tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72217364007280756452024-03-19T04:22:12.671-05:00I Miss MayberryDeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-9819084507402722332010-10-31T18:04:00.004-05:002010-10-31T18:50:10.982-05:00The Goblins Will Get Ya......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtGN2rbNSTutDXb7IvMyN1ife7A1Sbh9saEkCHQke1nJlHQ5xwTS1doHEizramLhyphenhyphenbtygRGCxQeamoA6YV2SwKarbK9v5mnMKXJ5WYFqhiNvdwIitPXqUCmGQbaF8xtB15lVsWaIkr_waw/s1600/71947_820575433095_427922_44807476_3991391_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534361606984712162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtGN2rbNSTutDXb7IvMyN1ife7A1Sbh9saEkCHQke1nJlHQ5xwTS1doHEizramLhyphenhyphenbtygRGCxQeamoA6YV2SwKarbK9v5mnMKXJ5WYFqhiNvdwIitPXqUCmGQbaF8xtB15lVsWaIkr_waw/s320/71947_820575433095_427922_44807476_3991391_n.jpg" /></a><br /><div>If Aunt Tricia were sitting in your kitchen right now she would be reciting this in her mostest scary voice.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Little Orphan Annie's come to my house to stay.</div><br /><div align="center">To wash the cups and saucers up and brush the crumbs away.</div><br /><div align="center">To shoo the chickens from the porch and dust the hearth and sweep,</div><br /><div align="center">and make the fire and bake the bread to earn her board and keep.</div><br /><div align="center">While all us other children, when the supper things is done,</div><br /><div align="center">we sit around the kitchen fire and has the mostest fun,</div><br /><div align="center">a listenin to the witch tales that Annie tells about</div><br /><div align="center">and the goblins will get ya if ya don't watch out!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Once there was a little boy who wouldn't say his prayers,</div><br /><div align="center">and when he went to bed at night away up stairs,</div><br /><div align="center">his mammy heard him holler and daddy heard him bawl,</div><br /><div align="center">and when they turned the covers down, he wasn't there at all!</div><br /><div align="center">They searched for him in the attic room and cubby hole and press</div><br /><div align="center">and even up the chimney flew and every wheres, I guess,</div><br /><div align="center">but all they ever found of him was just his pants and round-abouts</div><br /><div align="center">and the goblins will get ya if ya don't watch out!!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Once there was a little girl who always laughed and grinned </div><br /><div align="center">and made fun of everyone, of all her blood and kin,</div><br /><div align="center">and once when there was company and the old folks was there,</div><br /><div align="center">she mocked them and she shocked them and said she didn't care.</div><br /><div align="center">And just as she turned on her heels and to g and run and hide,</div><br /><div align="center">there was two great big black things a standing by her side.</div><br /><div align="center">They snatched her through the ceiling 'fore she knew what she's about,</div><br /><div align="center">and the goblins will get ya if a don't watch out!!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">When the night is dark and scary, </div><br /><div align="center">and the moon is full and creatures are a flying and the wind goes Whooooooooo,</div><br /><div align="center">you better mind your parents and your teachers fond and dear,</div><br /><div align="center">and cherish them that loves ya, and dry the orphans tears</div><br /><div align="center">and help the poor and needy ones that cluster all about,</div><br /><div align="center">or the goblins will get YOU if ya don't watch out.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy Halloween!</span></div><br /><div align="center"></div></div>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-63846159540332900942010-06-12T19:41:00.009-05:002010-06-13T19:32:44.913-05:00Hope for Haiti and Peace for the ParentI put my baby girl on a plane bound for Haiti a few days ago. I did it and only got just a little teary eyed---no full out sobbing or biting my lip to keep from blubbering. My eyes just welled up with tears and no more.<br /><br /><br />It has taken me a few days to figure this out. You see, not long ago I would have been sick to think about having her so far away and in such an uncertain place. I have always felt that I can't keep bad things from happening to my children, but if they happen, I need to be close by so I can fix them.<br /><br /><br />So even after she boarded the plane and was taxiing down the runway, and a pilot was telling me of the unstable weather that was approaching the island and that the return flight the following week was uncertain, I still did not have that familiar sick feeling.<br /><br /><br />What in the world was wrong with me? I should be beside myself. I should have tried to talk her out of it...but I wasn't and I didn't. I encouraged her.<br /><br /><br />That is what I have been trying to sort out. Why? Why am I at peace with this?<br /><br /><br />Faith. That is the answer.<br /><p>Oh, I know faith is such an obscure term. We have faith in our spouses. We all know the old illustration of having faith that the chair will hold us when we sit on it. But the kind of faith I am talking about is a proven faith.</p><br />How could I not have faith in the God that has shown himself faithful to me so many times? How can I not leave Stephanie....or Chris and Kelly, Elizabeth and Rob and now my sweet Emerson for that matter...in his hands?<br /><br /><br />I have seen God work in all of their lives. He has placed them in places where they need to be at the very moment they needed to be there. He has kept them from things that they needed to be kept from and protected them from things I am sure we are not even aware of. He has allowed scary things to happen to them. He has shown Himself faithful in all of it.<br /><br /><br />Yes, my God is faithful. But can I still count him as faithful if something happens to her? Yes, absolutely. I know that beyond a shadow of a doubt that Stephanie was suppose to be on that plane, this week with it's Tropical or Sub Tropical weather pattern, and God is in control of every single second that will pass. That is why I can sleep at night. Not because her safety is guaranteed or that I can hurry down there and fix a problem should she have one. No, I can sleep at night because I know that God loves her far more than I could ever love her, and I know how much I love her. I know that He is sovereign and He will be with her every moment of every day. I am praying like crazy that she remains safe and that she can return home at the appointed time. But I am sleeping at night knowing God already has everything planned out just how he wants it. He is my strength and salvation.<br /><br /><em>Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the LORD. I will take joy in the God of my salvation. God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like the deer's; he makes me tread on my high places." Habakkuk 3:17-19</em>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-49427394150352497922010-05-28T21:45:00.003-05:002010-05-28T22:24:06.321-05:00I Love My Doctor!So, I had a doctors appointment this week. Thought I better get a check up even though my 50 year 50,000 mile warranty has already run out. <br /><br />I went to my family practice doc. The same one that we have gone to for the last 27 years. I just love him. He reminds me of Gomer Pyle. I did quit going to him for the "lady" check up cause everytime he lifted up the sheet he would holler "Surprise! Surprise! Surprise!" I really got uncomfortable when he was doing the breast exam and he shouted "Shazam!" That's when I decided I should probably find a Dr. that reminded me more of Aunt Bea.<br /><br />So anyway, I was just there to have him take a look at my bum knee and have some blood work done and what not. So I go in and put on the gown that leaves the backside in a very vulnerable state and hop up on the table. In walks my doc and smiles real big and blesses my heart. He always blesses my heart. He blesses every bodies heart. He is just a heart blesser. As we chat about this and that he asks me what I think about the new tile. I mention that I haven't been in for quite some time so I really don't remember what it looked like before. He then describes the brown carpet that previously covered the floor of the exam rooms and as a visual he opens the door.....wide open....so I can see the brown carpet that still covers the hall and the entire nurses station and anyone else that happens by can see my exposed hind end. Yep...that's my Dr.<br /><br />As we progress he begins asking all the routine questions. Do you smoke? Do you have any heart palpitations? Do my bowels move regularly? Then a page comes on the overhead. "Dr. Pyle, Dr. Fife on line one. Dr. Pyle, Dr. Fife on line one." To which he looks at me and somberly says, "Excuse me, I have to take that." Of course I want him to take it. For goodness sake, Dr. Fife may be calling for a very important medical consult for a very sick old lady and I would not want to delay her treatment. Now, Dr. Pyle talks VERY LOUDLY so I can hear his side of the conversation. It went a just like this:<br /><br />"Hey Barn, how ya doin'?"<br />"Good, good. Glad to hear it."<br />"The Chicago Symphony? I love the Symphony. When did you say? Saturday. Yes I would love the tickets."<br />"That's too bad. I am sorry you can't use them, and thank you for thinking of me. I am sure we will have a wonderful evening"<br />"No, no I don't work tomorrow. I work on Friday."<br />"OK, great, just drop them off on Friday. Thanks again and tell Thelma Lou I said Hey."<br /><br />He comes backs into the room and with a serious face and a furrowed brow resumes the questioning. Yep, that's my doc. I love him.