<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:02:57.160-07:00</updated><category term='jokes'/><category term='Brayden'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='republican'/><category term='President Hinckley'/><category term='Blog Game'/><category term='Tooth'/><category term='cute'/><category term='Hannah'/><category term='Challange'/><category term='Barlow'/><category term='Pool'/><category term='handbags'/><category term='Curious George'/><category term='haircuts'/><category term='memories'/><category term='funny kids'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='sun'/><category term='mom'/><category term='nutty putty'/><category term='Giants'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Reunion'/><category term='Owen'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='baptism'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Be Prepared'/><category term='games'/><category term='Superbowl'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='cats'/><category term='Patriots'/><category term='Static'/><category term='Laundry'/><category term='Brayden Kids'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='Book of Mormon'/><category term='puzzles'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Remedies'/><category term='Friends and Family'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Football'/><category term='mandy'/><category term='ziploc vacuum sealer'/><category term='heating'/><title type='text'>Blaze of Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>I wish I was there.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-5722073639375802047</id><published>2011-04-04T17:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:27:17.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOAB</title><content type='html'>Cool Pic! &lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190752_1620249278242_1596722455_31379621_7916214_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 521px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190752_1620249278242_1596722455_31379621_7916214_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-5722073639375802047?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5722073639375802047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=5722073639375802047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5722073639375802047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5722073639375802047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2011/04/moab.html' title='MOAB'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2196724507872232434</id><published>2011-04-02T16:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T17:18:41.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Buggy</title><content type='html'>As most of you probably know a little over 4 years ago, Tony and I built a buggy. It has been very fun to have. With the exception of one life flight trip to the hospital 4 years ago we haven't had to many issues with it. We bought a new trailer (toyhauler) and the door is 50" wide and the buggy rear was 52". We made it one trip by taking off one of the rear wheels and pushing it in. We couldn't find any wheels with the offset we needed so we modified some. I cut out the centers on the waterjet at work, and since I was cutting on them I added some bears. I love bears! They turned out pretty good and this should make loading and unloading much easier. &lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205125_1655911009763_1596722455_31408309_3089924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205125_1655911009763_1596722455_31408309_3089924_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199863_1659650463247_1596722455_31412871_971946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 540px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 720px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199863_1659650463247_1596722455_31412871_971946_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208803_1659649903233_1596722455_31412870_4448724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 540px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208803_1659649903233_1596722455_31412870_4448724_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you haven't seen it before check out &lt;a href="http://www.blazeofgloryoffroad.com/"&gt;www.blazeofgloryoffroad.com&lt;/a&gt; and click on the builds link on the right side then it is the tera tamer build. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below I put some pictures from Tony's broken arm. It was 4 years ago this month. Don't look if your stomach is weak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZGwWXFN26M/TZeqzFzrNVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/9xr1PUOPJ28/s1600/Tony%2Barm%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591125257112728914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZGwWXFN26M/TZeqzFzrNVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/9xr1PUOPJ28/s400/Tony%2Barm%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had to wear this to move his hand. Breaking his arm damaged a nerve and he couldn't open his hand or lift his wrist for 7 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8mu_g1o_CL0/TZeqywZlFOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jCknimmyZ0U/s1600/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591125251366130914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8mu_g1o_CL0/TZeqywZlFOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jCknimmyZ0U/s400/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the surgery. Lots of hardware. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tkKIrQWXKY/TZeqynlhdOI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ATHYUxyd_-c/s1600/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591125249000305890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tkKIrQWXKY/TZeqynlhdOI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ATHYUxyd_-c/s400/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nasty bruise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205125_1655911009763_1596722455_31408309_3089924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208803_1659649903233_1596722455_31412870_4448724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199863_1659650463247_1596722455_31412871_971946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wY8SnZeWo6Q/TZeqaQcME0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/jRg2SrMKfdY/s1600/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591124830470280002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wY8SnZeWo6Q/TZeqaQcME0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/jRg2SrMKfdY/s400/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where his seatbelt rubbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLZvyWsPTQ8/TZeqaV-ploI/AAAAAAAAAdY/l3nIj3D_vO0/s1600/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591124831956997762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLZvyWsPTQ8/TZeqaV-ploI/AAAAAAAAAdY/l3nIj3D_vO0/s400/Tony%2Barm%2B2%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The jog in the cut is where the bone came out on its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxgHOyAiJFs/TZeqaNFlkjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ZICMdRAMWBE/s1600/tony%2Barm%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591124829570175538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxgHOyAiJFs/TZeqaNFlkjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ZICMdRAMWBE/s400/tony%2Barm%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see the gaps in the bone where pieces were missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following video is on of the happiest days in our lives. :) This was 7 months after he broke his arm and it had not moved at all up to this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-67758ab43e5add6b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67758ab43e5add6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C706F900DA16511BC05902352118C69D6A5508A.7816AD5AA9DFF99BCECCE6142F74159DA185C2C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67758ab43e5add6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2crF1jt2OmWTrMTjAZ4LeHKB7P8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67758ab43e5add6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C706F900DA16511BC05902352118C69D6A5508A.7816AD5AA9DFF99BCECCE6142F74159DA185C2C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67758ab43e5add6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2crF1jt2OmWTrMTjAZ4LeHKB7P8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-2196724507872232434?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2196724507872232434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2196724507872232434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2196724507872232434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2196724507872232434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-buggy.html' title='My Buggy'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZGwWXFN26M/TZeqzFzrNVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/9xr1PUOPJ28/s72-c/Tony%2Barm%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-3671316061227538386</id><published>2011-04-01T21:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T22:54:43.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been awhile</title><content type='html'>Sorry I got tired of trying to put the pictures where I want them. I hope you get the idea. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLq2S5BtlGA/TZaitsR7CdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GrYNZnoNyuc/s1600/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590834893291194834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLq2S5BtlGA/TZaitsR7CdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GrYNZnoNyuc/s400/DSC00298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camping and hiking in southern Utah. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DyvRV1ln-N0/TZaitOqCrDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1gHaWjFSLxY/s1600/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590834885339294770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DyvRV1ln-N0/TZaitOqCrDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1gHaWjFSLxY/s400/DSC00180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brayden on his bike. The boys are getting to be quite the good riders. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn4GAF9PGn4/TZaitK5j3vI/AAAAAAAAAcw/2DhCmRwpDIc/s1600/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590834884330643186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn4GAF9PGn4/TZaitK5j3vI/AAAAAAAAAcw/2DhCmRwpDIc/s400/DSC00179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Owen on his bike. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EpSdS0z-4zA/TZaisXHQ6EI/AAAAAAAAAco/98WUlUlNoog/s1600/Hannah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590834870429476930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EpSdS0z-4zA/TZaisXHQ6EI/AAAAAAAAAco/98WUlUlNoog/s400/Hannah.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty Hannah. My husband does such a good job of keeping up on what we are doing on his web site I neglect mine. I am going to try to do some catching up. Two years ago today I started working as a Engineer at Kihomac. It is a great company and I really enjoy it. In Feb last year I was promoted to Engineering Manager. I really enjoyed working with the Engineers and the others on the Management team. Earlier this week I was promoted to Deputy Director over Manufacturing. I am looking forward to this new challenge. One nice thing about working there is there is a lot of cool "toys" to play with. I will post some pics. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590834868012257650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRwD-tzsLMM/TZaisOG9EXI/AAAAAAAAAcg/VUk8gzIAfa4/s400/205125_1655911009763_1596722455_31408309_3089924_s.jpg" /&gt; Hannah is doing good at Daycare/Preschool and will be starting Kindergarten this year. I can't believe how fast my baby is growing up. She is a little fire ball and loves to talk. She is taking dance (ballet) and tumbling. Owen is doing Great! He was in a less then ideal, well no down right crappy class at the begining of the year. Many calls and emails and complaints later I got him moved to a different class and it is awesome. He does so good and is progressing so fast. A good teacher makes all the difference in the world. Speaking of good teachers, Brayden has a awesome teacher this year. I am so glad he is in her class. He is doing really well this year and learning so much. He is growing up so fast. I can't believe he is 11. Only one more year and he will be a Decon and have the Priesthood. WOW! Tony is doing good and still working as an accountant. He works hard keeping all our toys running and keeping us happy campers. We bought a new trailer this year and so far it is great. He has gotten really good at making videos and documenting trips on his web site, &lt;a href="http://www.blazeofgloryoffroad.com/"&gt;http://www.blazeofgloryoffroad.com/&lt;/a&gt;. We are all doing good and enjoying life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/21334184?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933" width="500" height="281" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-3671316061227538386?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3671316061227538386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=3671316061227538386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3671316061227538386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3671316061227538386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-has-been-awhile.html' title='It has been awhile'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLq2S5BtlGA/TZaitsR7CdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GrYNZnoNyuc/s72-c/DSC00298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1495472836308445760</id><published>2010-01-17T16:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:53:25.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Reese's</title><content type='html'>My brother got a job in Ohio.  We are very excited and sad about this.  It is a great opportunity for them but very far away.  As part of the move they are not able to take their dog Aggie.  So we are keeping her for them.  Her and Deegan hit it off right away and have been having a great time together.  I may have to change her name to Houdini though by the way she makes food disappear and how she magically got out of the yard in the middle of the night.  I could not find anywhere in the fence that she could have gotten out.  Luckily she was just trying to get back in and came when we called.  I think these two will have a great time together.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1OhUmCLb2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/67rC3L2bnk8/s1600-h/Dogs+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1OhUmCLb2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/67rC3L2bnk8/s400/Dogs+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427859351090720610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1OhUOnH5-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/0ssyIFGQBCQ/s1600-h/Dogs+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1OhUOnH5-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/0ssyIFGQBCQ/s400/Dogs+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427859344803227618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1OhToVq9qI/AAAAAAAAAbc/HRWIqWBBAuI/s1600-h/Dogs+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1OhToVq9qI/AAAAAAAAAbc/HRWIqWBBAuI/s400/Dogs+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427859334529480354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og7aIEigI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ufIWZFAZ0Qk/s1600-h/Dogs+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og7aIEigI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ufIWZFAZ0Qk/s400/Dogs+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427858918397479426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og65hn5TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/r7_S-OHptXI/s1600-h/Dogs+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og65hn5TI/AAAAAAAAAbM/r7_S-OHptXI/s400/Dogs+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427858909646284082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og6b84HCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/98YH9eSOFzQ/s1600-h/Dogs+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og6b84HCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/98YH9eSOFzQ/s400/Dogs+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427858901707529250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og5xLDXtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KxsHlnar_Hw/s1600-h/Dogs+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og5xLDXtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KxsHlnar_Hw/s400/Dogs+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427858890224262866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og5QMlfuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Z1hW0DjIKs4/s1600-h/Dogs+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1Og5QMlfuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Z1hW0DjIKs4/s400/Dogs+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427858881372323554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1495472836308445760?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1495472836308445760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1495472836308445760&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1495472836308445760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1495472836308445760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-reeses.html' title='For the Reese&apos;s'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S1OhUmCLb2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/67rC3L2bnk8/s72-c/Dogs+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4727645706966347303</id><published>2010-01-09T13:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:26:04.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to catch up</title><content type='html'>It has been way to long so I am going to make up for it with a really long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah had her 4th birthday in November.  This year she wanted a pink princess cake.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzXMf1ShI/AAAAAAAAAas/c7P-zb_0Zbg/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzXMf1ShI/AAAAAAAAAas/c7P-zb_0Zbg/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424853330985044498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzWjvMDvI/AAAAAAAAAak/B4YmF-FImwc/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzWjvMDvI/AAAAAAAAAak/B4YmF-FImwc/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424853320043597554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzWQ3kUkI/AAAAAAAAAac/tUIAmh-Mb5I/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzWQ3kUkI/AAAAAAAAAac/tUIAmh-Mb5I/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424853314978468418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzV8U8tZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7ppqxmHJToE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzV8U8tZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7ppqxmHJToE/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424853309464556946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzVRNWeLI/AAAAAAAAAaM/BYrsAhnZG50/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzVRNWeLI/AAAAAAAAAaM/BYrsAhnZG50/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424853297889966258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got lots of great stuff and had a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen turned 8 in December.  He got the DS he has been wanting and some scriptures and a BB gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jyt41MPgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/VeXM2AAe684/s1600-h/owens+bday+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jyt41MPgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/VeXM2AAe684/s400/owens+bday+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424852621331283458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jytgW4bBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7cTUBeUKQUs/s1600-h/owens+bday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jytgW4bBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7cTUBeUKQUs/s400/owens+bday+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424852614761704466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jytEWZ8XI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/v8UB9gxmdCs/s1600-h/owens+bday+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jytEWZ8XI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/v8UB9gxmdCs/s400/owens+bday+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424852607243514226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jysYh1WnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/UtqZznfVY5k/s1600-h/owens+bday+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jysYh1WnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/UtqZznfVY5k/s400/owens+bday+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424852595480287858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen also got Baptized in December.  What a big boy.  We had lots of family down and despite the snow all got home safe.  Thank you everyone for sharing this special day with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jyr4ER_TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/u95F9DnGTzs/s1600-h/owens+bday+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jyr4ER_TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/u95F9DnGTzs/s400/owens+bday+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424852586766400818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course in December is also Christmas.  We had a great day and over all 2009 ended very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrJwi7X9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/O9IaRKUPgbE/s1600-h/Christmas2009+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrJwi7X9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/O9IaRKUPgbE/s400/Christmas2009+069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424844304050511826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrJujgnYI/AAAAAAAAAZU/sgzwj_SXtH4/s1600-h/Christmas2009+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrJujgnYI/AAAAAAAAAZU/sgzwj_SXtH4/s400/Christmas2009+067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424844303516081538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrJIIhdrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/5GA_xWZPaRA/s1600-h/Christmas2009+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrJIIhdrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/5GA_xWZPaRA/s400/Christmas2009+059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424844293202343602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrIsRe8QI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9pp-j8XzGHY/s1600-h/Christmas2009+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrIsRe8QI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9pp-j8XzGHY/s400/Christmas2009+054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424844285723734274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrIa7-LMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xgUhRBBYKWU/s1600-h/Christmas2009+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jrIa7-LMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/xgUhRBBYKWU/s400/Christmas2009+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424844281070103746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4727645706966347303?