my sheet&lt;br /&gt;Never dreamed that he would be gone from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If I could steal&lt;br /&gt;One final glance&lt;br /&gt;One final step&lt;br /&gt;One final dance with him&lt;br /&gt;I'd play a song that would never ever end&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd love love love to dance with my father again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'd listen outside her door&lt;br /&gt;I'd hear how my mother cried for him&lt;br /&gt;(2x) I'd pray for her even more than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm praying for much too much&lt;br /&gt;But could you send back the only man she loved&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't do it usually&lt;br /&gt;But dear Lord she' s dying to dance with my father again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;And this is all I ever dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8300094896882599721-613829984535832212?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/613829984535832212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=613829984535832212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/613829984535832212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/613829984535832212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-19.html' title='Day 19'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYVP814x73I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3t4O1wk6_4g/s72-c/DSC00545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8300094896882599721.post-5538207514257881488</id><published>2009-01-28T18:59:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:31:27.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Storm.... New Record!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEDKrTqkmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xiep7puYnH4/s1600-h/IMG_0400.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;This is by far the worst Ice Storm Northwest Arkansas has seen in years! The sleet, rain, and snow just kept coming, tearing down power lines and destroying beautiful trees.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;More than 90 percent of power customers were without electricity in Northwest Arkansas Wednesday morning, and there was no no word on exactly how long those residents will be in the dark. Luckily, our power came back on about 30 minutes ago, but it had been off since early Tuesday morning. It's amazing how you learn to adjust to things in the dark! Last night we cooked soup and turkey brats out on the grill! My brother, grandparents, and Trey are all still without power, so pray that they see light &amp;amp; heat again soon!  Here are some pictures that I snapped with my phone while driving down the road... Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEDKrTqkmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xiep7puYnH4/s1600-h/IMG_0400.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEDKrTqkmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xiep7puYnH4/s320/IMG_0400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296518118723195490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were power lines down everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEDKmXdAOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-A_Yg9yFJEs/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEDKmXdAOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-A_Yg9yFJEs/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296518117396906210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was on the bypass.... a Semi was flipped over in the median.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEDKSbapoI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7sNinVZ50mU/s1600-h/IMG_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEDKSbapoI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7sNinVZ50mU/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296518112044820098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was at my grandparents house, one of their BIG, old, and beautiful trees uprooted out of the ground and fell on top of all 3 of their cars. = (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECcIc8fPI/AAAAAAAAAck/Pilu7IxHCks/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECcIc8fPI/AAAAAAAAAck/Pilu7IxHCks/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296517319092894962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECcNHnWrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/C_iXf3dFgtc/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECcNHnWrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/C_iXf3dFgtc/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296517320345606834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same tree that was up-rooted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECbmZ-dII/AAAAAAAAAcU/X7VY03cKpE4/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECbmZ-dII/AAAAAAAAAcU/X7VY03cKpE4/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296517309953635458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same tree.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECbr2z4qI/AAAAAAAAAcM/p-dsjuZIMuI/s1600-h/IMG_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECbr2z4qI/AAAAAAAAAcM/p-dsjuZIMuI/s320/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296517311416754850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tree's were just snapping and breaking in half&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECbG1MKoI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XCkMujc0res/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYECbG1MKoI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XCkMujc0res/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296517301477845634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpS0dU3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/xEGQEiesLaY/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpS0dU3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/xEGQEiesLaY/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296516445702542194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were tree branches in the middle of the roads. There were even some full trees in the road, blocking traffic completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpGSVv_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/Z5nW3sbSLto/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpGSVv_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/Z5nW3sbSLto/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296516442338213874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stop Lights were out everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpFeqCPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AGETwcyfiFU/s1600-h/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpFeqCPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AGETwcyfiFU/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296516442121439474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fallen Branches everywhere, it's going to take forever to clean Northwest Arkansas up again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpLEBPUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/capQRuo-n60/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBpLEBPUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/capQRuo-n60/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296516443620326722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Power Line down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBo-wDgdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_lWtLLVqNmQ/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ifmcxS5JMk/SYEBo-wDgdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_lWtLLVqNmQ/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296516440315363794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Another tree in the road...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;These are some pictures that I took on my phone, I will do another post of our backyard..... we've been BOMBED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 22px;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8300094896882599721-5538207514257881488?l=dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5538207514257881488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8300094896882599721&amp;postID=5538207514257881488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5538207514257881488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8300094896882599721/posts/default/5538207514257881488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulldaydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-storm-new-record.html' title='Ice Storm.... New Record!'/><author><name>Amelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10915976584225932156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' ur