<br /><br />So after all the questions and the pokes, prods and peeks he decides I should probably have that knee x-rayed. So off I go to the x-ray room. But first I have to insist on a second gown that would cover the back side. I know the nurses and that man with a mole has already seen it, but I have some pride. <br /><br />As it turns out, the knee looks fine and if I continue to have trouble I may have to see Dr. Otis Campbell. Golly! I hope he is as nice as Doc Pyle. And just wait until I tell you about my dentist!!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-34603503152853143562010-05-18T20:02:00.005-05:002010-05-18T20:31:52.777-05:00Has It Really Been a Year?<div style="text-align: center;">Day One May, 18, 2009<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxsyNI_BBWhEEeC6PPeuL7X7At6vEEabz81bSNiBLfpee6XzpGrwJ-E8_gL1kvmy8el7gVENuUb2yAUcQgHOUyx4kPqtZRszW7s1deOoSVq6vuQUCvcTK_LFZ8qEwk7h0P8Sl6O165m4FD/s1600/100_0657.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxsyNI_BBWhEEeC6PPeuL7X7At6vEEabz81bSNiBLfpee6XzpGrwJ-E8_gL1kvmy8el7gVENuUb2yAUcQgHOUyx4kPqtZRszW7s1deOoSVq6vuQUCvcTK_LFZ8qEwk7h0P8Sl6O165m4FD/s320/100_0657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472784269406868626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">June<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQiQ8yXcGSJZfUvH931yBRVkcLWNpnh4Ft2qqOR7-gJoGU24b0yiO6hGtfUSSDlk2mnmmKJjfckeIhgOMjiByZJ_g2ysvWDHipvgHP7S8l5CZIvNbWr003qeu2sQsums3jcebf5BpM3JDf/s1600/100_0917.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQiQ8yXcGSJZfUvH931yBRVkcLWNpnh4Ft2qqOR7-gJoGU24b0yiO6hGtfUSSDlk2mnmmKJjfckeIhgOMjiByZJ_g2ysvWDHipvgHP7S8l5CZIvNbWr003qeu2sQsums3jcebf5BpM3JDf/s320/100_0917.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472784263254835906" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />July<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeFG3krV5KkyiAtJnWi-4oV5j5tlvQsB-MdykHQXJgavQN-CS6mmuzIQgpRiS_LCuFyZVW_ZtwU7dozMq-dljK3otMiFIpibs6a_uVTtsF_CFanRbg9xuPwWLvD-j4mtk3kFnXhFC3GX9/s1600/100_0975.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeFG3krV5KkyiAtJnWi-4oV5j5tlvQsB-MdykHQXJgavQN-CS6mmuzIQgpRiS_LCuFyZVW_ZtwU7dozMq-dljK3otMiFIpibs6a_uVTtsF_CFanRbg9xuPwWLvD-j4mtk3kFnXhFC3GX9/s320/100_0975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472784254661897106" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />August<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfmXE5UE4nC2pMUbQNVdXlQV9Yl7Vzru2oKy-ZIJ8yo28NL9oURQU5qC0OshPd4kUqwVqpZutzHvKePKfBJV809kmyrIJyXFodX3KFSD9GaqNzPHHfgy70GdG4a7HRq9IcBEcWe2vd44AU/s1600/100_1017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfmXE5UE4nC2pMUbQNVdXlQV9Yl7Vzru2oKy-ZIJ8yo28NL9oURQU5qC0OshPd4kUqwVqpZutzHvKePKfBJV809kmyrIJyXFodX3KFSD9GaqNzPHHfgy70GdG4a7HRq9IcBEcWe2vd44AU/s320/100_1017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472784245470110434" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />September<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxprk1jHGnHph_S3BrejMrup0rde1J-v8I6edqkTF6XzvgrdAS2eUy3kHaeAwQGB1dpvsdroKye40QRNvO06HXGE68oR03mLd5_7fjqlcEeOY70Phfi7VybEkRXIHrWeHbR79j9ZhQuKrz/s1600/9.20-27.09+073.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxprk1jHGnHph_S3BrejMrup0rde1J-v8I6edqkTF6XzvgrdAS2eUy3kHaeAwQGB1dpvsdroKye40QRNvO06HXGE68oR03mLd5_7fjqlcEeOY70Phfi7VybEkRXIHrWeHbR79j9ZhQuKrz/s320/9.20-27.09+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472783150063330482" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />October<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLP-iL1zPoUfkRrU4UJNdeeie1N5_XQqTPgXF1PSxvxXmfKG4L9hISDZOlv90laVmE40-pvUNeYLXTMZW_tgs9ZEMDvOw44Qlnc6CBT2hQ42t9PxwS3NoVQSSu6dMcTDoVkuoEWxGHMvMJ/s1600/10.18.09+from+grama+kat+101.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLP-iL1zPoUfkRrU4UJNdeeie1N5_XQqTPgXF1PSxvxXmfKG4L9hISDZOlv90laVmE40-pvUNeYLXTMZW_tgs9ZEMDvOw44Qlnc6CBT2hQ42t9PxwS3NoVQSSu6dMcTDoVkuoEWxGHMvMJ/s320/10.18.09+from+grama+kat+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472783141114848898" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />November<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsogyVVexP5iA-Osnc9VZ6y5i2aEOWg2_zA7sbcYos4RdmPA3rCS_7ClWR7I0Y2EZDUMdZKr0-HFKTFsRiPQP3AvF2X8nMgEwkirHHeW1ttGh75BHcNEYb9oRjTiyq6QF-0FaUmRJ9oDyO/s1600/100_1371.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsogyVVexP5iA-Osnc9VZ6y5i2aEOWg2_zA7sbcYos4RdmPA3rCS_7ClWR7I0Y2EZDUMdZKr0-HFKTFsRiPQP3AvF2X8nMgEwkirHHeW1ttGh75BHcNEYb9oRjTiyq6QF-0FaUmRJ9oDyO/s320/100_1371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472783136819260450" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />December<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkreiQaGy0hhqHnQUobtAsqdTBxy0HeF5-6DcJ_4J47hbWuIHtseN6n__d3uq9w1jOCZVbv9dWfx271daQxUCU-EbeGA9XBeMznsSxf0aeHQiLSJB_zRU3oB0yteiDYRLBfn_yJtbOgq33/s1600/Picture.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkreiQaGy0hhqHnQUobtAsqdTBxy0HeF5-6DcJ_4J47hbWuIHtseN6n__d3uq9w1jOCZVbv9dWfx271daQxUCU-EbeGA9XBeMznsSxf0aeHQiLSJB_zRU3oB0yteiDYRLBfn_yJtbOgq33/s320/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472783127402107218" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">January<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGM6p7u3AaItTo6Gccbty-hIpIPjlCHPr5LpGHCPHoRu0tG3tANSSG3y68r0jCrgR31IRyoxXuAwrlHtLTgEati3s6AyA2O2-X2lgevqSJGlvCanchrIT8HjOSrCLWr5liSxvyY39G5fjD/s1600/100_1484.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGM6p7u3AaItTo6Gccbty-hIpIPjlCHPr5LpGHCPHoRu0tG3tANSSG3y68r0jCrgR31IRyoxXuAwrlHtLTgEati3s6AyA2O2-X2lgevqSJGlvCanchrIT8HjOSrCLWr5liSxvyY39G5fjD/s320/100_1484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472782459050130290" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />February<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyRdMo57IbXjjZ8XzNszhiNCib584zV_F6by7-JQBD99ETmVSWqeFDquKf81wxSX-9fbkYOfqUfyVloLhBKyUMRkmAx1e1ORChva5mA611etKWWfgADBQk1Ljh-lv-eAtlWi-g9T0tnE8/s1600/100_1533.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyRdMo57IbXjjZ8XzNszhiNCib584zV_F6by7-JQBD99ETmVSWqeFDquKf81wxSX-9fbkYOfqUfyVloLhBKyUMRkmAx1e1ORChva5mA611etKWWfgADBQk1Ljh-lv-eAtlWi-g9T0tnE8/s320/100_1533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472782444698771282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">March<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLDEgMJQAODMG2A2KJyourXYYKHWY8_z5LYI6hjtCWr8m5CQ6zA7SOVWVZ72WpQzjzvlAGQ2sh1Dcgr_9h7-LJr8NgUkmCNoTCgBooL-9cRRa70uWYS_Ie19qSp5MIgPxIHbqd-yLpLB7a/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLDEgMJQAODMG2A2KJyourXYYKHWY8_z5LYI6hjtCWr8m5CQ6zA7SOVWVZ72WpQzjzvlAGQ2sh1Dcgr_9h7-LJr8NgUkmCNoTCgBooL-9cRRa70uWYS_Ie19qSp5MIgPxIHbqd-yLpLB7a/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472786963350185010" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />April<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprMjwAIb3h3RO-RieOa7wa8GCZ-X-Ojo46A0bLUmfQk6G1rYng3yNJtbvH9pjWCzC2SMJSElYVz8azCtaOFXMgh5Aca9Qrh5Zg6jWVsVrarmocmicvEcTuaY7z4-sfYGlC5yyMifZuuke/s1600/100_1605.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprMjwAIb3h3RO-RieOa7wa8GCZ-X-Ojo46A0bLUmfQk6G1rYng3yNJtbvH9pjWCzC2SMJSElYVz8azCtaOFXMgh5Aca9Qrh5Zg6jWVsVrarmocmicvEcTuaY7z4-sfYGlC5yyMifZuuke/s320/100_1605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472782442603860450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY<br />Emerson Christopher Louie Cantwell<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74D3SR6XklJv2KYQkRiVh5_9oQnL3JmvvS21FCoMSnbwNTJ-mNf7HSOQbMZGJEBVHtg6vqEGnJj7JmoxRaEqXdYfFvlRaDjtPyPJ7Yu4SmpV_zhqQVr5bbXz9bfzt__b1YGuTJFudp1kc/s1600/30809_764619803625_427922_42800426_3686271_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74D3SR6XklJv2KYQkRiVh5_9oQnL3JmvvS21FCoMSnbwNTJ-mNf7HSOQbMZGJEBVHtg6vqEGnJj7JmoxRaEqXdYfFvlRaDjtPyPJ7Yu4SmpV_zhqQVr5bbXz9bfzt__b1YGuTJFudp1kc/s320/30809_764619803625_427922_42800426_3686271_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472782435081955058" border="0" /></a>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-269917657665584432010-05-10T18:40:00.012-05:002010-05-10T19:28:38.320-05:00Graduation, Gambling and Grandsons<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAtGJZ4-BVBfbX1QrFD310VKsTDJpinMayU4zHZHTd03LonPzqpE0QR3j2oty0fvXbvjYp51B0RN4brVapwNMJl2Izg8Ks2U0jlh60v6sVSt_-_XyDfAaEe89bsSWPX_hYTmRKFmGyBhUT/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+013.JPG"></a> Let me introduce you to my daughter...</div><div align="center">the doctor!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Dr. Elizabeth R Burckardt, DNP, RN, ACNP</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftJDnhFHAdJbLPCg1Ign9D_MetMgY4Aq_NPdfurD5UfmQ0MQRgG_LRBT0TB4Ny9zKIYU8-vweDC6j0jQ4hrol7ficnV5Kb1DeA2GPH1_nx7VKzZpr_UgwvGWVrCFDcRVDPpfdmtqDZmmx/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+046.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469798668912806946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftJDnhFHAdJbLPCg1Ign9D_MetMgY4Aq_NPdfurD5UfmQ0MQRgG_LRBT0TB4Ny9zKIYU8-vweDC6j0jQ4hrol7ficnV5Kb1DeA2GPH1_nx7VKzZpr_UgwvGWVrCFDcRVDPpfdmtqDZmmx/s400/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+046.JPG" /></a> Elizabeth graduated on Friday, May 7, 2010, with her Doctorate of Nursing Practice. I am so proud I could just bust!!<br /></div><div align="center"><br />THE GRADUATION<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG0UL0qT16xbmr_HMdioVap-EOG8tY8wdIarKYQ-8dRYymao5HkYsi8RRCvYUlOn2yZqrDJesMgRwPyrtMp0YScOWhUCQdvyJM_zz_U-xEoKF1gXlX0UsMmgLmTkl8qa5tW42j3v-h_6TA/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+076.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469798370976884322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG0UL0qT16xbmr_HMdioVap-EOG8tY8wdIarKYQ-8dRYymao5HkYsi8RRCvYUlOn2yZqrDJesMgRwPyrtMp0YScOWhUCQdvyJM_zz_U-xEoKF1gXlX0UsMmgLmTkl8qa5tW42j3v-h_6TA/s320/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+076.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdd2eFmAEJxtp6uBUFkZl0l9SC9Ck6S7r8tkzR1alI-CJUh8DpQa1jPYeiqY7gQ-kMcc7aJ1PaaIrRfjNIXyZ0wXjq6m7uJBurZC_oBgZ3EIPz0YxhJCBQW2FqsDBdYvS6qJLEYRdhkyCf/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+065.