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4727645706966347303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4727645706966347303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4727645706966347303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4727645706966347303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-to-catch-up.html' title='Trying to catch up'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jzXMf1ShI/AAAAAAAAAas/c7P-zb_0Zbg/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-5832720155376758699</id><published>2010-01-09T13:28:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:39:54.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Table and Chairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jo2hrOcCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jYiRU_nDlyI/s1600-h/Table+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jo2hrOcCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jYiRU_nDlyI/s400/Table+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424841774618013730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has been at my house lately knows that my dining room chairs are falling apart, badly.  They were some cheap chairs Tony and I bought right after we got married and we have used them over the past 14 years almost.  I got a bonus from work so I decided to look for some new chairs and today we found this set at RC Willey.  It was a display set so it has a few small scratches but for 2/3 off I can deal with a small scratch or two.  It has 8 chairs and we can put in 3 very large leafs it is nearly 12 feet long with all the leafs in and about 6 feet without them.  It is a really dark stain and I love the all wood chairs.   Anyhow as you can tell I am excited and happy with what I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jnQ7p2niI/AAAAAAAAAYk/t6TJt7Tpim8/s1600-h/Table+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jnQ7p2niI/AAAAAAAAAYk/t6TJt7Tpim8/s400/Table+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424840029244923426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jnQtHKf8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/sL9-YiCVSLo/s1600-h/Table+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jnQtHKf8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/sL9-YiCVSLo/s400/Table+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424840025341329346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-5832720155376758699?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5832720155376758699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=5832720155376758699&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5832720155376758699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5832720155376758699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-table-and-chairs.html' title='New Table and Chairs'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/S0jo2hrOcCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jYiRU_nDlyI/s72-c/Table+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4452089986686675108</id><published>2009-11-20T17:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T17:22:23.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden'/><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brayden kicked a ball in the front room and hit a vase that was made by my great aunt who happened to have passed away recently and knocked it to the floor where it broke into several pieces.  I was very upset and sad that it was broken and I yelled at Brayden.  Then I claned it up and went on with what I was doing.  A few minutes later Brayden gave me the note below.  What a sweetheart.  Then we tried to glue the vace back together.  It is still missing a few pieces but it is better then nothing.  I am sorry I yelled at him he is a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SwcxDJDHz0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/y7V4GEakgjA/s1600/Brayden+Note+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SwcxDJDHz0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/y7V4GEakgjA/s400/Brayden+Note+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406343807719952194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SwcyXsAt0BI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Kw2a_BB9rmw/s1600/Brayden+Note+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SwcyXsAt0BI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Kw2a_BB9rmw/s400/Brayden+Note+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406345260214112274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4452089986686675108?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4452089986686675108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4452089986686675108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4452089986686675108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4452089986686675108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SwcxDJDHz0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/y7V4GEakgjA/s72-c/Brayden+Note+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8471422751368301665</id><published>2009-11-14T18:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:07:37.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys School Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sv9UCnfUzBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lMMaHbOUuQw/s1600-h/Owen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sv9UCnfUzBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lMMaHbOUuQw/s400/Owen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404130481804725266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sv9UCVxJ_iI/AAAAAAAAAXs/rtcf2nZzVpY/s1600-h/Brayden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sv9UCVxJ_iI/AAAAAAAAAXs/rtcf2nZzVpY/s400/Brayden.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404130477047676450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to get one of Hannah up here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8471422751368301665?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8471422751368301665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8471422751368301665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8471422751368301665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8471422751368301665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/boys-school-pics.html' title='Boys School Pics'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sv9UCnfUzBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lMMaHbOUuQw/s72-c/Owen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2460595820047162293</id><published>2009-11-02T05:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T06:02:47.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XpcBJNEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hqsj5l5V2MI/s1600-h/Halloween+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XpcBJNEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hqsj5l5V2MI/s400/Halloween+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490110159402050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XpDoT55I/AAAAAAAAAXM/mC9QzfqUdH8/s1600-h/Halloween+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XpDoT55I/AAAAAAAAAXM/mC9QzfqUdH8/s400/Halloween+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490103612794770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XoryeQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kbjw02jdUgw/s1600-h/Halloween+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XoryeQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kbjw02jdUgw/s400/Halloween+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490097212965778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XoclwVTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/zv1O0u7n6zo/s1600-h/Halloween+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XoclwVTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/zv1O0u7n6zo/s400/Halloween+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490093133092146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7Xnv3-jEI/AAAAAAAAAW0/kH_S6-6bGVE/s1600-h/Halloween+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7Xnv3-jEI/AAAAAAAAAW0/kH_S6-6bGVE/s400/Halloween+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399490081129925698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for Halloween the boys wanted to be something scary.  So Brayden decided to be the ghost of Caineville (Tony tells ghost of Caineville stories every time we camp there, about a motorcycle rider who died but still rides around Caineville)  Owen found a gate keeper costume he liked and for the first time Hannah wasn't a big white chicken she wanted to be a pirate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-2460595820047162293?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2460595820047162293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2460595820047162293&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2460595820047162293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2460595820047162293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Su7XpcBJNEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hqsj5l5V2MI/s72-c/Halloween+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1552765486109778409</id><published>2009-11-02T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T05:50:11.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshmallow</title><content type='html'>Hannah has been having trouble hearing due to tons of fluid behind her eardrum.  We are trying some meds to fix the problem and hopefully she wont need to get tubes put it.  The other day when she could hardly hear at all Tony said "Hi beautiful" to her as she walked by.  She came up to me with a cute smile and a shy laugh and said "dad just called me marshmallow"  So now her nick name is marshmallow.  She is so fun.  I think the meds she is on is helping so far.  Hopefully they will continue to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1552765486109778409?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1552765486109778409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1552765486109778409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1552765486109778409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1552765486109778409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/marshmallow.html' title='Marshmallow'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-5907184802873443971</id><published>2009-10-17T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:04:09.807-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY OBAMA WON THE ELECTION!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="title"&gt;From http://www.sodahead.com/united-states/why-obama-won-the-election/blog-160957/&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="title"&gt;Good post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="title"&gt;WHY OBAMA WON THE ELECTION!!!         &lt;/h3&gt;         THE COW AND THE ICE CREAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     ONE OF THE BEST EXPLANATIONS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     OF WHY OBAMA WON THE ELECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a teacher in the Nashville area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are worried about "the cow" when it is all about the "Ice Cream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The most eye-opening civics lesson I ever had was while teaching third grade this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presidential election was heating up and some of the children showed an interest. I decided we would have an election for a class president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We would choose our nominees. They would make a campaign speech and the class would vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   To simplify the process, candidates were nominated by other class members. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed what kinds of characteristics these students should have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got many nominations and from those, Jamie and Olivia were picked to run for the top spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The class had done a great job in their selections. Both candidates were good kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Jamie might have an advantage because he got lots of parental support.  I had never seen Olivia's mother.&lt;br /&gt;   The day arrived when they were to make their speeches.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie went first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place. He ended by promising to do his very best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone applauded and he sat down.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now is was Olivia's turn to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Her speech was concise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "If you will vote for me, I will give you ice cream." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class went wild. "Yes! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want ice cream." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   She surely would say more. She did not have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class really didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;All they were thinking about was ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Jamie was forgotten. Olivia won by a landslide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Every time Barack Obama opened his mouth he offered ice cream and 52 percent of the people reacted like nine year olds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want ice cream.     The other 48 percent know  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're going to have to feed the cow and clean up the mess." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, the government cannot give anything to anyone --- &lt;br /&gt;That they have not first taken away from someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-5907184802873443971?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5907184802873443971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=5907184802873443971&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5907184802873443971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5907184802873443971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-obama-won-election.html' title='WHY OBAMA WON THE ELECTION!!!'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8384210400059796904</id><published>2009-08-01T20:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:58:47.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About</title><content type='html'>An economics professor at Texas Tech said he had never failed a&lt;br /&gt;single student before but had, once, failed an entire class. That class&lt;br /&gt;had insisted that socialism worked; and that no one would be poor and no&lt;br /&gt;one would be rich - a great equalizer. The professor then said ok, we&lt;br /&gt;will have an experiment in this class on socialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       All grades would be averaged and everyone would receive the same&lt;br /&gt;grade so no one would fail and no one would receive an A.  After the&lt;br /&gt;first test the grades were averaged and everyone got a B. The students&lt;br /&gt;who studied hard were upset and the students who studied little were&lt;br /&gt;happy.  But, as the second test rolled around, the students who studied&lt;br /&gt;little had studied even less and the ones who studied hard decided they&lt;br /&gt;wanted a free ride too; so they studied little..  The second test&lt;br /&gt;average was a D!  No one was happy. When the 3rd test rolled around the&lt;br /&gt;average was an F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The scores never increased as bickering, blame, name calling all&lt;br /&gt;resulted in hard feelings and no one would study for the benefit of&lt;br /&gt;anyone else.  All failed, to their great surprise, and the professor&lt;br /&gt;told them that socialism would also ultimately fail because when the&lt;br /&gt;reward is great, the effort to succeed is great; but when government&lt;br /&gt;takes all the reward away; no one will try or want to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Could not be any simpler than that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8384210400059796904?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8384210400059796904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8384210400059796904&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8384210400059796904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8384210400059796904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8502719982412006197</id><published>2009-06-21T22:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:52:18.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Grylls Barlow  HaHa</title><content type='html'>We went camping this weekend and had a great time and quite an adventure.  On Saturday we went out for a ride and were having a great time and we got quite far from camp.  As we were going down a trail we decided to head back because it was almost dinner time and looking like it might soon rain (which we were not dressed for).  So we turned around and headed back.  A short distance down the road something felt strange so I stopped and found that I had a flat tire on my buggy.  We were a long way from camp, at least 10 miles, and we didn't have a way to fill the tire.  The rain was really closing down and we decided that we should get the kids out of the rain so Tony took Hannah on his bike and the boys left on theirs.  I was left to wait out the rain in my short sleeved shirt.  I gathered everything out of my buggy to keep it dry (camera and headlights) and Tony left his body armor to make room for Hannah so I put it on to help keep me warm.  I was looking around and decided to make a place to sit down and it soon turned into making a small lean-to to keep me as dry as I could.  I  moved some rocks and made a small wall, then I put on a Large arched log over the top with lots of small logs leaning up to it.  Then I pick a bunch of plants with big leaves and put them all over the top.  Just then it started raining so I slid in and waited.  The rain came down and down and down.  It was quite a down pour.  I stayed dry except for a couple of drips.  It kept me dry but it was still cold.  Soon enough Tony came back in the truck and we filled the tire.  Thankfully he brought my coat and I got in the buggy and drove back to camp as fast as I could go.  It was raining so hard I could barely see and I was SOAKED when we got back to camp.  It took me a couple hours and a really hot shower to get warm but it was actually fun overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8JR19Qw2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/PsLmrZi-A3o/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8JR19Qw2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/PsLmrZi-A3o/s400/Nutty+Putty+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005084485895010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pic Tony took when he came back and found me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8JSqIW1WI/AAAAAAAAAVk/JYfdqDgx268/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8JSqIW1WI/AAAAAAAAAVk/JYfdqDgx268/s400/Nutty+Putty+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005098491073890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8JSQbECRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/X61VtxFPpts/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8JSQbECRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/X61VtxFPpts/s400/Nutty+Putty+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005091590211858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went back up the same trail because they kids wanted to see where I had stayed so we took some pictures of them there also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KFyOTFxI/AAAAAAAAAV8/IaTeDl03bLo/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KFyOTFxI/AAAAAAAAAV8/IaTeDl03bLo/s400/Nutty+Putty+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005976836806418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KFjUzh3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/sN34HT0wq00/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KFjUzh3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/sN34HT0wq00/s400/Nutty+Putty+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005972837566322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KFSZx6RI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Rqz867JMO-A/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KFSZx6RI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Rqz867JMO-A/s400/Nutty+Putty+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005968295029010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows the interior, very nicely decorated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to camp they decided to make their own shelter to protect them from the rain also.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KjD7s1JI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XpdnqnzcIGE/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KjD7s1JI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XpdnqnzcIGE/s400/Nutty+Putty+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350006479806846098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8Kiy_XdjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4Uhe8MOKFP8/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8Kiy_XdjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4Uhe8MOKFP8/s400/Nutty+Putty+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350006475258820146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KGvxDR4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/tO06sBq7zVI/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KGvxDR4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/tO06sBq7zVI/s400/Nutty+Putty+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005993357133698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KGD5IUGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gQIQZL4Dwmg/s1600-h/Nutty+Putty+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8KGD5IUGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gQIQZL4Dwmg/s400/Nutty+Putty+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005981579858018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say Happy Fathers day to my Dad and My kids Dad and Tony's Dad.  I am so lucky.  Tony is the best Dad.  It was so fun to watch him help his boys with their motorcycles, when they fall he is always right there to help them up and make sure they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and get them going again.  He keeps all our vehicles working and keeps us all happy while out.  He is the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8502719982412006197?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8502719982412006197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8502719982412006197&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8502719982412006197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8502719982412006197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/bear-grylls-barlow-haha.html' title='Bear Grylls Barlow  HaHa'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/Sj8JR19Qw2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/PsLmrZi-A3o/s72-c/Nutty+Putty+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-5741539610628863569</id><published>2009-04-27T20:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:02:47.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>F Y I</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to make sure you all know that my husband and kids all have web pages as well.  They are listed on the top left of my page.  