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469797563916545634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdd2eFmAEJxtp6uBUFkZl0l9SC9Ck6S7r8tkzR1alI-CJUh8DpQa1jPYeiqY7gQ-kMcc7aJ1PaaIrRfjNIXyZ0wXjq6m7uJBurZC_oBgZ3EIPz0YxhJCBQW2FqsDBdYvS6qJLEYRdhkyCf/s320/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+065.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJ4MFUWegTM8sRw3S8I9fPKuvprNofTgktZ0r19PhyG2Cz_9G0O3YFg86SXJvv3D0Zx1_ytLTPvQSnlqhegtaU_bLAYGj1RC5hMfm5hEYnsrtyt_b3_GebRCMdoUsKgvkl_6nu7ZiHDT3/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+054.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469797557218539778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJ4MFUWegTM8sRw3S8I9fPKuvprNofTgktZ0r19PhyG2Cz_9G0O3YFg86SXJvv3D0Zx1_ytLTPvQSnlqhegtaU_bLAYGj1RC5hMfm5hEYnsrtyt_b3_GebRCMdoUsKgvkl_6nu7ZiHDT3/s320/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+054.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnaDdBudn5-hiJVp92rzCr5L0U2jxg75gj0vbXPBf83YjZfUQToCJtmz4b6N3UY5kOaZ9vvIrhrRAn6zP_U0mWjR34v4ItRtdCff6NOidduHnqCWb-otrLhK6A0m4Ox7IEy35xAM6bIghB/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469797545437751922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnaDdBudn5-hiJVp92rzCr5L0U2jxg75gj0vbXPBf83YjZfUQToCJtmz4b6N3UY5kOaZ9vvIrhrRAn6zP_U0mWjR34v4ItRtdCff6NOidduHnqCWb-otrLhK6A0m4Ox7IEy35xAM6bIghB/s320/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+029.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEaGIucpUBv0NnP3l8BaIJtwRIo9WuZV3EKyVi_M3cP5UvUKUKfmRzlKPmPfr_qcRM4esxhom76AZ7VJiM29aXiYPODxEuEjB7211N0FN3bFiOBREKYPMiv-bD7mh9-Pq51xnyql6vuIZA/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469797538050555522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEaGIucpUBv0NnP3l8BaIJtwRIo9WuZV3EKyVi_M3cP5UvUKUKfmRzlKPmPfr_qcRM4esxhom76AZ7VJiM29aXiYPODxEuEjB7211N0FN3bFiOBREKYPMiv-bD7mh9-Pq51xnyql6vuIZA/s320/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+007.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><div align="center">The Gambling</div><div align="center">at Churchill Downs</div><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKnY6x4mtk6AVTptzGEzvjeXq4xBPA2eoVKfqTFy2CroshYBnMNacZaH1MnHvB7R4gxlS1pe0GwlyHBj8C7STu7VDKMdOAYzhuBFgTHk7ZzuE1LyZOHaq5MWB9qC9PiXiFkvICY31fQ81q/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+133.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469795756264333618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKnY6x4mtk6AVTptzGEzvjeXq4xBPA2eoVKfqTFy2CroshYBnMNacZaH1MnHvB7R4gxlS1pe0GwlyHBj8C7STu7VDKMdOAYzhuBFgTHk7ZzuE1LyZOHaq5MWB9qC9PiXiFkvICY31fQ81q/s320/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+133.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KuBRjaPhf4CYqQsYraLw0QoT2ua-BJGXAYx5ec4n78u0tWJ_wz4h19s3pBMyf3waHYHQEhcJDrh6NIHMPPU4CbhU-9Y6ghDKpFGws3UXbXsKRmPvduv8HCF03A1Y2mZXUhjLWC4J7ooN/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+117.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469795745568194066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KuBRjaPhf4CYqQsYraLw0QoT2ua-BJGXAYx5ec4n78u0tWJ_wz4h19s3pBMyf3waHYHQEhcJDrh6NIHMPPU4CbhU-9Y6ghDKpFGws3UXbXsKRmPvduv8HCF03A1Y2mZXUhjLWC4J7ooN/s320/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+117.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIH5tJ48khLRw5-qDCNdlzTVfYABKeTT3UT2jvddcHTGTxQRXMlV1CL2w5topuKoFogc_IRACD3VvioRGjv7RFdJ_n5-v2zMhxJ3kwwab7smyMwn0Dh6f_oFix4Qd1B-rljAFG_E3XJi_f/s1600/dnp+grad+weekend+2010+110.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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But that wouldn't be true.<br /><br />It wouldn't be true either if I said that I have been absent due to a tremendous project I have been diligently working to complete. You know, something like organizing 32 years of photos. I started that back in the fall, had to take them off the dining room table for<br />Thanksgiving and they haven't moved out of the closet since.<br /><br />Another falsehood would be to say that I have been wrapped up in a ministry to the poor and needy and have not had time for the frivolity of the blog. I wish that were true, but it's not.<br /><br />Nope....I have just been pooped...lazy...or uninspired.<br /><br />Sorry.<br /><br />I have thought of so many humorous tidbits to share, but by the time I get home and sit down, I just don't have the energy to type it. Sad isn't it?<br /><br />I wanted to tell you about how I was flashed by a cop on my way to work. I suppose I could just give you the quick version. I was driving to work on the new three lane interstate and as on any normal day there was a car in the left lane and the car in the middle lane and a car in the right lane all going the same speed. Silly me didn't know that was why the third lane was added so that now we can have traffic backed up on three lanes instead of two because three people choose to drive the exact same speed. Well on this particular morning the driver in the left lane was one of Illinois' finest. I was able to stare a hole in the back of the middle lane's driver's head and scared him enough to speed up and move over to the right lane. As I made my move to break the bottle neck the car in the left speeds up to my speed. I slow down...he slows down. I speed up...he speeds up and then....then he has the nerve to speed up just enough to get just far enough ahead and flash his cherry and berry lights. (I hope your mind wasn't wondering else where with a different kind of "flashing") I had to drive the stinking speed limit the rest of the way.<br /><br />Anyway, please accept my apologies. And stick with me. I hope to find a little more energy and inspiration soon!!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-70254603976869686322010-04-04T15:13:00.013-05:002010-04-04T19:47:25.815-05:00So Much To Talk About ....The Kentucky Wildcats lost in the Elite Eight. I was so mad I could've cussed. Some say I might have, but don't believe it. I was mad enough to though.<br /><div><br />Spent last weekend with my girls in Nashville. What a busy, busy weekend.<br /><br />I got there on Thursday and we met up with my Sister-in-law and niece and had a yummy dinner at Mafiaoza's. Loved the fried ravioli.<br /><br />Friday we spent a leisurely day in downtown Franklin. Ate at Pucketts and had my favorite meal of the entire trip, a fried bologna sandwich. Oh my word. It was a thick cut of bologna, so I wasn't sure if I would like it. I usually like my FBS thin slice of bologna slit in four places and fried up crispy. But this was bologna-icious.I bought the cutest little scarf to tie on my purse. I am so glad I got it early in the trip because I think every where we went people noticed me and thought I must be a famous country singer or something because having a purse with a cute little scarf tied on to it is so trendy.<br /><br />We then yearned for something educational. So we jumped into Steph's Patriot Missile and landed smack dab in the middle of the Civil War. We gazed upon the Carnton Plantation. (We weren't going to pay the $10 a head to actually through it.) We learned that the Battle of Franklin had swept right through the very spot we were standing and many a confederate soldier died on the veranda of which we were observing. John and Carrie McGavock buried those soldiers right there on their land. As we strolled through the final resting place of these soldiers, Steph got a call on her Blackberry.....but no one was on the other line. Coincidence? I don't think so. I think it was an attempt from someone on the other side asking her to please get off his headstone.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFXrMIx0O1NpyFsdWVDfkNxPWq1EdcKMPZONmHDA77_tDi89pRu3HtaP31tnC0yXB8PlrHBi1xZNVqniOYm8JQNclQQNgVt5SniBBJ-k__UY5W7zK-wod9L5HD_yL7MTmIfHAhScq9qBy/s1600/025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFXrMIx0O1NpyFsdWVDfkNxPWq1EdcKMPZONmHDA77_tDi89pRu3HtaP31tnC0yXB8PlrHBi1xZNVqniOYm8JQNclQQNgVt5SniBBJ-k__UY5W7zK-wod9L5HD_yL7MTmIfHAhScq9qBy/s320/025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456447511216866818" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We piled back into the Patriot and visited a war memorial and then back to Steph's place to think about all we had seen.....and to admired my scarf embellished purse.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwr2V8-FL8OT6Agyx_5Hj8MaDBC9c6TFqoAH0ed2ysfGOMkfQOK28Bpjnn8fz_8pLRi9m19uVGnUC6gCXNrdfLgQkkWX-lm4v0VrApOlI-PkEwVe2tQ6L86RzTu7VS_oSn8_n2Xf4DCJa3/s1600/100_1564.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwr2V8-FL8OT6Agyx_5Hj8MaDBC9c6TFqoAH0ed2ysfGOMkfQOK28Bpjnn8fz_8pLRi9m19uVGnUC6gCXNrdfLgQkkWX-lm4v0VrApOlI-PkEwVe2tQ6L86RzTu7VS_oSn8_n2Xf4DCJa3/s320/100_1564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437903544383218" border="0" /></a><br />Elizabeth showed up just in the nick of time to join us for yet another meal. We feasted on steak at JAlexanders. We were going to need all the nourishment we could get for the night that lay ahead of us. With our belly's full, we bolted for the dark side of Nashville to a little karaoke place called Wanna Be's. Oh if those walls could talk. I'm not going to say too much except....I Go Out Walking..After Midnight..Out In The Moonlight. I am so sorry Patsy....so very, very sorry. It was a wild and crazy night I tell you. I didn't get to bed until TWELVE THIRTY.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAeqGg4uZYmjsVnLf4EcFF2rvk8fV-EB9jVw3wgmI8kB5OqgXzVoGnVFgxbcx7xJa97QdvyLCn8nRRbnIQ6BTUWuFxMCY36-aICHd2FnzMqkajKj7FVfr-VFxQCAGM_hFZVtNtzsMaOtp7/s1600/100_1569.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAeqGg4uZYmjsVnLf4EcFF2rvk8fV-EB9jVw3wgmI8kB5OqgXzVoGnVFgxbcx7xJa97QdvyLCn8nRRbnIQ6BTUWuFxMCY36-aICHd2FnzMqkajKj7FVfr-VFxQCAGM_hFZVtNtzsMaOtp7/s320/100_1569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437920088152498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh42x-sPBCCZGEsPb1OXzfdGA2lgAT4v-1hLBStsV1B6vWw7aY6Si-M521leLHl3vEl_yV94sBvQN92A45ajPF9mN-Q50eUmaRv8rcG-_6eOBoYsB267dd5f0zDadG1cKOGq8AytKXJnhIN/s1600/100_1570.