Make sure to check them out because sometimes we post about what is going on in our lives on their pages because they want it there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of this my husband has posted about our most recent trip on his web page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-5741539610628863569?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5741539610628863569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=5741539610628863569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5741539610628863569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5741539610628863569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/f-y-i.html' title='F Y I'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7932406066770531157</id><published>2009-04-18T17:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:51:55.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><title type='text'>Self-Phone</title><content type='html'>Hannah was watching her cousin Josh on the internet and she asked where Andrew was.  I told her he was home and she asked if she could call him on his self-phone.  "What is his self-number?" she asked.  I said CELL phone she said "no SELF-phone everyone has a self-phone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she is really talking to her cousins and friends when I think she is pretending to, she is using her self-phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7932406066770531157?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7932406066770531157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7932406066770531157&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7932406066770531157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7932406066770531157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/self-phone.html' title='Self-Phone'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-5577141015226445574</id><published>2009-03-29T17:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:46:07.739-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><title type='text'>Righty Tighty</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my boys were talking about what kind of underwear they like and they decided that Brayden likes boxers Owen likes Boxer Brief and Hannah wears tighty whiteys.  So anyhow this morning Hannah came in wearing only her unders and said these are my righty tighty's.  She is just so stink'n cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-5577141015226445574?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5577141015226445574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=5577141015226445574&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5577141015226445574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5577141015226445574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/righty-tighty.html' title='Righty Tighty'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1151604297817973938</id><published>2009-03-07T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:45:10.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziploc vacuum sealer'/><title type='text'>Ziploc Vacuum Sealer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.foodnetworkfans.com/forum/attachments/kitchen-gear-appliances/304d1222746499-ziplock-has-vacuum-sealer-now-61hsniltahl._sl500_aa280_.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.foodnetworkfans.com/forum/attachments/kitchen-gear-appliances/304d1222746499-ziplock-has-vacuum-sealer-now-61hsniltahl._sl500_aa280_.gif.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted a vacuum sealer because I buy a lot of meat in bulk and freeze it.  I have never been able to convince myself to fork out the money and I wasn't sure how much I would use it because it is big to get out and I wouldn't want to leave it out.  The other day at the store I found the perfect solution for me.  This Ziploc vacuum sealer was on sale for $1.99 and so I thought I would give it a try.  And I was impressed.  It worked fine and did get most of the air out.  It is easy to use, as long as you don't fill the baggies to full.  It cleaned up easy and conveniently fit in my drawer with my baggies so it will be easy to get out the next time I need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1151604297817973938?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1151604297817973938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1151604297817973938&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1151604297817973938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1151604297817973938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/ziploc-vacuum-sealer.html' title='Ziploc Vacuum Sealer'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-3749347971109901616</id><published>2009-02-27T09:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:42:53.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry'/><title type='text'>The dreaded laundry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qsw8Vnrk3JE/RmGx7ENjGOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/A_DSQRFs71I/s400/LaundryDay2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qsw8Vnrk3JE/RmGx7ENjGOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/A_DSQRFs71I/s400/LaundryDay2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard a lot of people complaining about laundry lately and usually I would be right there with them but, for some strange reason laundry isn't as bad as it used to be so I started think why?  What I came up with is that I decided not to try to do ALL my laundry one day and FINISH it.  Because that was just setting me up for disappointment.    Instead I have been just doing a couple loads hear and there through out the week.  It makes it so much better when I don't think I am DONE.  Because you all know you can never be done with laundry, as soon as you think you are done someone changes their clothes.  Another thing that makes it better is I discovered my kids don't follow me into the laundry room.  I don't know why they try to follow me everywhere else in the house, including the bathroom.  So this makes laundry much more enjoyable because it is a time to myself.  Because of the last reason I have started folding my laundry in the laundry room where I have a basket with each family members name on it.  I fold the clothes and put it in the correct basket then other then mine and Hannah's clothes I am done.  Tony puts his own away and the boys just dress out of their baskets, which is actually nice because they take off their dirty clothes in the laundry room and saves me collecting laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how one day when I am rich (which really means it will never happen but it would be nice) I am going to build my own house that has a very large laundry room with closets built in, maybe even dressing room things. SO clothes never leave the laundry room unless they are on someone, and they always get left there when they are taken off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I do things strange but it is the way I like them so it works for me.  Any how have fun doing your laundry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-3749347971109901616?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3749347971109901616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=3749347971109901616&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3749347971109901616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3749347971109901616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreaded-laundry.html' title='The dreaded laundry'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qsw8Vnrk3JE/RmGx7ENjGOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/A_DSQRFs71I/s72-c/LaundryDay2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-9057877883669080002</id><published>2009-02-13T09:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:33:52.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><title type='text'>Bad Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SZWgv5oXBqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8wj3pa3sb_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302320881083025058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SZWgv5oXBqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8wj3pa3sb_Y/s400/IMG_2472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah was watching Dora this morning and Dora was saying I love you in english and spanish which is Te Amo but sounds kinda like De amo to me. Any how Hannah said "Dam-o, that is a bad word" So anyhow now Dora is swearing at my Hannah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-9057877883669080002?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9057877883669080002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=9057877883669080002&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/9057877883669080002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/9057877883669080002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-word.html' title='Bad Word'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SZWgv5oXBqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8wj3pa3sb_Y/s72-c/IMG_2472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4277320021252808639</id><published>2009-02-09T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:33:40.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Game'/><title type='text'>Pay it Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://sillysteinys.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html"&gt;The Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://sillysteinys.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html"&gt;1. Be one of the first THREE bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which then entitles you to a handmade item from me - something crafty or yummy, who knows?!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Winners must post this challenge on your blog, meaning that you will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift -anything!- for the first THREE bloggers who leave a comment on YOUR post about this giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;3. The gift that you send to your Three Friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your blog at least until you receive your gift and have shipped your gifts. And, remember: It’s the Spirit and the Thought That Count!&lt;br /&gt;4. When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it, sharing appropriate Linky Love!If you are not one of the Top Three Commenters on this post, you can still play along. Go ahead and start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same! SO, REMEMBER... it is good... :) Pass it forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4277320021252808639?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4277320021252808639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4277320021252808639&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4277320021252808639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4277320021252808639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it Forward'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-6289112426370175196</id><published>2009-01-20T10:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:20:38.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><title type='text'>Funny Hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SXYHwwZUg-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/Vyr9Ai9wDok/s1600-h/IMG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293426946226815970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SXYHwwZUg-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/Vyr9Ai9wDok/s400/IMG_2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SXYHNCpJrCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/26qLOYX6bCk/s1600-h/IMG_2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Hannah said to me "Mom, how do dogs say 'I love you' in spanish." I didn't know how to answer but I did get a good laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-6289112426370175196?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6289112426370175196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=6289112426370175196&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6289112426370175196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6289112426370175196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/funny-hannah.html' title='Funny Hannah'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SXYHwwZUg-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/Vyr9Ai9wDok/s72-c/IMG_2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8829631697479673350</id><published>2009-01-17T21:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:41:35.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owen'/><title type='text'>It Has Finally Happened!</title><content type='html'>One of Owen's top teeth broke through and is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; in. Two and a half years after it fell out. Now if we could just get the other 5 teeth he is missing to come in.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292488829861879794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SXKyjMmj3_I/AAAAAAAAATk/eq2UIUxHyWA/s400/IMG_2413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8829631697479673350?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8829631697479673350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8829631697479673350&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8829631697479673350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8829631697479673350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-has-finally-happened.html' title='It Has Finally Happened!'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SXKyjMmj3_I/AAAAAAAAATk/eq2UIUxHyWA/s72-c/IMG_2413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-6833794259314339031</id><published>2009-01-04T20:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:06:03.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends and Family'/><title type='text'>Whats Important</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SWF5A38ocAI/AAAAAAAAASk/dLTXwSODVyQ/s1600-h/!cid_000501c96eda%24638b01b0%24F32E7084%40tgill.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287640493434892290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SWF5A38ocAI/AAAAAAAAASk/dLTXwSODVyQ/s400/!cid_000501c96eda%24638b01b0%24F32E7084%40tgill.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so true. Bless Charles Schultz for making it so simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following is the philosophy of Charles Schultz, the creator of the 'Peanuts' comic strip. You don't have to actually answer the questions. Just read the e-mail straight through, and you'll get the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America.&lt;br /&gt;4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.&lt;br /&gt;5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor and actress.&lt;br /&gt;6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are no second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners .&lt;br /&gt;Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.&lt;br /&gt;2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.&lt;br /&gt;5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson:&lt;br /&gt;The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't worry about the world coming to an end today.&lt;br /&gt;It's already tomorrow in Australia.' (Charles Schultz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't Friends and Family Great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-6833794259314339031?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6833794259314339031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=6833794259314339031&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6833794259314339031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6833794259314339031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-important.html' title='Whats Important'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SWF5A38ocAI/AAAAAAAAASk/dLTXwSODVyQ/s72-c/!cid_000501c96eda%24638b01b0%24F32E7084%40tgill.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7816209780733327520</id><published>2008-12-31T12:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:59:35.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Static'/><title type='text'>Dry Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO16rB-XI/AAAAAAAAASc/__5BKhTFWI8/s1600-h/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286046013327538546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO16rB-XI/AAAAAAAAASc/__5BKhTFWI8/s400/IMG_2313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO1uYLCXI/AAAAAAAAASU/-AtoHoNjDJU/s1600-h/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO1beFLtI/AAAAAAAAASM/Sa5hqzf_W8I/s1600-h/IMG_2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286046004951723730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO1beFLtI/AAAAAAAAASM/Sa5hqzf_W8I/s400/IMG_2316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO1IfHN2I/AAAAAAAAASE/ftr-JLdDbnI/s1600-h/IMG_2315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286045999855777634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO1IfHN2I/AAAAAAAAASE/ftr-JLdDbnI/s400/IMG_2315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The air is so dry this winter and it is making everything have static cling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7816209780733327520?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7816209780733327520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7816209780733327520&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7816209780733327520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7816209780733327520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/dry-air.html' title='Dry Air'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvO16rB-XI/AAAAAAAAASc/__5BKhTFWI8/s72-c/IMG_2313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1589541276038109091</id><published>2008-12-31T12:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:40:16.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the time 4:35 that is after we had been up for awhile. All the kids were sick and Hannah work up with a ear ache at 3:30 and we couldn't make her happy and the other kids woke up so we just said lets go see if Santa came to cheer them all up. It worked.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLaUKlOII/AAAAAAAAAR8/6kvOsRxhp7M/s1600-h/IMG_2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286042240599537794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLaUKlOII/AAAAAAAAAR8/6kvOsRxhp7M/s400/IMG_2293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZwehhAI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WFKUIINAu2w/s1600-h/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286042231019504642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZwehhAI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WFKUIINAu2w/s400/IMG_2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZhhT0xI/AAAAAAAAARs/il4SwdlqWvs/s1600-h/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286042227004658450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZhhT0xI/AAAAAAAAARs/il4SwdlqWvs/s400/IMG_2298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brayden loved his Iron man he got from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZizt_sI/AAAAAAAAARk/eOZPh6Y67F0/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286042227350306498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZizt_sI/AAAAAAAAARk/eOZPh6Y67F0/s400/IMG_2297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also got this space shuttle set and it was a big hit as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZfPhSII/AAAAAAAAARc/0JGJV5Vqc6U/s1600-h/IMG_2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286042226393172098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLZfPhSII/AAAAAAAAARc/0JGJV5Vqc6U/s400/IMG_2295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids got blankets and we all got our team (NFL) pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKpOZGlOI/AAAAAAAAARU/KgQNavt3H8s/s1600-h/IMG_2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286041397236241634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKpOZGlOI/AAAAAAAAARU/KgQNavt3H8s/s400/IMG_2294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKoqTPnZI/AAAAAAAAARM/GBOaB1JkSYA/s1600-h/IMG_2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286041387547991442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKoqTPnZI/AAAAAAAAARM/GBOaB1JkSYA/s400/IMG_2292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen got the green scooter he asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKoVIBciI/AAAAAAAAARE/gHWW9YQir3A/s1600-h/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286041381863780898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKoVIBciI/AAAAAAAAARE/gHWW9YQir3A/s400/IMG_2291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got slippers as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKoSHfT2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mbVdbGRSCU8/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286041381056237410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKoSHfT2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mbVdbGRSCU8/s400/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah got the big brown bear she asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKn7PuAeI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Dm8cfZiZa8c/s1600-h/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286041374916739554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvKn7PuAeI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Dm8cfZiZa8c/s400/IMG_2289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think it was a very fun Christmas. We all got what we wanted and had a good time playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1589541276038109091?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1589541276038109091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1589541276038109091&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1589541276038109091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1589541276038109091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-finially.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SVvLaUKlOII/AAAAAAAAAR8/6kvOsRxhp7M/s72-c/IMG_2293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4544846451536997888</id><published>2008-12-09T11:23:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:43:54.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Race Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/ST66UF5XksI/AAAAAAAAAQs/MNpCJtXRLOw/s1600-h/Cainville+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277860667667747522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/ST66UF5XksI/AAAAAAAAAQs/MNpCJtXRLOw/s400/Cainville+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a video of the boys racing their dirt bikes. Owen was 6 on the orange and Brayden was 8 on the yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d3d4da307e8d18a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3d4da307e8d18a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D782D49248C12E248BF97A6D417176680097617F9.2AA8BB747AD196A3F89A4473435D3FBB8037919B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3d4da307e8d18a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di0fyKjrB9mZJDG_vlgJvkx_g_Xw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d3d4da307e8d18a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D782D49248C12E248BF97A6D417176680097617F9.2AA8BB747AD196A3F89A4473435D3FBB8037919B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d3d4da307e8d18a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di0fyKjrB9mZJDG_vlgJvkx_g_Xw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4544846451536997888?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3d3d4da307e8d18a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4544846451536997888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4544846451536997888&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4544846451536997888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4544846451536997888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-race-video.html' title='Funny Race Video'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/ST66UF5XksI/AAAAAAAAAQs/MNpCJtXRLOw/s72-c/Cainville+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2623350156615625217</id><published>2008-12-05T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:07:03.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Elf Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/STbFSo91tqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/l71DUVsglFY/s400/Space+shuttle+Launch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am trying some new stuff with my blog so if you can't read it come back.  Who am I kidding I don't really think anyone will notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8951712704640268761?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8951712704640268761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8951712704640268761&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8951712704640268761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8951712704640268761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/space-shuttle-launch.html' title='Space Shuttle Launch'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/STbFSo91tqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/l71DUVsglFY/s72-c/Space+shuttle+Launch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7294630356384972575</id><published>2008-11-22T19:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:40:02.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny kids'/><title type='text'>Cute Kids</title><content type='html'>Kids are so cute!  The other day I was driving with Owen when the following conversation occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen "mom why are their bad people?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom "Heavenly father gave us our free agency and some people make bad choices, Satan was cast out of heaven and wants to make us miserable to so he temps us to be bad so we wont be able to return to live in Heaven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen  "How was he cast out?" so I tell him about the war in Heaven and why he was cast out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then owen said "I thought he was cast out, like with a fishing pole." I thought it was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SSi_rHPcp4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/D72bV6izO_A/s1600-h/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271674111236286338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SSi_rHPcp4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/D72bV6izO_A/s400/IMG_2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah got a cd player for her birthday and it comes with a microphone that she can sing along with the music.  Her dad told her that you can hear it in your ears, the following is what we hear everytime she listens to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4668f1a144789b58" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4668f1a144789b58%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D0D50942AEB12FCC51F812E221F3587C0FCA9B5.ED0C3FF60CDB4ADEE41198D33C80B57C3022085%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4668f1a144789b58%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv5rnxmhXGnijbh2Qm88AEK8NBWM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4668f1a144789b58%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D0D50942AEB12FCC51F812E221F3587C0FCA9B5.ED0C3FF60CDB4ADEE41198D33C80B57C3022085%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4668f1a144789b58%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv5rnxmhXGnijbh2Qm88AEK8NBWM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7294630356384972575?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4668f1a144789b58&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7294630356384972575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7294630356384972575&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7294630356384972575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7294630356384972575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/cute-kids.html' title='Cute Kids'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SSi_rHPcp4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/D72bV6izO_A/s72-c/IMG_2092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-831877598038422230</id><published>2008-11-09T13:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:26:35.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Thing we need is Bigger Government</title><content type='html'>I found this on one of my friends blogs.  I am just posting part of his post but if you would like to read the full post go to &lt;a href="http://www.boystokings.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.boystokings.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boystokings.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-markets-or-regulation.html"&gt;Free Markets or Regulation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I naive, ignorant, or stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it possible that I am right and the masses are stampeding like buffalo toward an unseen cliff where they will meet their financial doom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be clear - I think you are nuts if you believe that we are seeing a demonstration of the failures of the free market. What free market? We haven't had a free market since before the American Civil War. Some special interest or lobby has been steadily influencing those with power to regulate literally every facet of our lives since that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's wake up! Some new flavor of intervention or regulation cannot possibly fix the problems we are currently experiencing. We need to remember that freedom means just that - FREEDOM! Not just freedom of speech or religion, but freedom of the markets. Freedom to buy and sell without intervention. Freedom to truly own private property and do what you want with it. Freedom to protect your life and property against plunder. FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gmu.edu/departments/economics/wew/articles/08/CapitalismAndTheFinancialCrisis.htm"&gt;Walter Williams' article&lt;/a&gt; this morning comes to the same conclusions that I did a few days ago in my last entry (above)- Capitalism is getting unfairly blamed for the current crisis. He also thinks you're crazy if you believe this fairy tale. We haven't really had laissez-faire economics in this country, so how could they be to blame for the crisis? What activities do you engage in every day that are not somehow affected by a government regulation of some sort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about brushing your teeth? Well, the government says that we need flourine in our water to help keep our teeth hard, because apparently we can't be trusted to brush our own teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about going to the bathroom? Well, the government is concerned about how much water is wasted with each flush, so they've limited the tank capacity and regulated the water per flush for the toilets we buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating breakfast? Well, you can't be drinking that raw milk - it's dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting out of bed? Driving to work? Drinking a cup of tea? Making a phone call? Burning some brush in your back yard? Raising chickens in your back yard? Parking your car on the grass so you can wash it? Fixing your damaged mailbox? Protecting yourself from people who might do you harm? Don't worry, because the government has great concern for you, and they will make rules to protect you from yourself. I feel so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-831877598038422230?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/831877598038422230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=831877598038422230&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/831877598038422230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/831877598038422230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-thing-we-need-is-bigger-government.html' title='The Last Thing we need is Bigger Government'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2149270818531537377</id><published>2008-11-07T16:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:19:37.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Hannah Birthday Big Number 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRQ1J-SkI/AAAAAAAAANI/b_Bf5g92x98/s1600-h/IMG_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063951379974722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRQ1J-SkI/AAAAAAAAANI/b_Bf5g92x98/s400/IMG_2108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah's Princess cake.  She wanted a yellow dress on a doll so I gave it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRQpR2iHI/AAAAAAAAANA/tVxEdiwos9o/s1600-h/IMG_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063948191795314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRQpR2iHI/AAAAAAAAANA/tVxEdiwos9o/s400/IMG_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah and her doll in their new matching dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRQQ_vzFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/v13IqlL4enk/s1600-h/IMG_2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063941673405522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRQQ_vzFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/v13IqlL4enk/s400/IMG_2106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRP3UfdUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NRwfVhjFi8U/s1600-h/IMG_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063934781093186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRP3UfdUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NRwfVhjFi8U/s400/IMG_2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma showing Hannah how her new puppet works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRPhQ7IjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/T4UV2Ggj1oU/s1600-h/IMG_2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063928860549682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRPhQ7IjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/T4UV2Ggj1oU/s400/IMG_2100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQiMZEXaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/6g4g42vn5Gg/s1600-h/IMG_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063150163451298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQiMZEXaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/6g4g42vn5Gg/s400/IMG_2099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQiNeukAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YM8fWCia2Ms/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063150455623682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQiNeukAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YM8fWCia2Ms/s400/IMG_2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah's big doll house.  The boys won't stop playing with it but don't let them know I said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQhxO5-pI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PN7iUlZbGJs/s1600-h/IMG_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063142873070226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQhxO5-pI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PN7iUlZbGJs/s400/IMG_2097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What cute kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQh9ryNPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2SVJGdIVtQk/s1600-h/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063146215421170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQh9ryNPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2SVJGdIVtQk/s400/IMG_2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQhbHhjiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mJILgDsTLnA/s1600-h/IMG_2091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266063136936529442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTQhbHhjiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mJILgDsTLnA/s400/IMG_2091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-2149270818531537377?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2149270818531537377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2149270818531537377&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2149270818531537377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2149270818531537377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/hannah-birthday-big-number-3.html' title='Hannah Birthday Big Number 3'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRTRQ1J-SkI/AAAAAAAAANI/b_Bf5g92x98/s72-c/IMG_2108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-6118397731774496532</id><published>2008-11-05T09:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:07:17.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Halloween Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot my camera, so thanks to my neighbor for helping out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204446433297218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRHDjDt2w0I/AAAAAAAAALk/1yfhF_2Ii1U/s400/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the two Iron Men and a Big Chicken. (Don't call her a little chicken it makes her mad)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRHDjs1T5bI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6a3IJug_Ru4/s1600-h/IMG_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204457470420402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRHDjs1T5bI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6a3IJug_Ru4/s400/IMG_0434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah got a little tired and was ready to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRHDjSdlbwI/AAAAAAAAALs/YM-uWpQihA0/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204450391584514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRHDjSdlbwI/AAAAAAAAALs/YM-uWpQihA0/s400/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with my neighbors and so there was a Big Chicken, two Iron Men, Hannah Montana, and Batman.  It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later we went up to my Parents and went trick-or-treating up around their house.  It was a fun day for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-6118397731774496532?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6118397731774496532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=6118397731774496532&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6118397731774496532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6118397731774496532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-pictures.html' title='Halloween Pictures'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SRHDjDt2w0I/AAAAAAAAALk/1yfhF_2Ii1U/s72-c/IMG_0428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-9134599623113213481</id><published>2008-10-12T16:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:19:57.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>SNOW!</title><content type='html'>We work up to about 6-8" of snow this morning.  It was fun for the kids (after I dug through boxes to find winter clothes).  Owen always has to make a snow man.  He and Hannah could stay out all day, Brayden gets to cold.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKn-X5YI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IQTWIcwAARc/s1600-h/IMG_1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256410132670571906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKn-X5YI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IQTWIcwAARc/s400/IMG_1716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKjtO11I/AAAAAAAAALE/Lm4czaB835M/s1600-h/IMG_1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256410131524933458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKjtO11I/AAAAAAAAALE/Lm4czaB835M/s400/IMG_1717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKj5N19I/AAAAAAAAALM/p8J0PI4Kzy0/s1600-h/IMG_1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256410131575199698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKj5N19I/AAAAAAAAALM/p8J0PI4Kzy0/s400/IMG_1720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKzzb99I/AAAAAAAAALU/TeDHogsV0I4/s1600-h/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256410135845926866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKzzb99I/AAAAAAAAALU/TeDHogsV0I4/s400/IMG_1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFK5fUt1I/AAAAAAAAALc/4rI4zIatQy4/s1600-h/IMG_1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256410137372178258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFK5fUt1I/AAAAAAAAALc/4rI4zIatQy4/s400/IMG_1725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-9134599623113213481?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9134599623113213481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=9134599623113213481&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/9134599623113213481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/9134599623113213481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/snow.html' title='SNOW!'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SPKFKn-X5YI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IQTWIcwAARc/s72-c/IMG_1716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-348772635638401853</id><published>2008-10-11T11:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:16:32.265-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handbags'/><title type='text'>Free Handbag</title><content type='html'>If you want a chance to win a free handbag go to &lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt;http://www.handbagplanet.com/&lt;/a&gt; They are giving away 24 in 24 hours.  They look nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-348772635638401853?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/348772635638401853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=348772635638401853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/348772635638401853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/348772635638401853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/free-handbag.html' title='Free Handbag'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7984923750568965718</id><published>2008-10-07T15:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:36:06.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We need to stand up and stop this from happening.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashObj" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=" src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1352578267" width="486" height="412" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=1784521903&amp;amp;playerId=1352578267&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" seamlesstabbing="false" swliveconnect="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7984923750568965718?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7984923750568965718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7984923750568965718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7984923750568965718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7984923750568965718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-need-to-stand-up-and-stop-this-from.html' title='We need to stand up and stop this from happening.'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7204486810895852169</id><published>2008-10-06T21:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:11:51.781-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republican'/><title type='text'>Points To Ponder</title><content type='html'>At the risk of turing this into a political blog, I felt I needed to post the following and add my Amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is someone with the money to fund a rebuttal to what Howard Dean, Democratic National Committee Chairman, said recently that manyRepublican have never done an honest day's work in their life. The following full  page ad was placed in the Washington Post by a businessman named George J. Esseff,  Sr. He paid $104,655.60 to run thead and only did it because he is sick and tired of the way that "the rich" are portrayed by liberals these days. It is a great read.       Maybe you're a Republican?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's America ask a growing number of high school and college students, their teachers and professors, the self-anointed media elite and/or hard  working men and women of all ethnicities, the question,"What is a  Republican?" and you'll be told "... a rich, greedy,egotistical individual,  motivated only by money and the desire to accumulate more and more of it,  at  the expense of the environment, the working poor....and all whom they exploit..."       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Republican - And I am none of those things....and I don't knowany Republicans who are!      &lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM first and foremost, is a loving husband of some 52 plusyears,  the  father of four and an American who's proud of hiscountry...and his country's heritage.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is the grandson of immigrants who risked every-thing,including  their lives and those of their children, to escape tyranny insearch of  freedom.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a man who grew up during the Depression and witnessedfirst  hand the effects of the Stock Market crash and the soup linesthat followed.  I watched as both my parents and grand parents, who hadvery little  themselves, share what food they had with a half dozenother families, who  had even less.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is someone who worked his way through college by holdingdown three and four jobs at a time and then used that education to builda better life.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a husband who at age 24 started his own business for the"privilege" of working 60, 70 and 80 hours a week, risking everything Ihad including my health, in search of a better life for myself and myloved ones.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a businessman whose blood, sweat and tears....and plentyof  them..., made it possible for me to provide a secure living not onlyfor my family and myself, but also for literally hundreds of myemployees throughout the years. Employees who in turn were able to buytheir own homes, raise their own families and give back to theircommunities and their country.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a man who believes in God; a God who has blessed thiscountry... and all for which it stands.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is someone who knows, if you doubt miracles exist intoday's world, you need only to look into the face of those who receivedthem....and the eyes of those who give them.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is an American who's proud that his President embraces abelief in  God; proud of a President who understands, as "politicallyincorrect" as it may be, there is evil in this world and for thesecurity and safety of all freedom loving people everywhere, it must beconfronted...and it must be defeated.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is an American who takes comfort in the knowledge that ourPresident refuses to allow decisions concerning the very safety andsecurity of this nation, to be governed by the political whims offoreign governments.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is tired of hearing from leading Democrats who see onlynegativity in America; racism in her people; class warfare in hersociety and "political incorrectness" in her character.