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh42x-sPBCCZGEsPb1OXzfdGA2lgAT4v-1hLBStsV1B6vWw7aY6Si-M521leLHl3vEl_yV94sBvQN92A45ajPF9mN-Q50eUmaRv8rcG-_6eOBoYsB267dd5f0zDadG1cKOGq8AytKXJnhIN/s320/100_1570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437926262581314" border="0" /></a><massimo's><br /><br />Saturday was to be a 100 proof kind of day! The Patriot Missile took us straight to Lynchburg, TN and the Jack Daniels Distillery. If people knew how much work goes into making that stuff they would drink it with a little more respect and not guzzle it down like it was water! Did you know that Lynchburg is a dry county. They can make it there, but never a drop is to be tasted.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpO34iBgzDn41HhUm6CJodV3J6KovYBsfi6doSFk1mF4PfeUSqUoL63x93mqNyAdMUGjQUy1AmD93Ww2IlIqf7Q26pMR2LxxbgNrAFxQehv4I7-2sMg0_KJs7yWVbWe8N7vWdCTxmc8TN/s1600/100_1578.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpO34iBgzDn41HhUm6CJodV3J6KovYBsfi6doSFk1mF4PfeUSqUoL63x93mqNyAdMUGjQUy1AmD93Ww2IlIqf7Q26pMR2LxxbgNrAFxQehv4I7-2sMg0_KJs7yWVbWe8N7vWdCTxmc8TN/s320/100_1578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437937762882370" border="0" /></a></massimo's><massimo's><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgehw3FjnIGbXyxpvVO4dhzG1ALeBCBXnnUucgZc7fN2_DGIacD-Dn-garzCVVjXRr6qt_nfxkKpWGeK0gasPFL1IvR_tOTd9_GbMuHucvsGXvkKeJkD1jdwfx0-0E_py3_NKr0HXVP10Lu/s1600/100_1583.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgehw3FjnIGbXyxpvVO4dhzG1ALeBCBXnnUucgZc7fN2_DGIacD-Dn-garzCVVjXRr6qt_nfxkKpWGeK0gasPFL1IvR_tOTd9_GbMuHucvsGXvkKeJkD1jdwfx0-0E_py3_NKr0HXVP10Lu/s320/100_1583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456438907533160962" border="0" /></a></massimo's><massimo's><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-6kkkjFPrWsYJ7UQEljzP8h34oz49a3x9Ek9DntTg7MBItMcaVgB9zyZhGaV1vRDRrJHE815vpkeRrJWy-F_b5HBkm_SOdHlMaTRGtev61gEly3e2h8HtAWrKz7Elg5BoxHawjHHZ0b9/s1600/100_1579.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-6kkkjFPrWsYJ7UQEljzP8h34oz49a3x9Ek9DntTg7MBItMcaVgB9zyZhGaV1vRDRrJHE815vpkeRrJWy-F_b5HBkm_SOdHlMaTRGtev61gEly3e2h8HtAWrKz7Elg5BoxHawjHHZ0b9/s320/100_1579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456438884650169842" border="0" /></a><br />In the words of Elizabeth, we were all Jacked up and now it was time to wine down. We stopped by a vineyard on the way home to enjoy some of Nashville's famous Calypso music in the vineyard.<br /><br /><well in="" words="" of="" that="" we="" were="" all="" jacked="" up="" it="" time="" to="" wine="" after="" lunch="" at="" southern="" the="" patriot="" was="" now=""></well></massimo's><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 79px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9VthZEdhXitVeQXoGPWwM-R5P6MRecrVkiRs96bwHp4WCAhX1a1S8asBUJohBj15UeTYfaYp9qALWqG6_U2Q8n4VDHtfoutiqzwOL79MGoe4DN6KkdpSJqvLbS_5nNxQU8rfxgdOc6N8J/s320/topbanner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456442080637661074" border="0" /><br />Now, it is about an hour to Lynchburg and and hour back so we kept ourselves entertained on the road by getting to know....da turdle man.<br /><br /><br /></div><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gn8EQ0azXpQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gn8EQ0azXpQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object><br /><div> </div><br /><div><br />By then it was time to eat again. Who cares none of us were a bit hungry, but the clock said it was time to eat and ate we did. After a filling dinner of Mexican we were all wore out from our whirl wind tour of middle Tennessee so we called it a night. Hugs and kisses to Brenda and Andrea as they were leaving first thing in the morning.<br /><br />Sunday morning we met Steph's room mate and her Mother for a delightful lunch at The Brick Cafe'. Good food and good friends. Elizabeth had to get back home so that left Steph and myself to fill a Sunday afternoon until it was time for me to catch my flight home.<br /><br />I got home around 10:30 Sunday evening and now a week later I think I have finally caught up on my sleep. </div><br /><div> </div><br /><div>But my scarf is still tied to my purse and looks marvelous.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiECqg10K_JQEq2eXJGi_v5COcabB2rVodOCzByPUbQ723DPEMyGiL_kDFOEmRjObdbVNy_IUA8IrVOweCEUMdrHrgZA35bxFZ_b9foTPimdL0ENmdVSLJuH5cqwq6P2rLwt67AvXOOR_Rp/s1600/100_1584.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiECqg10K_JQEq2eXJGi_v5COcabB2rVodOCzByPUbQ723DPEMyGiL_kDFOEmRjObdbVNy_IUA8IrVOweCEUMdrHrgZA35bxFZ_b9foTPimdL0ENmdVSLJuH5cqwq6P2rLwt67AvXOOR_Rp/s320/100_1584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456438914465704978" border="0" /></a><div> </div><br /><div> </div>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-15695592490279072412010-03-13T16:54:00.004-06:002010-03-13T17:05:04.719-06:00March Madness Makes Me MerryThe madness has begun!<br /><br />I love this time of year almost better than Christmas!!<br />The fact that it does not require any shopping, wrapping, cooking or cleaning is just a bonus.<br /><br />Here are some very important dates to highlight on your calendar so you won't miss a minute of this years Hoops Hysteria.<br /><br />Selection Sunday: March 14, 2010<br /><br />Opening Round Game: March 16, 2010<br /><br />First Round: March 18-19, 2010<br /><br />Second Round: March 20-21, 2010<br /><br />Third Round: March 25-26, 2010<br /><br />Fourth Round: March 27-28, 2010<br /><br /><span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD2">Final Four</span>: April 3 & 5, 2010 at Lucas Oil Stadium<br />Indianapolis, Indiana.<br /><br />Need a bracket? You can get one<a href="http://espn.go.com/mens-college-basketball/tournament/bracket"> here</a>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" >GO CATS!!</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKBBZnemt4fujvmcvNEMLsriR24I4M1FqAepPQHoeKjuaBHnWgKbGZFWCrJCvPujqt927TgFXvOwrI6xXnpNHzSq0qe0d7GT-sm4_YdeWCimzWf_vGuw2fL26du6d9v7GW-pRa3PeAWADN/s1600-h/cat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKBBZnemt4fujvmcvNEMLsriR24I4M1FqAepPQHoeKjuaBHnWgKbGZFWCrJCvPujqt927TgFXvOwrI6xXnpNHzSq0qe0d7GT-sm4_YdeWCimzWf_vGuw2fL26du6d9v7GW-pRa3PeAWADN/s400/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448257440392769810" border="0" /></a></div>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-88313517071470850822010-03-06T15:04:00.002-06:002010-03-06T15:15:00.832-06:00Grandma's Little Sweet-E<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvqitFot_CwnCfxcL0vEUMTf8lME5gph2sRbBPiQGk6_W-jm4xNaChN3-tBGACCeyWv7vGOcUsy21xy25A1m9JR8WDF1vZoRDeUZTOB9MV3d9a_7EhGQHYDlkKRWrERFqGSL8dLEaZOrGX/s1600-h/100_1501.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjphtRhMQ6M7WIEvMG_B8bdzlc_S8RmTLNya5mqFp4i8-bJF9G2ltpe1i_dSDzdZH1QNDdSwqHRhXezbUOz4KK6bAvwd9OyqG1wtVK7IZKgC94-_H1DR2I0X1ueJoaiBjYvCCt9NaSI5IKG/s320/100_1555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445631459073166066" border="0" /></a>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-30620589099394320032010-03-01T19:43:00.002-06:002010-03-01T20:11:36.420-06:00Grocery Shopping Brings Out the Worst In MeBefore you go any further, please don't think me as cold-hearted and uncaring. Don't call me insensitive. Just hear the frustration in my voice for what it is.<br /><br />I am of the firm belief that there should be some type of rules for grocery shopping. I think that you should have to show a current check stub or an employee badge of some sort in order to prove that you have no other time to shop to be allowed in the grocery between the hours of 4:00 and 6:30 p.m.<br /><br />I believe that if you are retired, you can turn the DVR on and record the current showing of Deal or No Deal to be watched later in the day. There is no need for someone who has ALL STINKING DAY to grocery shop to be in the mix during peak hours. I mean come on Elmer and Avis Oldfolks, if you need to study the saltine boxes that long, you need to get an earlier start. Just grab a box and get on with it for crying out loud. I understand that on nice days that Elmer and Avis just need some fresh air. But don't you think the air is fresher at say 1:30?<br /><br /><br />I believe if the only form of mobility you have at your disposal is a little rascal, you MUST obey the rules of road at all times. Riding in a motorized shopping cart does not give you license to barrel up the produce aisle at break neck speed chasing all of rest of us out of the way just so you can have your pick of the apples and mangoes.<br /><br />I only have one thing to say to those who have a passel of kids.....GET A BABY SITTER! For real, if you have 5 kids under the age of 4 and are wearing pink sweat pants that you obviously purchased prior to birthin' all them babies, then you can either come first thing in the morning before boredom and over-stimulation has set in. Or you can get a baby sitter. I can get you some names if you need them. I really don't want to purchase a bag of chips after Penny the Pooper has carried them through out the store while whining "Mooooooommmmmm....I neeeeeeddddd theeeeeesssse." Only to have you put them back on the shelf just before you head to the check out.<br /><br />Now I am fully aware that there are circumstances that may require those who are not at work the previous 8 hours to have to be shopping during prime time. I was blessed to see the cute little old man in the race cart being helped by what very well may have been his grand-daughter. I admired her security as she shouted to her hard of hearing friend the multiple varieties of frozen vegetables. I panicked with her as the driver of said race cart announced "I THINK THIS THING IS RUNNING OUT OF GAS....IT IS GETTING SLOWER."<br /><br />So, please forgive me. I am not usually this irritable. But I just took 2 and one half hours of my life to complete what should have been a 45 minute trip to the Piggly Wiggly. I didn't even get a good look at ice cream because there was a mob of preschoolers climbing in the freezer case while the moms discussed why Oprah can't keep the weight off. <br /><br />Next trip I think I will try to get in at 5:oo A.m. on my way In to work and see how that works.Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-68083609029057886912010-02-22T21:41:00.010-06:002010-02-22T22:18:02.172-06:00Ode To A Girl Scout<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7B3HxT3iM1UM9I29birdnv5nmjokV8dOjqjZ22rP8ubf_gV3UwmdvAEXvSh_SWQxwEYEQftWjp6au0QM-SbCla_U7CZSaun-turpUJ4jfEBSxxOq7DkLLWctZDtPyB-NzQscIFdLDkAS/s1600-h/1965_Uniforms.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7B3HxT3iM1UM9I29birdnv5nmjokV8dOjqjZ22rP8ubf_gV3UwmdvAEXvSh_SWQxwEYEQftWjp6au0QM-SbCla_U7CZSaun-turpUJ4jfEBSxxOq7DkLLWctZDtPyB-NzQscIFdLDkAS/s400/1965_Uniforms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441287787823303394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Oh you little sprite, all dressed in green.<br />You and your badges all sown on with honor and pride.<br />You are such a Carmel Delight to so many people.<br /><br />You just Tag-A-Long without any complaint,<br />Just the Peanut Patter sound of your little feet brings a smile to many a face.<br />It makes us just want to Do-Si-Do with joy when we see you coming up our walk.<br /><br />Oh you precious little Brownie Scout.<br />You are a gift to us all in your beanie.<br />Your Thin Mint-ens are always on your tiny hands.<br /><br />You enrich our lives so.<br />You and Samoa of your friends are always a welcome sight at out lonely door posts.<br /><br />Oh you little Daisy Scout.<br />You little Shortbread you!<br />What a Trefoil treat you bring us.<br /><br />You are such special young entrepreneurs.<br />Many have tried to imitate, but none have succeeded.<br />We love you Girl Scouts.<br />We love you with all our cookie craving hearts.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdzl7LyLQiYJbcxs5w-2XiJYMV_yLBhrU0HTfVN40Ci7HBBbVHBB4k7MyO1eDeuMoSLl4VyylCdL0UN3egT8JDLuCtXJATrkFpdVx7wntI3n-TOWH3m_m0CtCSa763SfGQRRd2y00y8IC/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdzl7LyLQiYJbcxs5w-2XiJYMV_yLBhrU0HTfVN40Ci7HBBbVHBB4k7MyO1eDeuMoSLl4VyylCdL0UN3egT8JDLuCtXJATrkFpdVx7wntI3n-TOWH3m_m0CtCSa763SfGQRRd2y00y8IC/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441285278197683586" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-10370070061096087222010-02-15T20:04:00.009-06:002010-02-15T21:13:29.373-06:00Surprise! Surprise! Suprise!My birthday was on Friday. I turned 5....fif....49 plus 1. Yeppers, I hit the big 5 - 0. I don't mind reaching that mile stone, it just that it seems so weird, so not normal to say that I am fifty. But you know what they say....Fifty is the new Thirty!!<br /><br />Before I go any further, let me first say THANK YOU to all my friends and family who helped me celebrate my birthday. <br /><br />As I take inventory of 50 years of my accomplishments, my failures, my experiences both good and bad, I realize how ridiculously blessed I am to have the honor to call so many amazing people my friend. Then, when I look at those that I am fortunate enough to call family, I am so very thankful for each and every one of you.<br /><br />And I want to say a very special THANK YOU and I LOVE YOU to Danny, Chris, Kelly, Emerson, Elizabeth, Robert and Stephanie. You are far and above the best gifts I could ever hope for or dream of. You make me proud in who you are and your successes are just bonuses!<br /><br />Here are a few pictures from the Nifty Fifty Surprise Party!! Enjoy.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Is it wrong that I start out with the cake?<br /><br /></div>I live for cake. Cake and I have been best friends for 50 years now. Cake is the only reason I attend weddings. This cake was amazing. It looks beautiful and it tasted just as good as it looks. The top layer was lemon with raspberry filling...yummy. The middle layer was Red Velvet...my all time favorite. The bottom layer was marble with custard filling. Fantastic. <span style="font-size:85%;">(A shout out to Kirin Hertzner, the cake artist!)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCHLgHgCbZcObz53c0pcyvQIDjsHnKK3DKGSvBeqXa4cxweGcwGaXFZ9Qu8PwJpX54vGwuY77QoBm-7iCAITEpBRAdikza2dcqNjBQPbJV9-dUcwBo0zaPmnBK0IMTENmP107k0lcnCQ6F/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCHLgHgCbZcObz53c0pcyvQIDjsHnKK3DKGSvBeqXa4cxweGcwGaXFZ9Qu8PwJpX54vGwuY77QoBm-7iCAITEpBRAdikza2dcqNjBQPbJV9-dUcwBo0zaPmnBK0IMTENmP107k0lcnCQ6F/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438669669639527442" border="0" /></a><br />Emerson was the first surprise, then Chris and Kelly....<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzXT4rYjyh_BMXXEJQCVW5TUMDzBjTSx02UXeUIezIKarQ-zETKtppANyItzXKEPmL0Yb8jZjYq68JQlxTvbt-tvaUPOiDj6wTXu76PJFgBmUs3Pb2XE26Fgj7PE-ClK_f_aXdhJ3oCxGG/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzXT4rYjyh_BMXXEJQCVW5TUMDzBjTSx02UXeUIezIKarQ-zETKtppANyItzXKEPmL0Yb8jZjYq68JQlxTvbt-tvaUPOiDj6wTXu76PJFgBmUs3Pb2XE26Fgj7PE-ClK_f_aXdhJ3oCxGG/s200/IMG_0927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438669337263434354" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then Elizabeth....<br />Rob came a little later.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5w1w0270v5cHruuQqAqgG0VGOn20Xk-nDhsyAohGDn2eI2xoUMdLdYtTm_gAKkXpIQ6vutBvviuFXa9uqJswuhyphenhyphenlwh2ImrANl1WiIgP-U5ZdXPHOBsyx0Z0bXiz-mVbKEhzeC3-ypRTGh/s1600-h/IMG_0880.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5w1w0270v5cHruuQqAqgG0VGOn20Xk-nDhsyAohGDn2eI2xoUMdLdYtTm_gAKkXpIQ6vutBvviuFXa9uqJswuhyphenhyphenlwh2ImrANl1WiIgP-U5ZdXPHOBsyx0Z0bXiz-mVbKEhzeC3-ypRTGh/s200/IMG_0880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438669334027211378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Then Stephanie.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyX2v0ElNxeiTKxa4Jlx39tR-58VSf6xjPaa8DtZ4fwhkL0To7wxbqHpjQnEh31ec2ARsjEDEFl5u1MD4FRgV6xZsjyF0MvF9eymE0Ugtx41XPGst83FSxxmdKudAgI8IveTLBNlrNbco/s1600-h/IMG_0887.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyX2v0ElNxeiTKxa4Jlx39tR-58VSf6xjPaa8DtZ4fwhkL0To7wxbqHpjQnEh31ec2ARsjEDEFl5u1MD4FRgV6xZsjyF0MvF9eymE0Ugtx41XPGst83FSxxmdKudAgI8IveTLBNlrNbco/s200/IMG_0887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438668836468414450" border="0" /></a><br />My sneaky kids!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzTduB0ONoy1i_edsIdniR7gr7FoKdt7nNplnwjgIZ5QIKGpoKAv9HJ3JfQFibrnjUX9YM3H9v_3mTilNRB_dNzI1CXLzqHj8OrgWLqJW2fCtYKkBUX597-nc301jK2YK1tMcT6uDWlOA/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzTduB0ONoy1i_edsIdniR7gr7FoKdt7nNplnwjgIZ5QIKGpoKAv9HJ3JfQFibrnjUX9YM3H9v_3mTilNRB_dNzI1CXLzqHj8OrgWLqJW2fCtYKkBUX597-nc301jK2YK1tMcT6uDWlOA/s200/IMG_0896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438668824465071730" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here I get to beat the stuffing out of 50!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn6VlnCHxP6gec1NsWe02zvc53zZbizkJVRlO0J4XUI7-ilMnI2jmgucd8kRvbXRZzA0OYsLhustBcVWxsmonn26It2RzSR-qCRCZUkNm7t9cfCozlXTwrVlUyFTaxzO-KaCEXAvxvUOLn/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn6VlnCHxP6gec1NsWe02zvc53zZbizkJVRlO0J4XUI7-ilMnI2jmgucd8kRvbXRZzA0OYsLhustBcVWxsmonn26It2RzSR-qCRCZUkNm7t9cfCozlXTwrVlUyFTaxzO-KaCEXAvxvUOLn/s200/IMG_0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438668817814175122" border="0" /></a><br />And 50 just doesn't want to die!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Kg0OpMlZPfzPKIlaDOX2EKt_ZHPzEzUdSbtRtLDm4ypxjnEQmMlUVIffuYcxY1klQIbkrThnGLv2lfF7LVHSkdsvQVALEkFtkP1Gd2FxoUiuCOY2YDpEFdSnpWF3iw1DMAO2tFK6CMCS/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Kg0OpMlZPfzPKIlaDOX2EKt_ZHPzEzUdSbtRtLDm4ypxjnEQmMlUVIffuYcxY1klQIbkrThnGLv2lfF7LVHSkdsvQVALEkFtkP1Gd2FxoUiuCOY2YDpEFdSnpWF3iw1DMAO2tFK6CMCS/s200/IMG_0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438668807941649170" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here are some of the guests...who by the way are very<br />good at telling untruths!!<br /><br /><br />Big Mommy and Emerson<br />(aka my Mom)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA1z8lrKI2pLbLJEfDA91OXjf61-6gSfi-vgyM8tKmBKm2NWyyA-HHu7oX8BW6SJvmepmUo3hYxZiyfp2hOhXCadvB-ChF-gILHh4liXdajH6kmy8GoVuBVy6xi3S7WYImb6h6qe2bc0TS/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDGQgbuss0qJ4OBPttXVWVW21SYoNVII3zE3MsC2h4IgozgirMyPskQTk9IgdUXSc5sBj6T3QAsxJktuDkzXfzx2aoxCvds9UhF-z_NjJwm5DU2yBnBjrz-vBCc0uVgfbirgcK_6VHML4/s200/IMG_0924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666873972860834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGukW8e_cs-moXr_N_0okjHMZ-uWs6VTP7U_E9qH9Z9tOJi0oQhSONpdrfFtgaNm8G7HhAnWQNl5hIsxNtrSuHaoKutjnECuwWeiaJhqB2m4EZ5fcWZIxROhcChUAnPz5olRsoK_c4j_4/s1600-h/IMG_0925.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGukW8e_cs-moXr_N_0okjHMZ-uWs6VTP7U_E9qH9Z9tOJi0oQhSONpdrfFtgaNm8G7HhAnWQNl5hIsxNtrSuHaoKutjnECuwWeiaJhqB2m4EZ5fcWZIxROhcChUAnPz5olRsoK_c4j_4/s200/IMG_0925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666857780204914" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Andrea: Hmm, so that's what 50 looks like.<br />Stephanie: I will never be 50.<br />Elizabeth: Poor Mom, won't be long until we have to move her into the home.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSvbD88paRF-ZgeIEt4URh3oeWDtnaT3yIF7ru7-AeX89AGKsMfHLlKelqqKIY7q_gnY-qV7RoErb9I7S7Npv23BIiZhBTn9FwXAXuRcQkvQ2-uR-clN-WhK09KWyGuc3Lp1FIp3DZtJUv/s1600-h/IMG_0955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSvbD88paRF-ZgeIEt4URh3oeWDtnaT3yIF7ru7-AeX89AGKsMfHLlKelqqKIY7q_gnY-qV7RoErb9I7S7Npv23BIiZhBTn9FwXAXuRcQkvQ2-uR-clN-WhK09KWyGuc3Lp1FIp3DZtJUv/s200/IMG_0955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666855708275682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I was queen for the day!<br />Thanks to everyone!!