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a former democrat who now understands that it is thesoldier and not the reporter that guarantees us our freedoms of press,speech and dissent.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a man who believes in the sanctity of life. A man who isrepulsed by the pandering of the political left for votes, at theexpense of the unborn.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a husband and father who believes in the sanctity ofmarriage and the preservation of the family unit.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a ex-movie goer who is repulsed by those insecure,socially inept, elementary thinking, ego-inflated "entertainers" whohave appointed themselves "experts" in the fields of national securityand geo-politics and then use their forum to attack this nation, itsleaders and its actions....much to the delight and encouragement of ourenemies.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is an American who understands the difference between"censorship" and "choice." Evidently, these individuals do not, becausewhen these same "celebrities" receive public ridicule for theiroffensive actions, the first thing they yell is "censorship." What theyseem incapable of understanding is...the right of free speech anddissent is shared equally by those offended...as well as those whooffend. I support and will continue to support those films andperformers whom I choose to and refuse to support those I don't. It ismy right as an American a right I will continue to enthusiasticallyexercise.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a voter, tired of politicians who every time theirvoting records are subjected to public scrutiny, try to divert attentionfrom their political and legislative failures by accusing theiropponents of "attack ads" and "negative campaigning"....and the newsmedia who allow them to get away with it.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a Catholic who loves his God and his Faith....and who'sbeen taught to respect all religions whose teachings are based in love,peace and charity. As such, I am embarrassed and ashamed of thoseindividuals in both private and public life whose decisions and actionsare devoid of any sense of character or morals; individuals who are onlydriven by what's best for them....rather than what's right... oftentimes at the expense of many....including our national security.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a realist who understands that the terrorist attack thatmurdered hundreds of innocent Russian children could have occurred here,in our heartland. That's why I sincerely believe America needs now, morethan ever, a President who sees with a clear and focused vision and whospeaks with a voice when heard by both friend and foe alike isunderstood, respected and believed.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is eternally grateful to Ronald Reagan for having thebravery to speak out against Communism and the courage of hisconvictions in leading the fight to defeat it; and George W. Bush forthe vision, courage, conviction and leadership he has shown in America'swar on terrorism amidst both the constant and vicious, personal andpolitical attacks both he and his family are made to endure.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a human being, full of numerous faults and failures, buta man nonetheless who though not always successful has continuallystrived to do "what's right" instead of "what's easy." A man who ischallenging the religious leaders of all faiths, to not only preach totheir congregations the fundamentals of "what's right" and "what'swrong," but to also then hold them accountable for their actions in boththe public and private sectors.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is disgusted with the Courts who on one hand call themurder of a pregnant woman a "double homicide," but then refer to theabortion of her baby as "pro-choice".       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is someone deeply troubled by a political party whichembraces a candidate whose primary "leadership" qualities center aroundhis protesting of the Vietnam war and his labeling the honorable men andwomen who fought in it, (50,000 of whom gave their lives in thataction), as rapists, and war criminals (John Kerry). That same politicalparty then stepped forward this year to block the appearance of a trueVietnam war hero, retired Admiral and former United States Senator,Jeremiah Denton, (a man who spent seven years and seven torturous monthsin a North Vietnam prison), from speaking before an open session of theCalifornia legislature as part of that state's 4th of July celebration.The reason Democrats gave for refusing to allow this American hero tospeak before their state legislature was because of the "conservative"nature of his views. As an American, that troubles me deeply....as wellit should you. (Are you listening Mr. D?)       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a man who feels the need to spend, ONE HUNDRED &amp;amp; FOURTHOUSAND, SIX HUNDRED &amp;amp; FIFTY FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS ($104, 655.60, taxpaid) of his own money, to purchase this advertisement, in order to set the story straight. Some may say this money would have been better spent feeding the world's poor. At the risk of sounding self-serving, as an merican and as a Republican, for the last six decades of my life, I have done exactly that...and more. Following the examples of my parents nd grandparents, I have used my earnings to feed the poor, shelter the homeless, provide housing for the elderly and medical care for the sick.....and continue to do so...and I'm not alone in that work.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is someone who is paying for this announcement at my sole expense in hopes of opening the eyes of those led blindly by ill-informed elements of our great nation, who, through eithe rignorance, or malicious intent, repeatedly attack and belittle those of us who belong to a political party that holds true to the belief, "The rights of the governed, exceed the power of the government." For those interested, I am speaking only as a tax-paying individual who is in no way associated with the Republican National Committee, nor with any ofits directors, or delegates.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is a man who understands, "the American way of life" is a message of self-empowerment for all.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is an American who is grateful that our nation gives eachof us the opportunity of self-determination and the right to benefit from the fruits of self achievement.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is an American who wants to preserve that way of life forall who seek it.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I AM is blessed to be an American.... and proud to be a Republican&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7204486810895852169?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7204486810895852169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7204486810895852169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7204486810895852169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7204486810895852169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/points-to-ponder.html' title='Points To Ponder'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1839779435650649888</id><published>2008-09-26T08:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:55:52.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/usvG-s_Ssb0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/usvG-s_Ssb0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1839779435650649888?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1839779435650649888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1839779435650649888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1839779435650649888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1839779435650649888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2414176899597785910</id><published>2008-09-26T07:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:24:24.355-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Prepared'/><title type='text'>Be Prepared</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;What people experienced in hurricane IKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being prepared if key to survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know that we are doing well. We have a 6'x6' hole in our roof, no electricity or running water, Trees down everywhere. However, because we Listened to the counsel of our Prophet we are prepared. Infact it seems to me that it's only the members of the church who seem to be calm, prepared, and helping one another with trees in roofs, flooding, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a POD or Point of Distrubution in Tomball where we live.There you get water and ice IF you have enough fuel towait in the 3 hour lines. We don't have to do that because we have 3 full water barrels, 75 juice bottlesfilled with water, and our pool which is dirty but we use it to flush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t is very difficult to get gas. Police guard the stations when fuel is delivered and you might wait half a day to getup to the pump just to have them say, "Too bad, we are out". I am grateful that we have a generator. We run it 4 hours aday to keep our fridge and light. I am grateful that we have had fuel for it. You can't even by gas containers as they are rationed. We can only by bread once a week and limited to 2 loaves at a time. Water is rationed by the case at the grocery store 3 cases per family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he Atm machines do not have power. For the past 6 months I have stashed small bills away because I have had such a feeling of foreboding. We have cash because of that. LISTEN TO THE SPIRIT. Get cash in small bills because the stores can't make change and credit and debit cards often don't work. I had to pay 5 dollars more for an item because they couldn't make change for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHONES ONLY WORK OCCASIONALY. Believe it or not...I have not had a bath in 4 days, Today was the first day I got to wash my hair with pool water. I haven't fixed my hair in a week!!! It just doesn't matter anymore. We can not do laundry because we don't have water. So, we wear our clothes until they are literallydisgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we do finally get water we will have to boil it since it is contaminated. I am grateful for my parents. When we got low on generator fuel they drove 45 minutes to help us. They filled up thier cans and brought us 10 gallons of fuel which kept us going until this morning at 6:oo am when we finally found some gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prepared Family and a loving extened family is the key to survival and making it through right now. I know that my parents would drive to the end of the earth to help me and it's nice knowing they are there. I know that I would do the same for my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want all of you to know that I have such a testimony of following the counsel of our living prophet. There really is safety and peace in your heart if you are prepared. Please get your generators, 5 gas cans full of gas, canned goods,baby items, baby wipes to bathe, and all the water you canstore...even if you have to trip on it in your home. Have your lanterns, crank flashlights, tarps, rope, etc.. readyto go because you never know when it will be your turn to endure the test. It's overwhelming, but it's goingto be ok eventually. I have a home, I have food, I have water, because i listened to the counsel of the prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLease make sure you do the same. It's time to have your life in order Tomorrow may be too late. Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-2414176899597785910?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2414176899597785910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2414176899597785910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2414176899597785910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2414176899597785910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/be-prepared.html' title='Be Prepared'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-277686440528768687</id><published>2008-09-18T18:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:08:00.614-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Neat Story</title><content type='html'>I have seen the following story before but I saw it again and thought it was worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?' The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.' Then he told the following story: Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.' Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat . Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, 'Shay!, Shay!, Shay! ... All the way Shay!' Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!' As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team. 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.' Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-277686440528768687?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/277686440528768687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=277686440528768687&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/277686440528768687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/277686440528768687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/neat-story.html' title='Neat Story'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8616882642874712438</id><published>2008-09-17T15:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:15:29.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Questions from Kamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. So . . . are you moving?  Not yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is one of your favorite childhood memories? Meeting my friend Katrina after we moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite winter activity? Playing in the snow, or ice fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you miss about Sevier County? Being on the Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?  (I will do something other then my kids)  I think Building a buggy in the garage for a winter project, and it worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.&lt;br /&gt;3. Update your blog with the answers to these questions.&lt;br /&gt;4. Include this explanation and offer to ask others in your own post.&lt;br /&gt;5. When others respond with a desultory comment, you will ask them five questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8616882642874712438?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8616882642874712438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8616882642874712438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8616882642874712438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8616882642874712438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/questions-from-kamie-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-624628478951119794</id><published>2008-09-15T16:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:38:15.019-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mandy'/><title type='text'>Mandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SM7jmmuFLzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Q2Yp7Tj1FRM/s1600-h/IMG_0250_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246380868301565746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SM7jmmuFLzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Q2Yp7Tj1FRM/s400/IMG_0250_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we finally let Mandy go today. She was so sick so I took her up to have it taken care of and it was very sad. She was such a good dog and we have had her since before any of the kids were born. We got her not to long after we moved into this house. I thought the kids would be sad but they all just said we still have Deegan. Deegan seems upset though so the kids have been playing with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-624628478951119794?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/624628478951119794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=624628478951119794&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/624628478951119794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/624628478951119794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/mandy.html' title='Mandy'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SM7jmmuFLzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Q2Yp7Tj1FRM/s72-c/IMG_0250_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8206946219893805937</id><published>2008-09-10T11:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:42:33.873-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutty putty'/><title type='text'>Nutty Putty Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4538059eb6285a6d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4538059eb6285a6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CE5ED186EE4CCF8ED814AB6C5F1B98590E02FA.6668F0210DAF708276836790B858D4016612F4AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4538059eb6285a6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dmp5OPl73nKknJ64GAr5Cd4AfVO0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4538059eb6285a6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CE5ED186EE4CCF8ED814AB6C5F1B98590E02FA.6668F0210DAF708276836790B858D4016612F4AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4538059eb6285a6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dmp5OPl73nKknJ64GAr5Cd4AfVO0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a long video from our last trip.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8206946219893805937?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4538059eb6285a6d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8206946219893805937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8206946219893805937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8206946219893805937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8206946219893805937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/nutty-putty-fun.html' title='Nutty Putty Fun'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1130237528980755335</id><published>2008-08-25T10:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:16:32.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Getting to Know You</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the 2008 edition of getting to know your Friends. Copy, then change all the answers so they apply to you, and then send this to your friends including the person who sent it to you. The theory is that you will learn a lot of little things about your friends that you might not have known!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Kung Fu Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? Myth Busters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you usually have for breakfast? Oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your middle name? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What food do you dislike? Sour Kraut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite CD at moment? Alisha Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What kind of car do you drive? Pontiac Grand Prix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite sandwich? Most Any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What characteristic do you despise? Snobbiness (if that is even a word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite item of clothing? What ever I am wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite brand of clothing? Anything that fits and looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where would you retire to? Fishlake! (sounds good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was your most recent memorable birthday? None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite sport to watch? FOOTBALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Furthest place you are sending this? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Person you expect to send it back first? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When is your birthday? Feb 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you a morning person or a night person? I used to be a night now I am more of a morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your shoe size? 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Pets? Mandy and Deegan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? Hopefully soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What did you want to be when you were little? Astronaunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How are you today? Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your favorite candy? Any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your favorite flower? Iris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your full name? Shelly Belly Button Barney (JK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What are you listening to right now? Curious George and Hannah talking to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What was the last thing you ate? Worthers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you wish on stars? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. How is the weather right now? Nice a little on the hot side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The first person you spoke to on the phone today? Tony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Favorite soft drink? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite restaurant? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Real hair color? Light brown/blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What was your favorite toy as a child? LEGOS, LEGOS, LEGOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Summer or winter? Summer now was winter when I was younger, less work in winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Hugs or kisses? Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate I hate Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Coffee or tea? YUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you want your friends to email you back? Well...sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. the last time you cried? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is under your bed? Lots of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What did you do last night? Swam, Watched Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Fears? Some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Salty or sweet? sweety salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. How many keys on your key ring? Too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. How many years at your current job? .5 at one an 4 at other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Favorite day of the week? Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. How many towns have you lived in? 6 Hopefully 7 soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you make friends easily? Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. How many people will you send this to? the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. How many will respond? Who ever wants to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1130237528980755335?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1130237528980755335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1130237528980755335&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1130237528980755335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1130237528980755335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-to-know-you.html' title='Getting to Know You'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8678546460764036254</id><published>2008-08-19T13:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:59:54.