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAD8PjxDjOlBZakLitYBSpvkgRHhT9wBDgZ_26DdmZsEcUirAf29KyDAYhNev_PnpO0HWc3W3G3zcRI0GlSn3Aw7vKPs1iuSKkWmihjRO8y7oBHn2XdQ6UpKc13knuGu2TW4Y8fihs4sw1/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAD8PjxDjOlBZakLitYBSpvkgRHhT9wBDgZ_26DdmZsEcUirAf29KyDAYhNev_PnpO0HWc3W3G3zcRI0GlSn3Aw7vKPs1iuSKkWmihjRO8y7oBHn2XdQ6UpKc13knuGu2TW4Y8fihs4sw1/s200/IMG_0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666846750011010" border="0" /></a>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-84375061211204161732010-02-02T16:59:00.005-06:002010-02-02T20:50:37.051-06:00Emerson, The Great DebaterEmerson has quite a passion for human and cat rights but holds his own very well up against Bill O'Reilly.<br /><br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yk2iov0irXg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yk2iov0irXg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Film editing by CDCDeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-44187197866083952252010-01-30T13:25:00.004-06:002010-01-31T09:56:24.655-06:00The Great Calendar Shortage of Twenty TenOMG....(and I mean Oh My Goodness....I wouldn't say Oh My God unless I was praying....that's just me....IDK) any way enough of the text talk...Did you know that there is a severe calendar shortage in the Greater Northern Illinois/Southern Wisconsin area?<br /><br />Me neither! Somebody should have warned us.<br /><br />I had to go to THREE stores to find a 2010 Calendar. For real people, even Hallmark said they were sold out before Christmas. Something about no one giving out free ones this year so everyone had to buy one. Is this Obama's idea of an economic stimulus? Well if it is .... it is working!!!! But really, this should have been the lead news story even before all of the H1N1 vaccine shortages and stuff. Honestly. I am so shook up right now I am shaking.<br /><br />How did I find out about this lack of calendars you ask? Well let me just tell you.<br /><br />My employer always gives us two calendars. One is a very nice wire bound one that is a little on the big side, but that just makes it easier for me to spot when my next day off is. It is very professional with no added gobbly gook on each date.<br /><br />The other one is a Diversity themed one where every child of every employee of the entire corporation is invited to draw a picture of what diversity means to them. Then they are pasted all over this calendar. Very busy...that is all I will say about the design. It also listed every event that every office in all 4 states would sponsor. Really, I don't need to know when the Oklahoma Full Service Unit is having their Red Bandanna Rodeo to help injured Cowboys. Just really don't feel the burden for them.<br /><br />I would always bring that one home to use in the kitchen. Remember my <a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html">anal list making issue</a>? Well, that is what I would use this calendar for. I make my weekly menu on the calendar after pouring over my cookbooks, magazines and recipe files. Choosing the meals that just make my mouth water and on what day to have them. Then I would have the recipe at hand for when it was time to make it and I would use the menu to make my grocery list so I didn't end up with 25 pound of ground beef and no chicken breast. It is really a very ingenious method. I may patent it and market a calender just for this use.<br /><br />But, lo and behold, due to cost saving measures we only received one calendar this year. (Guess which one we got? I will give you a hint.... The Texas Tumbleweed Benefit Garage Sale for Sunburned Ranch Hands is on June 23rd.) So now I am left to my own devices on how to plot my meals. Dan-o suggested I print one off of the computer. HA! Amateur. It has to be compiled on a bound calendar so it can be saved for future reference. I have menu calendars dating back to 2004. I will not be accused of fixing the same meal too many times in a decade.<br /><br />I hated to spend the money on a calendar, but it was a true necessity and was eager to pick one out and hurry home to begin my planning for February. Imagine the sunken feeling I had when CVS Pharmacy and Hallmark shot me down. I was in a panic. But the nice lady at Hallmark, who also shared my disbelief and disgust in the lack of calendaring needs, told me she thought she saw some at the Kroger. I didn't even say good-bye. Just took out of the store like a scalded cat. Thank God. The Kroger had a few precious calendars left. I was so thankful I fell to my knees and offered up a sacrifice of praise right there. I chose the Monet Garden theme. Not that I am a art aficionado or anything, it was just more my style then the Harley Davidson theme.<br /><br />So now I am a happy woman. I have my calendar and life is good. If you are in the area stop by and I will show you my rare 2010 calendar. And if you stop in on Tuesday we will be having Potato Crusted Chicken, Steamed Citrus Green Beans, Garlic Mashed Potato's and Glazed Carrots.Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-46714126387596060772010-01-19T21:21:00.005-06:002010-01-19T21:43:00.654-06:00Weight....I Have Something To Say!!!So it has been a while since I have updated the world on the elimination of the extra poundage.<br /><br />Let me share a little of what tasty morsels have crossed these lips.<br /><br />First there was Thanksgiving. 'nuff said there.<br /><br />Then came Christmas. Cookies, cakes, big breakfasts every morning, big dinners every night and lots of snacks in case there would be more than a 45 minute gap between meals.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We had Paula Deen's Red Velvet Cake<br />Out of this world.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWINxkjERoXYQWQ9sapEOjOi5uyg0DfZxfFRXpDB_mdC-PSRxx5deKG66uE4zEmW62aAG6AbZMQ_xPziw_Rj84QURfDnPMKRP1qFDZRqZImqx8AykYIFg9WtQ2wxH8D3-3qdLSjJ79FMDz/s1600-h/BT0506-4_Red-Velvet-Cake_s4x3_med.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWINxkjERoXYQWQ9sapEOjOi5uyg0DfZxfFRXpDB_mdC-PSRxx5deKG66uE4zEmW62aAG6AbZMQ_xPziw_Rj84QURfDnPMKRP1qFDZRqZImqx8AykYIFg9WtQ2wxH8D3-3qdLSjJ79FMDz/s400/BT0506-4_Red-Velvet-Cake_s4x3_med.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428659268006487698" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Southern Living's Chocolate Citrus Cake<br />Amazing!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUa6g7vr6IFAiNliyoyrunVCN-h1tKC6bmvURmb4TbBIqhz6-QYmMg1fdEPLUr0W4p2vQ3MH-AIppeI84MYQXnkvd69Shi5bBhbb2DKG0IS9cmM8gz0a6jQSvrc4PpOcj4yvWg9yf4dx5N/s1600-h/cover-12-2009-sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUa6g7vr6IFAiNliyoyrunVCN-h1tKC6bmvURmb4TbBIqhz6-QYmMg1fdEPLUr0W4p2vQ3MH-AIppeI84MYQXnkvd69Shi5bBhbb2DKG0IS9cmM8gz0a6jQSvrc4PpOcj4yvWg9yf4dx5N/s400/cover-12-2009-sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428658827941744610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Praline Pull Apart Bread<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJdFUr9RSJU_oUaEkNaDu7b51gfCecFE9SdH_miRXFMmuz21GoLkwGiEmWEbjpUtz_HzihlVKSENyd_geytnehXq1nflD3wamvQhgRf2hB9Dr7nLO0Kg4GSSMApKa7HXgZw6vqX76RMyZ/s1600-h/praline-bread-sl-1940886-l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJdFUr9RSJU_oUaEkNaDu7b51gfCecFE9SdH_miRXFMmuz21GoLkwGiEmWEbjpUtz_HzihlVKSENyd_geytnehXq1nflD3wamvQhgRf2hB9Dr7nLO0Kg4GSSMApKa7HXgZw6vqX76RMyZ/s400/praline-bread-sl-1940886-l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428660089937541554" border="0" /></a><br />It was all so wonderful...so very wonderful. Sigh....like a dream.<br /><br /><br />So...now here is the final tally.....<br /><br />Ladies and Gentlemen...<br /><br />For 14 straight weeks....<br /><br />The dreaded scale....<br /><br />Has moved....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />DOWN!!! 15.1 POUNDS to be exact!!!<br /><br />Yes, even with all of the indulgence, I lost weight!!!<br /><br />I am not bragging mind you, I am just thrilled!!!<br /><br />I would like to thank the redeco project, the Wii, the long walks in the park!!!<br /><br />I think I have finally stumbled on the secret to weight loss....exercise. Who knew?<br /><br />Now I just have to keep the motivation going. <br /><br />I think I even feel another 100 step photo walk coming on!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-23721590868660632392010-01-06T00:01:00.000-06:002010-01-06T00:01:00.719-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7IDQKcFHehsEgkFiIDsgczGMBNJcea4gBwDgVukYylG8PCNFTWTCfWqvj1tWdmAARR8x1nQ_0HLV-bAD-3cQp637Zdc7RbJi85RtstCMh5U59mChrgDrNSyt5IWhww5k5BeqvBwpcetos/s1600-h/birthday_cupcakes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7IDQKcFHehsEgkFiIDsgczGMBNJcea4gBwDgVukYylG8PCNFTWTCfWqvj1tWdmAARR8x1nQ_0HLV-bAD-3cQp637Zdc7RbJi85RtstCMh5U59mChrgDrNSyt5IWhww5k5BeqvBwpcetos/s400/birthday_cupcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422307949474765922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Happy birthday to you.<br />Happy birthday to you.<br />Happy birthday dear blo - og.<br />Happy birthday to you!<br /></div><br />It has been one year since I set out on this experience of blogging! I have enjoyed it and am really quite surprised that I have been faithful to it for this long.<br /><br />I have enjoyed sharing little glimpses of what is bouncing around in the great expanse of my head!<br /><br />Some of the posts have been about <a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-mother-has-been-reading-few-of-my.html">me</a>. Some about <a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-just-go-back-to-schoolrock-back-to.html">others</a>. Some have been<a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-with-his-jesus.html"> sad</a>. Some have been <a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2009/05/introducing.html">happy</a>. Some have been<a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-are-odds.html"> hysterical</a>. Some of them have been <a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-my-dreams-come-true.html">pointless</a>. Some have actually taken some <a href="http://imissmayberry-dee.blogspot.com/2009/02/child-of-mountains.html">thought to put together</a>. Some have been just a brazen excuse to show you pictures of the cutest little boy on the face of the earth!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfoMVqu5AtJqQ_-48TjCh2LQ3oEopi0upo3g_MS2ktG4JFrhb12LG79eQFHLpZYIFME5zzW9ll07ro6hiqNRA9Cyq0_fJBPH8yqx2ojoSkjqt3GGQjtKYSzS2NUbdMQMfnzn-6JdWR0h1M/s1600-h/11.6-8.09+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 128px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfoMVqu5AtJqQ_-48TjCh2LQ3oEopi0upo3g_MS2ktG4JFrhb12LG79eQFHLpZYIFME5zzW9ll07ro6hiqNRA9Cyq0_fJBPH8yqx2ojoSkjqt3GGQjtKYSzS2NUbdMQMfnzn-6JdWR0h1M/s400/11.6-8.09+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422305382661416818" border="0" /></a><br />But they are all part of my life, as simple as it may be.<br /><br />I appreciate both of you that read my ramblings and hope you will stick with me as we embark on year two. I am not making any promises that things will be any better than last year, but who knows what lies ahead!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-11676422330193881272010-01-01T09:49:00.003-06:002010-01-01T10:27:57.529-06:00HAPPY 2010!!!!This year I am resolved to.....<br /><br /> Wait...I am not going to resolve anything. Today is another gift from God just like yesterday was and tomorrow will be, if He so chooses. I should be striving to be and do my very best whether it is January 1st or September 19th.<br /><br />This is not to say there isn't much I need to improve on. There's more than enough that I need to work on, and I will try and try again to make those improvements. But what I am not going to do is set myself up for failure. <br /><br />I am a fanatical list maker. This Christmas, as in Christmas's past, I had a list of what we would be eating for breakfast, lunch and dinner and a calendar that listed what needed to be cooked and when. <br /><br />I do this for a couple reasons. <br /><br />First, my memory is just not the steel trap that it used to be. I do think this is hereditary though. My Grandma Runyon would come out of the bedroom after dressing and take her both her hands and tap her shoulders (checking to make sure she had a shirt on) tap her breasts (yep, there's the brassiere) tap her waist (check - pants and panties in place) and then off she would go.<br /><br />Second, it keeps me organized. Without the list, we very well could be enjoying breakfast casserole for Christmas dinner and Red Beans and Rice for breakfast because I didn't read the recipe ahead and know that the beans had to cook for 8 hours. This is not to say that this list making doesn't have it's flaws as evidenced in the multiple runs to Kroger on Dec. 23....or 1:00 in the morning Dec. 24. But hey, the pull-a-part pecan rolls were well worth the trip!!<br /><br />Third, it gives me a sense of accomplishment. There is no feeling like marking a task off of a to do list. Even if the task you are marking off is making another to do list. It is something that needed to be done and it got done....mark it off.....move on to the next job.<br /><br />So if I am such an anal list maker why aren't I making any New Years Resolutions? It isn't because the list would be too long (although it would be quite lengthy) it's because those resolutions are what I want accomplished. I want to loose weight. I want to be better with money. I want to exercise more......I want I want I want. <br /><br />Nothing I want can be accomplished unless it has been ordained by God the Father and until I have completely surrendered my will to His, even if the things I want are good things, they can't be attained without His power. So in 2010, I will continue to seek His will and let Him make my resolution list. <br /><br />I am looking forward with anticipation to what God will do for my family in the coming year. He has so blessed us in 2009 that it will be almost unimaginable to see what He can do in 2010.<br /><br />Happy New Year to all of you. I pray that 2010 will bring you blessings untold!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-28453562854625926552009-12-21T17:02:00.005-06:002009-12-21T17:26:40.876-06:00Wait....I think I have found my computer......Oh my word, have I got lots to tell you about....but, it is just going to have to wait until next year. We have been busy, busy, busy around here.<br /><br />This is what my living room, family room and dining room has looked like since the Monday after Thanksgiving.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQapobj2PRZYwTFwJfRQs3P1zCW6rGqvYgeOZfwsLdhWHrW37Y-H8PxaoPIVJyHClSAPfcIUUcVSF8r3h-_mKKqeuSTlY7jLrAuXyluU1EUt_ejGDI_aP3sKKbozkRfbgFs7by6rJ3-h9_/s1600-h/100_1402.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQapobj2PRZYwTFwJfRQs3P1zCW6rGqvYgeOZfwsLdhWHrW37Y-H8PxaoPIVJyHClSAPfcIUUcVSF8r3h-_mKKqeuSTlY7jLrAuXyluU1EUt_ejGDI_aP3sKKbozkRfbgFs7by6rJ3-h9_/s400/100_1402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417833703077750082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr5twZjpvEgDb4q2PHQP-ejluCEjDohYOng6J9a-9TXZ3EyfCCEZ-D6SDGIHNi5CY_eUQ5Ec0LhryqMRMBFECis8wZkKSMT7XnptIdN1HmZard1iF7TzOP8wjK1JXUO5o1LVI5vr-QCLC6/s1600-h/100_1399.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr5twZjpvEgDb4q2PHQP-ejluCEjDohYOng6J9a-9TXZ3EyfCCEZ-D6SDGIHNi5CY_eUQ5Ec0LhryqMRMBFECis8wZkKSMT7XnptIdN1HmZard1iF7TzOP8wjK1JXUO5o1LVI5vr-QCLC6/s400/100_1399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417833701777457746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD732XwaOuAlgdZyM5ufSS3YWIx4bxICn3b2_xhGjuBoDL0_Fu4ooyU1L2vQS6OELbB_P403pS0jRgPF9CKZT57F7HbUsh1GAEMatOAkP2C-EVDCi2dPKyXGRdF-q3YQD6QLxm4fUHXSXg/s1600-h/100_1398.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD732XwaOuAlgdZyM5ufSS3YWIx4bxICn3b2_xhGjuBoDL0_Fu4ooyU1L2vQS6OELbB_P403pS0jRgPF9CKZT57F7HbUsh1GAEMatOAkP2C-EVDCi2dPKyXGRdF-q3YQD6QLxm4fUHXSXg/s400/100_1398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417833689315450114" border="0" /></a><br /><br />For almost two weeks, my underwear drawer was in the living room. Now, I am sure the neighbors have often thought of me as conservative and modest, but let me tell you, if they happened a glance in the direction of the large picture window in my living room at just the wrong moment.....whoa baby....they have seen a whole new side to me!!!!<br /><br />So a just a quick recap/explanation as to the silence of the blogs:<br /><br />Two weeks before Thanksgiving a bedroom was born in our basement. We decided we needed another sleeping space for when all the fam was in town. Soooooo.....we added the bedroom, had the existing drywall resurfaced (can you spell DUST?). Repainted the entire basement and installed new carpeting.<br /><br />Well, since the old bedroom furniture is now in the basement boudoir we need a new one upstairs, but we can't put new furniture on that nasty 1980's green carpet....and if we get new carpet in there, we need carpet in the other spare room. And if those two bedrooms get new carpet, then MY bedroom needs it too. Soooooo......we took all the furniture from the three bedrooms and stacked it nicely in the above mentioned living spaces. Painted, re carpeted and replaced all the furniture.<br /><br />It looks so nice....I can't show you pictures of the results just yet, but I will when I have got everything just like I want it.<br /><br />Oh yeah, in between all this redeco work, I fixed Thanksgiving dinner for around 30 people, Christmas shopped, baked and holiday partied it all out.<br /><br />I am pooped.....15 pounds lighter....and pooped!!!<br /><br />Well, I hope you all are sticking with me, because I will be back to my routine in January and we will have lots of stories to share then!!!<br /><br />Until then Merry Christmas Santa!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aQwmL-Eyte5ShTegQ4C0hLdTQI54vBl9oG0fdDf1XYwijChW5WwHUKS1VINnTc8AFWGhiFmeblKvs3XQC5XDwztnWDzr8aYgC34GSBXlurDEDB0f7slHVPI1BVTnOYaYU30G7ZjSpCq1/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aQwmL-Eyte5ShTegQ4C0hLdTQI54vBl9oG0fdDf1XYwijChW5WwHUKS1VINnTc8AFWGhiFmeblKvs3XQC5XDwztnWDzr8aYgC34GSBXlurDEDB0f7slHVPI1BVTnOYaYU30G7ZjSpCq1/s400/Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417834368477310242" border="0" /></a>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-8906484180013274132009-11-26T00:01:00.000-06:002009-11-26T00:01:01.583-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy6Pw09dZ85Wxjof_L-M3AbNHz07UwopSjdAK9ILXKqlcmT_UAWOspDJzSI-ZUX0gA45rSAjwUD-kCobQqYwSqzGHpuCkEZOPeiGkv8L696toBioGBRRQMFEnbiYV_3ip8vwgExDwmfUy8/s1600/8happy-thanksgiving-day.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy6Pw09dZ85Wxjof_L-M3AbNHz07UwopSjdAK9ILXKqlcmT_UAWOspDJzSI-ZUX0gA45rSAjwUD-kCobQqYwSqzGHpuCkEZOPeiGkv8L696toBioGBRRQMFEnbiYV_3ip8vwgExDwmfUy8/s400/8happy-thanksgiving-day.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406395210686364498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Wishing All A Blessed Thanksgiving.<br /><br />With Love and Thankfulness,<br />Dee<br /></span></span></span></div>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-20217064318421437732009-11-15T19:53:00.000-06:002009-11-15T19:56:59.668-06:00Just Some Pictures of My Favorite Little Guy...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28nlj0HQuUTLclF3y7hbCD7PoTWaKUmFUianAP_qjeNLo8ClYW0m3DecJ4kB1CkaWnSmeaFheh9SaV1RSS276YhzJD402wf-L1jQ0oWgbfihRM9gJc57oiAgp2AIm2Es72UsgRZ_b2yiO/s1600/100_1363.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiyPPT_EtTOLrM4jd1R4Wjg5i0El-xUu9Ba0-ZgMaHFhSzRJAuzmakmtLPSRhfuTkQNvPrktGG2T9cAR2AkwjMhg6Yu0rwPz8QaccDFZc5vTbhD9b3vx8nftosYzNYsKrpES0eNTTyzmt/s320/BM03097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403805272787816674" border="0" /></a>The regular season opened up tonight for the Big Blue with a W. <br />UK 75 Morehead State 59<br />Thirty one more games until March Madness. <br />I can not wait. I haven't been this excited since Christmas!!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-76988179584305395062009-11-01T21:11:00.012-06:002009-11-06T21:31:43.048-06:00Movie Night!I have been thinking about this while I lay in bed waiting to fall asleep. It doesn't take me too long to nod off so it has taken quite some time to put this list together!