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Cpl4pVenoC-EtM:http://cci-inspection.com/site/images/stories/shell%2520logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What word describes me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:RF4NrZM4VAiPwM:http://www.growingwell.co" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Habit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:CYIS4-Ci45wZXM:http://bp3.blogger.com/_qvpVn5at6XM/RrlLap5ig7I/AAAAAAAACSY/MxHpVGvwYTE/s400/mad.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age at your next birthday? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:XrEkMtMhEbu5GM:http://www.makelengineering" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I want to be when I grew up? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:VdRvICE0hSSf5M:http://www.freewebs.com/salterspace/astronaut.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love most in life? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:uMUKll7yuv5XXM:http://amiestreet.com/public/blog/20071207_tony_tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite dessert? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:TZGjpg_0740PTM:http://scienceblogs.com/corpuscallosum/images/pumpkin_pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite vacation?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:gByhExYrQQl3LM:http://z.about.com/d/esl/1/0/K/2/camping.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite beverage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:GGUEf2aXz020wM:http://www.liquidsculpture.com/images/water/water-drop-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celebrity Crush? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:luF87zNsavqymM:http://libizblog.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/question-mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Color? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:jngQ9tDMMdp-mM:http://climate.met.psu.edu/data/frost/images/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite food? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:tX0sinrmW-W59M:http://www.chewingthecud.org/Grilled_Steak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my name? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Fbu1UDRMnkQL4M:http://picturethis.pnl.gov/im2/shell0/shell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8678546460764036254?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8678546460764036254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8678546460764036254&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8678546460764036254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8678546460764036254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/internet-game.html' title='Internet Game'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-261878929230840848</id><published>2008-08-19T13:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:25:54.173-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Memory Game</title><content type='html'>1. Add a comment on our blog, leave one memory that you and I or our family had together. It doesn't matter if you knew us a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about our family I'll assume you're playing the game and we'll come to your blog and leave one about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-261878929230840848?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/261878929230840848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=261878929230840848&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/261878929230840848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/261878929230840848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/memory-game.html' title='Memory Game'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4490048057723062478</id><published>2008-08-18T14:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:46:36.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eights</title><content type='html'>8 TV Shows I Love to Watch: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mythbusters&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Smashlab&lt;/span&gt;, How its made, Survivor, Amazing Race, Football, Curious George, Some Assembly Required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Restaurants I Love: I can't even think of one I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things that Happened Today:Got up, took the boys to school, cleaned the house, did laundry, Checked out blogs, Cleaned pool filter, Watched George, Did this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I am Looking Forward to:Selling house, Moving, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Love about Summer:Swimming, Long days, fireworks, Fun, No school, Warm weather, Camping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Olympic Events I Want to See/ or Have Seen:Gymnastics, Swimming, Track, Volleyball, Diving,  Marathon, Rowing, Trampoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on My Wish List:To MOVE!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I Want to do this Survey: Everyone who wants to. I could name people, but I won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4490048057723062478?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4490048057723062478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4490048057723062478&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4490048057723062478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4490048057723062478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/eights.html' title='Eights'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8555905165728658878</id><published>2008-07-16T13:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:22:51.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barlow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunion'/><title type='text'>Barlow Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-30b7562abb4ca273" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D30b7562abb4ca273%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F59BABA540C7E0B4786CADB5BAE7B7FBCDC2574.6F6DD757D800A47B54F2EFAB9C1E94F877F9703F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D30b7562abb4ca273%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr6FGbyudIVGZOPKTlwqyxss9vbk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D30b7562abb4ca273%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F59BABA540C7E0B4786CADB5BAE7B7FBCDC2574.6F6DD757D800A47B54F2EFAB9C1E94F877F9703F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D30b7562abb4ca273%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr6FGbyudIVGZOPKTlwqyxss9vbk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This sure was a fun trip.  Here are a few photo highlights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8555905165728658878?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=30b7562abb4ca273&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8555905165728658878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8555905165728658878&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8555905165728658878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8555905165728658878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/barlow-family-reunion.html' title='Barlow Family Reunion'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7648056979703823067</id><published>2008-06-30T17:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:59:12.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphNYbk5GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YxGCVyWmLd4/s1600-h/IMG_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218090000786449506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphNYbk5GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YxGCVyWmLd4/s400/IMG_1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphODTfY4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/eFmf0dnxVMg/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218090012295259010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphODTfY4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/eFmf0dnxVMg/s400/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was the last day of school. This is a picture of the boys on their way to their last day of school. It was a good year for the boys they have grown so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah and Owen both went to the Dr. also. Hannah's lungs sounded really good and as long as she doesn't have another episode, like the last one, in the next few months we wont have to put her on a daily inhaled steroid. So hopefully she wont have any more problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen went to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;endocrinologist&lt;/span&gt;, he seemed very good. He said Owen is not diabetic now but he has no way to predict if he will become diabetic or when. He wants us to keep monitoring him and come back in a couple months for another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hemoglobin&lt;/span&gt; A1c test. There is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; something up with him we just don't know what it is yet. Hopefully we will get it all figured out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish off the day there was a police standoff two doors down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218090621593064546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphxhHaFGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a1TAqdQF5R8/s400/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218090650524364210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphzM5KrbI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UPwTWzME_4o/s400/IMG_1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218090642390305058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphyul2ySI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2ARqhglXdNA/s400/IMG_1171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218090633520852242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphyNjNrRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_MfQsIxwtR8/s400/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the pictures to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7648056979703823067?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7648056979703823067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7648056979703823067&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7648056979703823067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7648056979703823067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGphNYbk5GI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YxGCVyWmLd4/s72-c/IMG_1162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-3447130112993809251</id><published>2008-06-30T17:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:02:22.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Syracuse Heratige Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi7rulFiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EeG30Ut_pIY/s1600-h/IMG_1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218091895752037922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi7rulFiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EeG30Ut_pIY/s400/IMG_1179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi7yiDM1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/N7FuG9XowL0/s1600-h/IMG_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218091897578533714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi7yiDM1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/N7FuG9XowL0/s400/IMG_1181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi8AJfEuI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Vx-YdGsa9IE/s1600-h/IMG_1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218091901233599202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi8AJfEuI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Vx-YdGsa9IE/s400/IMG_1182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi8c8E2EI/AAAAAAAAAII/c5oaT2y0IoI/s1600-h/IMG_1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218091908961982530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi8c8E2EI/AAAAAAAAAII/c5oaT2y0IoI/s400/IMG_1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi8ujtkkI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CkW4vfTuFWM/s1600-h/IMG_1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218091913691632194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi8ujtkkI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CkW4vfTuFWM/s400/IMG_1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun weekend with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Barlows&lt;/span&gt;. It was Syracuse Cities Heritage Days so there was a parade, that runs right in front of our house, and other activities. We watched the parade then had a BBQ and of course swimming. It was very fun. Then we went to the movie "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Panda" (it was very good). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; else went home but our family sat on the roof and watch fireworks. It was a very fun day. Thanks to all who came and made it such a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-3447130112993809251?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3447130112993809251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=3447130112993809251&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3447130112993809251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3447130112993809251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/syracuse-heratige-days.html' title='Syracuse Heratige Days'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SGpi7rulFiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EeG30Ut_pIY/s72-c/IMG_1179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1081556900898637373</id><published>2008-06-25T14:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:08:07.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Cute Little Hannah</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the kids were all taking turns showing us tricks on the tramp and Brayden wanted Tony and I to be the audience.  Well it was Hannah's turn and she asked if Tony and I were the "idiots".  It was very funny.  Kids can be very cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, she is doing so much better, thanks for all the concern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1081556900898637373?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1081556900898637373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1081556900898637373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1081556900898637373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1081556900898637373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/cute-little-hannah.html' title='Cute Little Hannah'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-9205303544326513217</id><published>2008-06-13T21:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:41:24.788-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puzzles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Cool Web Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thekidzpage.com/"&gt;http://www.thekidzpage.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a cool web site I found with a lot of fun things for kids to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-9205303544326513217?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9205303544326513217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=9205303544326513217&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/9205303544326513217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/9205303544326513217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/cool-web-site.html' title='Cool Web Site'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8247779990718324877</id><published>2008-05-18T18:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:50:53.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Superpowers</title><content type='html'>My friend had this on her blog so I did it in the side bar and here is Tony's Anyone can participate just copy the results and paste them in the comment. Or just do it for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Superpower Should Be Manipulating Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/fire.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intense, internally driven, and passionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions are unpredictable - and they often get the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both radiant and terrifying, people are drawn to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your most powerful, you feel like the world belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you would be a good superhero: You are obsessive enough to give it your all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest problem as a superhero: Your moodiness would make it difficult to control your powers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/"&gt;What Should Your Superpower Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8247779990718324877?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8247779990718324877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8247779990718324877&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8247779990718324877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8247779990718324877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/superpowers.html' title='Superpowers'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8357428397054173638</id><published>2008-05-18T18:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:35:56.046-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Hannah's Bedtime Ritual</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every night before bed Hannah has to go out of the room to the stairs and shut the door and sing me a song before she will let me come out.  I don't know how it started but she has to do it every night.  It is very cute so I though I would share. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4189bbce8964bc6b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4189bbce8964bc6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62CB569974DD7D1F6BD1ED886B06BD9A86D1DA36.1F3943BE6C2060A3802E97429696D0846AE07078%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4189bbce8964bc6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHxACaeImCtUkr31IU4DS-xZnws&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4189bbce8964bc6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62CB569974DD7D1F6BD1ED886B06BD9A86D1DA36.1F3943BE6C2060A3802E97429696D0846AE07078%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4189bbce8964bc6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHxACaeImCtUkr31IU4DS-xZnws&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8357428397054173638?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4189bbce8964bc6b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8357428397054173638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8357428397054173638&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8357428397054173638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8357428397054173638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/hannahs-bedtime-ritual.html' title='Hannah&apos;s Bedtime Ritual'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7006803707717239124</id><published>2008-05-18T17:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:03:28.374-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>You might be a redneck if. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You have coils of black plastic tubing on your roof to heat your pool. I know, it is a little unsophisticated but it really works. We ran the water that came out of the pump through three lines 300 ft. each of black poly pipe on the roof. It heats the water up greatly between the inlet and the outlet. We have the water up to 79 Degrees from 60 that it was a couple days ago before the heater. It is cool because it doesn't cost any extra to heat the pool (after the initial cost of parts) since we run the pump to filter the water anyway.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDC--pRGNGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GqS3jKeR1Pk/s1600-h/IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201867553051653218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDC--pRGNGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GqS3jKeR1Pk/s400/IMG_0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDC-_ZRGNHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IdvtIVCBiuU/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201867565936555122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDC-_ZRGNHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IdvtIVCBiuU/s400/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDC-_5RGNII/AAAAAAAAAGg/n8WCcvtkczQ/s1600-h/IMG_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201867574526489730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDC-_5RGNII/AAAAAAAAAGg/n8WCcvtkczQ/s400/IMG_0938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also got a new cover that is much better at keeping the heat in.  It is also about a million times easier to get and keep on.  The old one would blow off every time the wind blew at all. Getting lots of dirt in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201870937485882530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDDCDpRGNKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/493IqxVeDNY/s400/IMG_0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201870933190915218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDDCDZRGNJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g4mNHRUfdRQ/s400/IMG_0941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had a lot of fun so far this year.  We are looking forward to a fun swimming summer.  You are all welcome to swim anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7006803707717239124?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7006803707717239124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7006803707717239124&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7006803707717239124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7006803707717239124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-might-be-redneck-if.html' title='You might be a redneck if. . .'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SDC--pRGNGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GqS3jKeR1Pk/s72-c/IMG_0940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4146124219302896519</id><published>2008-05-13T18:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:02:14.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boating in the Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids found these boats they got last year and put away.  They had a lot of fun floating around and racing.  &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCovHJRGNDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OEQMH3sUMR0/s1600-h/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200020519545877554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCovHJRGNDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OEQMH3sUMR0/s400/IMG_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCovHZRGNEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nhl4o0CZEOg/s1600-h/IMG_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200020523840844866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCovHZRGNEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nhl4o0CZEOg/s400/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCovHpRGNFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wDjJsEKdJOM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200020528135812178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCovHpRGNFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wDjJsEKdJOM/s400/IMG_0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a012703d2ccfabb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a012703d2ccfabb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76325F4B8C6D77590E719335A47E1355CD659CE3.7B6A2D467817263B256DA7D9AADF73F4A7B3A918%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a012703d2ccfabb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjWx9CBHOQic-PiKgBQv3ZdtxIsM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a012703d2ccfabb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76325F4B8C6D77590E719335A47E1355CD659CE3.7B6A2D467817263B256DA7D9AADF73F4A7B3A918%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a012703d2ccfabb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjWx9CBHOQic-PiKgBQv3ZdtxIsM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4146124219302896519?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8a012703d2ccfabb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4146124219302896519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4146124219302896519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4146124219302896519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4146124219302896519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/boating-in-pool.html' title='Boating in the Pool'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCovHJRGNDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OEQMH3sUMR0/s72-c/IMG_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-722180904645838692</id><published>2008-05-13T18:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:13:50.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircuts'/><title type='text'>Hair Cuts</title><content type='html'>The kids all got hair cuts today.  They all look very nice.  Hannah looks so grown up with her new fancy haircut.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCouPZRGNAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w1b91Jp1RzU/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200019561768170498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCouPZRGNAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w1b91Jp1RzU/s400/IMG_0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCouPpRGNBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dLpoDU0iiLA/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200019566063137810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCouPpRGNBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dLpoDU0iiLA/s400/IMG_0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCouP5RGNCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FJg8iR-fVeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200019570358105122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCouP5RGNCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FJg8iR-fVeQ/s400/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah did take a nap before this picture so it is not quite as cute as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-722180904645838692?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/722180904645838692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=722180904645838692&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/722180904645838692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/722180904645838692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/hair-cuts.html' title='Hair Cuts'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCouPZRGNAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w1b91Jp1RzU/s72-c/IMG_0927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4394971459237200507</id><published>2008-05-11T18:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:26:56.840-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tooth'/><title type='text'>Brayden Lost a Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeOMZRGM_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Wx2uSeOjjRg/s1600-h/IMG_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199280638414697458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeOMZRGM_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Wx2uSeOjjRg/s400/IMG_0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brayen lost his first top tooth.  He was very excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember you can see more about the kids on their blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brayden &lt;a href="http://www.kidxtreme.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.kidxtreme.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Owen &lt;a href="http://www.blazeoglory.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.blazeOglory.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hannah &lt;a href="http://www.barbieblaze.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.barbieblaze.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4394971459237200507?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4394971459237200507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4394971459237200507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4394971459237200507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4394971459237200507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/brayden-lost-tooth.html' title='Brayden Lost a Tooth'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeOMZRGM_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Wx2uSeOjjRg/s72-c/IMG_0900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-3832494841488737841</id><published>2008-05-11T17:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:23:31.610-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Spring is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to get the pool out and ready for the summer. The kids had fun in their "boats" and Hannah liked floating in the water. I had to pull her out shivering and she kept saying "I'm not cold I want to go back in."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeMI5RGM9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vu1RVNUTzHU/s1600-h/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199278379261899730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeMI5RGM9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vu1RVNUTzHU/s400/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeMBJRGM8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/XqWuoCCG9wE/s1600-h/IMG_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199278246117913538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeMBJRGM8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/XqWuoCCG9wE/s400/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeL35RGM7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fJBJAXN3U40/s1600-h/IMG_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199278087204123570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeL35RGM7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fJBJAXN3U40/s400/IMG_0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We built a fence around the pool so we could keep the kids and dogs out of the area. I was more worried about Hannah this year because she is more resourceful about getting into things then last year. The boys actually listen and don't go in unless we tell them they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199279079341568994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeMxpRGM-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/67BNmfJ48FM/s400/IMG_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We bought instructions to make a pool heater and a new more efficient cover. We will post later letting you all know how it goes. Hopefully we can get it nice and warm for a reasonable price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-3832494841488737841?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3832494841488737841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=3832494841488737841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3832494841488737841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3832494841488737841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-decided-to-get-pool-out-and-ready.html' title='Spring is Here'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/SCeMI5RGM9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vu1RVNUTzHU/s72-c/IMG_0877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-86889120660274070</id><published>2008-04-19T21:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:41:09.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip  to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>We decided someone better go look for "Kara at the Zoo".  The Reese (Oldroyds anyway) side should know what I am talking about, oh wait they don't look at my blog, so I guess no one will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8eb349a2360d77b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8eb349a2360d77b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72D4D829826CF5AC800CAA22EB71DECB7926801.18016E16CB794EDD484168BDFD0CCD423F66031B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8eb349a2360d77b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0lIPmW8znUGy0ACG8KXA-ilal5g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8eb349a2360d77b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398626%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72D4D829826CF5AC800CAA22EB71DECB7926801.18016E16CB794EDD484168BDFD0CCD423F66031B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8eb349a2360d77b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0lIPmW8znUGy0ACG8KXA-ilal5g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-86889120660274070?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c8eb349a2360d77b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/86889120660274070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=86889120660274070&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/86889120660274070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/86889120660274070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/trip-to-zoo.html' title='Trip  to the Zoo'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4401631483195148984</id><published>2008-03-31T16:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:41:10.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><title type='text'>Crazy Kids</title><content type='html'>The boys met their reading goal for their read-a-thon at school so they got to go to school with their hair dyed.  Of course they had to have fohawks to go along.  The gold hair paint almost didn't show up in their hair but they were pleased.  Hannah had to have hers done also.  I put their kanitial (as Owie says) on the back of their heads.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn1dQbPPI/AAAAAAAAADw/wBcg0TpW8gI/s1600-h/IMG_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184038814164401394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn1dQbPPI/AAAAAAAAADw/wBcg0TpW8gI/s400/IMG_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn1tQbPQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9nRbJH3r4cg/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184038818459368706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn1tQbPQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9nRbJH3r4cg/s400/IMG_0604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn19QbPRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tUGq0iEryI4/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184038822754336018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn19QbPRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tUGq0iEryI4/s400/IMG_0605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn19QbPSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Mmyu3opdqEs/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184038822754336034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn19QbPSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Mmyu3opdqEs/s400/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn2dQbPTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/f1Qx9rgEoQk/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184038831344270642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn2dQbPTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/f1Qx9rgEoQk/s400/IMG_0607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4401631483195148984?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4401631483195148984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4401631483195148984&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4401631483195148984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4401631483195148984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/crazy-kids.html' title='Crazy Kids'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R_Fn1dQbPPI/AAAAAAAAADw/wBcg0TpW8gI/s72-c/IMG_0603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-3710123646599631255</id><published>2008-03-25T15:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T15:06:10.793-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden Kids'/><title type='text'>Poor Little Hannah</title><content type='html'>Hannah came in this morning with 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mosquito&lt;/span&gt; bites on her face 4 on one hand and a couple on her arms.  I don't know how they got in her room, poor girl.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R-lohdQbPOI/AAAAAAAAADo/gvfPBQwkjh0/s1600-h/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181787770264960226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R-lohdQbPOI/AAAAAAAAADo/gvfPBQwkjh0/s400/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-3710123646599631255?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3710123646599631255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=3710123646599631255&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3710123646599631255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3710123646599631255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/poor-little-hannah.html' title='Poor Little Hannah'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R-lohdQbPOI/AAAAAAAAADo/gvfPBQwkjh0/s72-c/IMG_0598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8421269132895510686</id><published>2008-03-06T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:36:28.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmonica Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I found this on a friends blog and though it was pretty good so I thought I would share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfLhnkme2mE&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfLhnkme2mE&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8421269132895510686?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8421269132895510686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8421269132895510686&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8421269132895510686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8421269132895510686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/harmonica-player.html' title='Harmonica Player'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4898633130487946745</id><published>2008-03-04T14:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:21:27.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>I Knew Cats Were Evil</title><content type='html'>The following are excerpts from a cats diary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded; must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep deprivation, incessant pleas for food at all hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 767 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture.This time, however, it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid? My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that myconfinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and may be snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue, something akin to mole speak, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal, room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4898633130487946745?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4898633130487946745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4898633130487946745&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4898633130487946745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4898633130487946745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-knew-cats-were-evil.html' title='I Knew Cats Were Evil'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-196974672576277446</id><published>2008-03-04T13:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:03:16.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Brayden's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R824QRiZrcI/AAAAAAAAADg/4mijtuV_OvE/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173994136643677634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R824QRiZrcI/AAAAAAAAADg/4mijtuV_OvE/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brayden was Baptized on Saturday.  It was a very special day, made even more special by sharing it with  all the family and friends who came.  Thank you to all of you who helped and participated.  We had a very nice day and I am sure Brayden will remember it for the rest of his life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-196974672576277446?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/196974672576277446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=196974672576277446&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/196974672576277446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/196974672576277446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/braydens-baptism.html' title='Brayden&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R824QRiZrcI/AAAAAAAAADg/4mijtuV_OvE/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1783377221169835691</id><published>2008-03-04T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T10:30:42.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck-Mansion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R82G_BnnffI/AAAAAAAAADY/yhTjvos-PAs/s1600-h/redneck-mansion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173939964243049970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R82G_BnnffI/AAAAAAAAADY/yhTjvos-PAs/s400/redneck-mansion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1783377221169835691?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1783377221169835691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1783377221169835691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1783377221169835691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1783377221169835691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/redneck-mansion.html' title='Redneck-Mansion'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R82G_BnnffI/AAAAAAAAADY/yhTjvos-PAs/s72-c/redneck-mansion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8352972009857755145</id><published>2008-03-04T09:47:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T10:26:40.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curious George'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Curious George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hannah LOVES Curious George She watches it everyday. She was putting on a Curious George shirt and she had to show it to George. When he would move across the screen she would move the shirt to show him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R819ohnnfeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4yWfdKjLLdo/s1600-h/20080301_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173929682091343330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R819ohnnfeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4yWfdKjLLdo/s400/20080301_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b3ae3c2d8fe6e80f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8352972009857755145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8352972009857755145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8352972009857755145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8352972009857755145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/curious-george.html' title='Curious George'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R819ohnnfeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4yWfdKjLLdo/s72-c/20080301_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7574046231556754988</id><published>2008-02-13T19:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:46:37.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Kamie tagged me so I guess here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick up the nearest book (one of at least 123 pages)&lt;br /&gt;Open the page to 123&lt;br /&gt;Find the 5th sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Post the next 3 sentences&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein&lt;br /&gt;Page 123 is Double-tailed dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't have a place to put a collar,&lt;br /&gt;a'll admit it's rather hard to lead him,&lt;br /&gt;And he cannot hear you call&lt;br /&gt;For he has no ears at all,&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't cost a single cent to feed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Gretchen, Laura, Heidi, Karen, and Becky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7574046231556754988?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7574046231556754988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7574046231556754988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7574046231556754988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7574046231556754988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7540813470636294440</id><published>2008-02-06T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:42:05.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Hinckley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Mormon'/><title type='text'>President Hinckley Challange</title><content type='html'>This is a fun challange that my Brother-in-law sent to me that I thought I would put out here for anyone who is interested in joining.  Pass the information on to everyone you can think of to join in the challange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hinckleychallenge.com/warriors.php"&gt;www.hinckleychallenge.com/warriors.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; As most of you know, our beloved prophet, Gordon B. Hinckley passed away at the age of 97. His funeral will be on Saturday, February 2nd. I was thinking of how I could honor his legacy and I came up with an idea. My friend and I have created a challenge for those willing to accept it: Read the Book of Mormon in 97 days. We are trying to get everyone to start on the same day. Here are the details: Go to www.hinckleychallenge.com and create an account (free, of course). On Feb 4, 2008 (the Monday following the funeral) have an FHE lesson on the Book of Mormon and begin your reading. Each day you read, record what page number you are on by going to www.hinckleychallenge.com . We would like this challenge to be heard all around the world! Please forward this message to everyone you know. We would love to see over 1 million pages of the Book of Mormon read by the time this challenge has ended. Do you want to show your support? Do you want to follow the prophet? Do you want to get rid of all of your excuses for not reading and become a warrior? Then join me in this challenge!!! We are going to spread this throughout the news media (TV and radio) and we've already contacted Fox news, KSL, CBS, and ABC. But we cannot get the word out to everyone without your help! Please forward this on to EVERYONE in your address book. Time is of the essence!! This will be the one forwarded message that everyone will be happy to get :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7540813470636294440?