<br /><br />I have been trying to decide what my top 5 favorite movies of all times are.<br />And in answer to the question you are thinking, but do not want to ask out loud because you are alone and looking at a computer screen ... No, I don't have better things to think about.<br /><br />Well, after much deliberation here is the much anticipated list.<br /><br />Drum Roll Please........<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Number 5:</span><br />"Cheaper By the Dozen" I am talking about the old one with Myrna Loy and Clifton Webb. Tied with "Meet Me In St. Louis"<br />It's my list so I can have a tie if I want to.<br /><br />The original "Cheaper By the Dozen" is so cute and fun. It is also very interesting to see how the role of an intelligent woman is handled as a submissive wife. Lillian Gilbreth maintains her dignity and does not discredit her intelligence in any way while showing respect and submission to her character of a husband.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3c6SxhF_motd0vvs8wd1Ij_lEbQG3T8ywSzqWl1h465D1_nbHC2yjafouxftE_XYJYeqNXq06WbO0c9ZMqnYen4Ebio6AJhc0rAkLfLpdOm_hsZubGg7Z8EahYQ-ejy_UmMtf0ipDpTe/s1600-h/51R0VD0GP6L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3c6SxhF_motd0vvs8wd1Ij_lEbQG3T8ywSzqWl1h465D1_nbHC2yjafouxftE_XYJYeqNXq06WbO0c9ZMqnYen4Ebio6AJhc0rAkLfLpdOm_hsZubGg7Z8EahYQ-ejy_UmMtf0ipDpTe/s200/51R0VD0GP6L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400808396539364162" border="0" /></a><br />"Meet Me In St. Louis" is really just one of the movies that I enjoy of Judy Garland's. I love the time period this movie is set in and the music it classic.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaA7_WMlV8U2LK4dV9I9Q8tzT7XbalFZiRMIwpdX-7UaDrfEjNH_Mhyk0AtU1CJPdWzA44a3Bi3f6PmihWxClkus8xJzgKy728upnOWlvDiQV_M9UI5x0hjr12_ZmfamrnDXgaaWCs2HtU/s1600-h/meet-me-in-st.-louis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaA7_WMlV8U2LK4dV9I9Q8tzT7XbalFZiRMIwpdX-7UaDrfEjNH_Mhyk0AtU1CJPdWzA44a3Bi3f6PmihWxClkus8xJzgKy728upnOWlvDiQV_M9UI5x0hjr12_ZmfamrnDXgaaWCs2HtU/s200/meet-me-in-st.-louis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400809414946171314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Number 4:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"Lonesome Dove"<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ExNTSNsnt23k6W1pi2T8l-1e3-m-g2CGFMEOfEV8PUupPksOBojehOBuD05ZnS0NC63L0d_HZOBuEJECg7qCNpQKyB1BmIpktkrjtHTdmPiSU1ZsVoMokIlrKsWe94KluUHAMWJr4tbx/s1600-h/611HJDT64WL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ExNTSNsnt23k6W1pi2T8l-1e3-m-g2CGFMEOfEV8PUupPksOBojehOBuD05ZnS0NC63L0d_HZOBuEJECg7qCNpQKyB1BmIpktkrjtHTdmPiSU1ZsVoMokIlrKsWe94KluUHAMWJr4tbx/s200/611HJDT64WL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400808395819523298" border="0" /></a><br />I know this is technically not a movie, but is a mini-series, but again...it is my list.<br /><br />I also know this movie seems very out of place on this list, but I just really like Tommy Lee Jones and Robert Duvall and I enjoy a good western every now and again. So what's the big deal?<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Number 3:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"Steal Magnolias"<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbMX6_HGHq_5TgRCU3hY6030juTf5orSESeCYp6c8HY4REynV4BclEwz0wEY7QXieU6BJo5kDuUs0AFiTQzcsR7genHPtttPOxpNTKtRa6jlCV0KEI940iV5LlOLhtVKGZpto_179yaqu/s1600-h/Steel_magnolias_841582%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbMX6_HGHq_5TgRCU3hY6030juTf5orSESeCYp6c8HY4REynV4BclEwz0wEY7QXieU6BJo5kDuUs0AFiTQzcsR7genHPtttPOxpNTKtRa6jlCV0KEI940iV5LlOLhtVKGZpto_179yaqu/s200/Steel_magnolias_841582%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400808393056396546" border="0" /></a><br />What an example of true friendship. Six totally different personalities yet they are loyal, dependable, honest friends. There is never a hint of jealousy, judgment or uneasiness, just pure friendship between all of them. And the story line, ahhh....I cry every time I see Sally Field have her fit of rage at the end of the funeral. I'm a little teary eyed right now. <span style="font-size:85%;"> sniff sniff</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Number 2:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House"<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUzWVEN2DGQMbQWIA08JasN_A4f7cW_z5pLh-OIO4rzVW_WbipNDmrW6bPceITROvn3dmJaMi3kj_brO9qI0y0z999YiR7QOKcZwgizbCcc2FIcOl_Fn0eYFgtgLh0ENORtRNx4YnliQh/s1600-h/Annex+-+Grant,+Cary+%28Mr.+Blandings+Builds+His+Dream+House%29_01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUzWVEN2DGQMbQWIA08JasN_A4f7cW_z5pLh-OIO4rzVW_WbipNDmrW6bPceITROvn3dmJaMi3kj_brO9qI0y0z999YiR7QOKcZwgizbCcc2FIcOl_Fn0eYFgtgLh0ENORtRNx4YnliQh/s200/Annex+-+Grant,+Cary+%28Mr.+Blandings+Builds+His+Dream+House%29_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400808387822426866" border="0" /></a><br />I love black and white movies and this is another movie with Myrna Loy. This movie just takes you right out of the days problems and puts you in a fantasy where money is no object and women always looked glamorous and everyone lives happily ever after.<br /><br /><br /><br />And The<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" > Number One All Time Favorite </span>Movie of Mine Is..........<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSiZjyqx4ZnNJ7tmFFE_b77biMTL6UvDsmOL7j6C93c7eqYHbe4m7yoT7b9EM1ePxNqFL2uyZfUeKqgDFJMQQ9dTfYnjkv4OKRHcAB6FBlj-EIhdaVeQ636JqF0D9RcC4vqrBJfkQBtN79/s1600-h/gone+with+the+wind.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSiZjyqx4ZnNJ7tmFFE_b77biMTL6UvDsmOL7j6C93c7eqYHbe4m7yoT7b9EM1ePxNqFL2uyZfUeKqgDFJMQQ9dTfYnjkv4OKRHcAB6FBlj-EIhdaVeQ636JqF0D9RcC4vqrBJfkQBtN79/s200/gone+with+the+wind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400808385190492338" border="0" /></a><br />What can you say about "Gone With The Wind"? It is spectacular. Four hours of pure southern belle drama. The movie is outstanding in spite of and because of it's 1939 special effects. In fact, that adds to the charm of the movie. The burning of Atlanta is a sight to behold.<br /><br />I am deeply saddened and hang my head in shame when I say that my daughters have never seen this epic film. I am sorry girls, I have failed you as a mother. I hope that some day soon, they will take an afternoon and watch this movie.<br /><br />Honorable Mention:<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">**Edited to spell Anne Shirley's name correctly...what was I thinking? It is Ann with an e. Duh!**</span><br />"Elf", "Anne of Green Gables", "A Christmas Story", "Driving Miss Daisy", and anything with Myrna Loy or Cary Grant.<br /><br />So there you have it. Don't ask me why I felt burdened to share this with you. I guess now if they should have an open mic night at my funeral and you can't think of anything nice to say about me, you can always sigh and say "She really liked old movies...and who the heck is Myrna Loy anyway?"Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-65826622374951504892009-10-31T00:01:00.001-05:002009-10-31T00:01:01.515-05:00October 31, 1986 Was A Very Good Day!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;" >HAPPY BIRTHDAY<br />STEPHANIE!!</span><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMnGySBruFVi1IrxqF7lgGxOUNuwVq9K-Cdmt-AUCFONdv-YcJqCvaF_RgOzfLa9modRAyTwu5S8ZzbdSLTUErjZNyYlRsLEw-BSgYKvJP-ohQFLHoxY17FwrZv5ZQdGGNkNOjPkGd1SF/s1600-h/10-25-2009+10%3B08%3B43+PM.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMnGySBruFVi1IrxqF7lgGxOUNuwVq9K-Cdmt-AUCFONdv-YcJqCvaF_RgOzfLa9modRAyTwu5S8ZzbdSLTUErjZNyYlRsLEw-BSgYKvJP-ohQFLHoxY17FwrZv5ZQdGGNkNOjPkGd1SF/s400/10-25-2009+10%3B08%3B43+PM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740487878536354" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" >AND<br />HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim56Pefj2KUCXy2VBffXFoDlT4FLp0HmvP2c6uEt3_lndObNXNrghgLEeZf9vathZdaDVI-7w9m_WSrWXdCTu_sxVsVpsKeqQ60qoR9-80d1SABiOvHAoWQVDQNetfjab9_c5HDBr8ner7/s1600-h/10-25-2009+9%3B52%3B11+PM.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim56Pefj2KUCXy2VBffXFoDlT4FLp0HmvP2c6uEt3_lndObNXNrghgLEeZf9vathZdaDVI-7w9m_WSrWXdCTu_sxVsVpsKeqQ60qoR9-80d1SABiOvHAoWQVDQNetfjab9_c5HDBr8ner7/s400/10-25-2009+9%3B52%3B11+PM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396738119996656802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><br /></span>Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-371174028104398062009-10-29T16:48:00.003-05:002009-10-29T16:58:50.978-05:002 Sticks of Butter, 12 oz Cream Cheese, 1 Pound of Powdered Sugar ......Obviously, from not having a post that chronicles every morsel that enters my mouth, you can assume that the scale is showing a downward spiral.<br /><br />So let's recap the last several weeks:<br /><br />10/7 total lost to date - 7.8 pounds<br /><br />10/10 have a piece of carrot cake. just a small piece mind you, with wicked good cream cheese frosting made with 2 sticks of butter, 12 0z cream cheese and a pound of powdered sugar results in a net gain of 1.4 pounds<br /><br />10/21 After a week of near starvation, the scales shows a whopping loss of .5 pounds.<br /><br />TWO WEEKS LATER-----on 10/28 the scale shows a loss of 1.6 pounds<br /><br />Bringing the total loss to 8.5 pounds!<br /><br />Moral of this story.....stay away from Carrot Cake......it will kill you.Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16252470245250887806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221736400728075645.post-33247883575806246362009-10-22T21:04:00.002-05:002009-10-22T21:08:36.391-05:00Can You Stand the Cuteness?Just little Halloween preview of the cutest little chunky monkey you have ever seen!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsIKqhQki1khTIHriODZe7fu_uoe2PscfAZ07ZWNA-YCTbkKF-vW1FZPozJTPS2qt7cboKT1liEelmrPdEbcM-PHDoAX_onkvZJA_qHl2Bsr2cRgTCZ8EHEpzIJJ3r9hqi17VFhIXXVoj6/s1600-h/10.18.09+from+grama+kat+087.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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