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7540813470636294440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7540813470636294440&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7540813470636294440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7540813470636294440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/president-hinckley-challange.html' title='President Hinckley Challange'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8627939062133076332</id><published>2008-02-05T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T12:19:05.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deegan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aunt Heidi saved this puppy from being put to sleep and brought him to us.  The kids and I fell in love with him quickly, I think it will take Tony more time.  He is so cute and such a good boy that he will be unable to resist him though.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R6i1k0sj4PI/AAAAAAAAADA/Elw9fX0JlrY/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163576617005736178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R6i1k0sj4PI/AAAAAAAAADA/Elw9fX0JlrY/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that cute little face.  He is a smart boy and very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R6i1nksj4QI/AAAAAAAAADI/jaPo_bLoExE/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163576664250376450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R6i1nksj4QI/AAAAAAAAADI/jaPo_bLoExE/s400/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids all have pictures on their blogs.  Check them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidxtreme.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.kidXtreme.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blazeoglory.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.blazeOglory.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barbieblaze.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.barbieblaze.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8627939062133076332?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8627939062133076332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8627939062133076332&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8627939062133076332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8627939062133076332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/deegan.html' title='Deegan'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R6i1k0sj4PI/AAAAAAAAADA/Elw9fX0JlrY/s72-c/IMG_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-7500155117851005238</id><published>2008-02-04T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:38:30.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remedies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>AMAZINGLY SIMPLE HOME REMEDIES</title><content type='html'>1. Avoid cutting yourself when slicing vegetables by getting someone else to hold while you chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat by using the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For high blood pressure sufferers: simply cut yourself and bleed for a few minutes, thus reducing the pressure in your veins. Remember to use a timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A mouse trap, placed on top of your alarm clock, will prevent you from rolling over and going back to sleep after you hit the snooze button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives, then you will be afraid to cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You only need two tools in life - WD-40 and Duct Tape. If it doesn't move and should, use the WD-40. If it shouldn 't move and does, use the duct tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Daily Thought:** SOME PEOPLE ARE LIKE SLINKIES. THEY'RE NOT REALLY GOOD FOR ANYTHING BUT THEY BRING A SMILE TO YOUR FACE WHEN PUSHED DOWN THE STAIRS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-7500155117851005238?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7500155117851005238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=7500155117851005238&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7500155117851005238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/7500155117851005238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/amazingly-simple-home-remedies.html' title='AMAZINGLY SIMPLE HOME REMEDIES'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2651750092800762892</id><published>2008-02-04T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:11:59.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Time Saving Tips</title><content type='html'>This is a great article that Gretchen sent out so I thought I would share. It was found at &lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/familyandparenting/babyandpregnancy/articlebc.aspx?cp-documentid=6076769&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;http://lifestyle.msn.com/familyandparenting/babyandpregnancy/articlebc.aspx?cp-documentid=6076769&amp;amp;page=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our families are counting on us, too, which means more pressure to whip through all our duties, from grocery shopping to scrubbing bathtubs. "Moms are always on call," says Susan Newman, mother of five and author of “The Book of No: 250 Ways to Say It — and Mean It — and Stop People-Pleasing Forever.”&lt;br /&gt;"You're on call with your cell phone. You're on call with e-mail. You're on call 24 hours a day. You're on call when the baby wakes up in the middle of the night."&lt;br /&gt;When we add our regular on-call status to our already long to-do list, we're left exhausted, wishing we had more time just to be with our families instead of running errands. Sarah Merten says meal planning used to be her biggest "time suck."&lt;br /&gt;We were spending a lot of time at the grocery store and a lot of money because we weren't planning ahead," says the 32-year-old Portland, Oregon, mom of two boys. Last year she swapped her late-afternoon ritual of last-minute dinners and almost daily trips to the store for an organized system of meal planning on an electronic spreadsheet. Now she saves more than $100 a month on groceries by shopping once or twice a week, avoiding impulse buys, and, when she's in the produce aisles, choosing only in-season fruits and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;Mapping your menu on the computer may not appeal to everyone. But when it comes to shrinking the time it takes to do regular chores (and still do a bang-up job), anyone can appreciate having a few great tricks up her sleeve. Here are 50 ways to save time by doing things faster, so you can spend more time doing the things you really enjoy with your family.&lt;br /&gt;1. Assemble your children's outfits when you put clothes away in their drawers. Then you can quickly grab a full outfit without having to waste time scouring the drawers for a matching shirt and pair of pants.&lt;br /&gt;2. When you see a great toy on sale, buy several and sock them away for your child to give to friends at birthday parties throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;3. Give your grade-schooler a "homework box" with pencils, an eraser, a stapler, a calculator, and a ruler. Ask her to bring it to the table whenever it's time to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;4. Forget about addressing your party invitations by hand. Go to the United States Postal Service website to create party invitations that can be shipped to addresses you upload to the site. Or, have your own photo printed onto a postcard invitation at Snapfish and they'll stamp the cards and mail them for you. &lt;br /&gt;5. Stock your produce drawer or a lower shelf in your refrigerator with snacks like carrot sticks and apple slices that your kids can grab without your help. Set up a similar area in your pantry with baggies full of dried fruit or graham crackers.&lt;br /&gt;6. Skip ironing and get wrinkles out of a shirt or pair of trousers by putting them in the dryer for 15 minutes with a damp hand towel.&lt;br /&gt;7. Stop wasting time looking for things you use often, like scissors, reading glasses, or baby wipes. Stock up and keep duplicates in the rooms where you spend the most time.&lt;br /&gt;8. Designate 30 minutes after dinner for cleaning — and get everyone involved in folding laundry, doing dishes, and clearing away clutter.&lt;br /&gt;9. Store sets of sheets and pillowcases inside unfolded pillowcases to make bed changes fast and easy and minimize clutter in your linen closet.&lt;br /&gt;10. Program the phone numbers for your favorite take-out restaurants into your cell phone so you can call to pick up dinner on the way home and avoid paying for delivery.&lt;br /&gt;11. Create a file for coupons for your favorite restaurants and file them with take-out menus. Put the coupons that expire soonest at the front of the pack.&lt;br /&gt;12. Set up a box for bills that need to be paid and stock it with stamps and envelopes.&lt;br /&gt;13. Organize your favorite articles, parenting information, and recipes so you can find them more quickly. Place pages from online sites, magazines, and newspapers in page protectors and stash them in a three-ring binder.&lt;br /&gt;14. Store your child's outgrown clothes in large plastic bins and affix labels such as "0 to 3 months", "6 to 9 months", "9 to 12 months", and so on. Once your child has grown out of a size, you can easily store the clothes, loan them to a friend, or take them to a consignment shop.&lt;br /&gt;15. Set the table the night before and put items like bowls, utensils, cereal, fruit, toaster, and bread out to avoid a morning rush.&lt;br /&gt;16. Shop for holiday and birthday gifts year-round. Whenever you see a great gift for someone you love, buy it and set it aside for giving later.&lt;br /&gt;17. Start a monthly meal exchange program with five friends and neighbors. Once a month, cook enough for two dinners. Stash one in the freezer and take the other to meet up with the group and swap healthy, freezer-ready main dishes. Then go home with four other meals, and put them in the freezer alongside the extra one you made for your family. Suddenly you're stocked up with a variety of easy, homemade dinners.&lt;br /&gt;18. Limit personal e-mail and computer time to twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;19. Do all of your errands one day a week, working off a list and taking the most efficient route.&lt;br /&gt;20. Hire a babysitter for a couple of hours on the weekend so you can tackle household duties and errands without kids in tow.&lt;br /&gt;21. Chop all your vegetables, fruits, and herbs for the week's meals at one time so everything will be ready for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;22. Add important appointments and activities to a master calendar in your e-mail in-box and set up reminders for up to one week ahead. This calendar can be shared with family members via e-mail. (Google Calendar, a free Web-based system, even sends reminders to cell phones.)&lt;br /&gt;23. Sort belongings into clear, labeled bins that can be stacked and stowed so your child can easily find things like DVDs and toys without your help. Use brightly colored labels and picture labels for toddlers and preschoolers who can't read.&lt;br /&gt;24. Stop by the post office before 3 p.m. on weekdays, when the long lines usually begin to form, so you can get in and out more efficiently.&lt;br /&gt;25. Keep disinfecting and glass wipes in the bathroom for quick cleanups around toilets, sinks, and mirrors. You could even do a speedy wipe-down while you bathe the kids.&lt;br /&gt;26. Keep a phone book in your car to avoid unnecessary calls to 411 and to quickly look up addresses.&lt;br /&gt;27. Set up two folders related to your child's schoolwork — one for school notices and the other for schoolwork you want to keep.&lt;br /&gt;28. Skip folding laundry and instead hang up all clothing except for socks, underwear, linens, and towels.&lt;br /&gt;29. Grocery shop on the weekends or, if you don't want to waste precious weekend time, go to the store after the kids are in bed. You'll whiz through the store with much less frustration because you're not also feeling the pressure to get dinner on the table and everyone into bed on time.&lt;br /&gt;30. Choose meats or other proteins that can be used for several meals during a week. A store-bought rotisserie chicken can be shredded and used for several dishes, like chicken enchiladas, homemade chicken soup, and chicken salad. Slow-cooked pork tenderloin can double as barbecued pork sandwiches with just a bottle of barbecue sauce. Cooked beans can go in salad, tacos, and vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;31. Open mail with the trash can nearby so junk mail and catalogs can be thrown out immediately. Even better, sign up with a free service for reducing junk mail like the National Do Not Mail list.&lt;br /&gt;32. Keep cardboard boxes labeled "donate," "trash," or "consign" in the garage or storage closet to routinely rid your house of unused items and clutter.&lt;br /&gt;33. Save time and money on routine shopping trips by buying items like toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, light bulbs, and batteries in twos when they're on sale.&lt;br /&gt;34. Keep an overnight bag in your car with an extra outfit for each child, including diapers or underwear, nonperishable snacks, and toiletries. In the event of an emergency, messy meal, or whirlwind overnight trip, you're set&lt;br /&gt;35. Stock a binder or folder with a list of emergency contacts and household instructions for things like watering plants, pet care, and mail collection so you won't have to write everything out each time for a house sitter or babysitter.&lt;br /&gt;36. Designate a cabinet in your kitchen for medicine so you'll have easy access to everything from pain reliever to bandages when and where you need them. Make sure it's secured with a child-safe lock.&lt;br /&gt;37. Sort medicine into small, labeled storage bins — one bin for children's medications, one for adult cough and cold remedies, one for first-aid supplies, and so on, and keep them in the locked cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;38. Tape the dosage instructions for common medications like children's acetaminophen to the inside of your medicine cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;39. Splurge on a super fast-drying hair dryer and cut hair-drying time in half.&lt;br /&gt;40. Keep a pack of thank-you cards in the glove box of your car or in your daily planner so you can write notes while sitting in the car or waiting for a doctor to see you.&lt;br /&gt;41. Turn your hangers backward at the beginning of every season. Anything left hanging on a hanger that's still turned backward at the end of the season hasn't been worn — give it away!&lt;br /&gt;42. E-mail your thank-you notes instead of sending a card.43. Schedule your child's doctor's appointments for first thing in the morning when you're less likely to have a long wait.&lt;br /&gt;44. Get rid of one bag of clothes, toys, and books for every bag that comes into the house. It means less stuff to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;45. Write down or print out all-important phone numbers — for people like your child's doctor, the next-door neighbor, your veterinarian, and so on — and place the list in an inexpensive picture frame that you keep in your master bedroom or the kitchen. This way, you won't need to write out contact information for a sitter or grandparent — just point out the list, and they'll know who to call in case of emergency.&lt;br /&gt;46. Fill a basket with socks and keep it near the front door so kids can quickly grab a pair. Put the shoes they wear most often next to the basket.&lt;br /&gt;47. Order diapers and wipes online — no more lugging big boxes home from the store.&lt;br /&gt;48. Label shelves in the linen closet so family members know where items like beach towels and guest room sheets belong.&lt;br /&gt;49. Keep an assortment of greeting cards on hand, filed by occasion. You'll save time on trips to the store, and you can quickly take care of an unexpected birthday or send off a heartfelt condolence.&lt;br /&gt;50. Forget sorting laundry. Wash everything in cold water.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're armed with a fistful of tips. Still don't know where to start? First you need to decide which duties require your immediate attention and which you can do later.&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of weekly commitments and write down how much time each one takes, recommends Stacey Crew of Charleston, South Carolina, author of The Get Organized Guide for New Moms.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to include everything from scrubbing toilets to volunteering in your child's classroom. Once a list has been compiled, you'll be able to see what has to be done and what you can skip. This will be a good indication of whether you can handle additional obligations like pitching in with your child's preschool newsletter or helping a friend who asks for a favor.&lt;br /&gt;If you're on the fence, say no, Newman advises. You'll feel worse if you can't follow through, leading to stress and emotional exhaustion — something that could translate into how you interact with your kids.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to involve your kids in chores, too, Crew suggests. You may feel like you need to do it all, but you don't.&lt;br /&gt;"Kids want to learn," says Crew, a mom of two girls. "They want to help."&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, Newman says, it's more important to spend time with your family or on your own than to fixate on finishing chores. Put away your cell phone, log off the Internet, and focus on your kids. Once their bedtime rolls around, take 15 minutes to rejuvenate yourself by sipping on a cup of tea or going for a walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-2651750092800762892?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2651750092800762892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2651750092800762892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2651750092800762892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2651750092800762892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-saving-tips.html' title='Time Saving Tips'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-3452897008220880153</id><published>2008-02-04T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T10:11:08.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patriots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>What a game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Joy of Victory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ksl.com/emedia/slc/354/35448/3544858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Agony of Defeat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ksl.com/emedia/slc/354/35448/3544855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ksl.com/emedia/slc/354/35448/3544855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-3452897008220880153?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3452897008220880153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=3452897008220880153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3452897008220880153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3452897008220880153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-game.html' title='What a game!'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-6909067434335869504</id><published>2008-02-01T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:16:54.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem about President Hinckley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A friend of mine sent me this poem and I thought I would pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt; Prophetic Passing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine he's running to Marjorie now,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, running, not waving his cane.&lt;br /&gt;I see him embracing his father and mother&lt;br /&gt;While they keep repeating his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see him now meeting his forebears,&lt;br /&gt;Brother Brigham and Joseph are there.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet reunion of prophets, united by service&lt;br /&gt;That only such noble men share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see him embraced by the Savior&lt;br /&gt;While Father says, "Good and well done.&lt;br /&gt;So faithful in stalwart endurance, I welcome&lt;br /&gt;My noble, most excellent son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then hear the ripples of laughter&lt;br /&gt;As he says the reception's just fine,&lt;br /&gt;But he hopes that he'll get an assignment or two&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no need to waste any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear his clear voice in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;At the close of this sweet Sabbath day,&lt;br /&gt;Have faith and move forward - there's work to be done.&lt;br /&gt;President Hinckley would want it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna M. Molgard&lt;br /&gt;January 27, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-6909067434335869504?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6909067434335869504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=6909067434335869504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6909067434335869504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6909067434335869504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/poem-about-president-hinckley.html' title='Poem about President Hinckley'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1874416260868555330</id><published>2008-01-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:06:53.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Together Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ldsmag.com/photoessay/images/060331part1/Hinckley0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ldsmag.com/photoessay/images/060331part1/Hinckley0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ldsmag.com/photoessay/images/060331part3/Hinckley0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ldsmag.com/photoessay/images/060331part3/Hinckley0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We morn the passing of President Hinckley but smile at the thought of him in the arms of his beloved wife Marjorie again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just felt I needed to do a post about something so dear to my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1874416260868555330?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1874416260868555330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1874416260868555330&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1874416260868555330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1874416260868555330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-together-again.html' title='Back Together Again'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2198302264001303585</id><published>2008-01-25T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:41:12.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owen Looses Another Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qdUksj4MI/AAAAAAAAACo/S8T6KcrRe7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159609299879846082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qdUksj4MI/AAAAAAAAACo/S8T6KcrRe7Q/s400/IMG_0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qdVEsj4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/bKFQTkNmBN8/s1600-h/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159609308469780690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qdVEsj4NI/AAAAAAAAACw/bKFQTkNmBN8/s400/IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owen lost tooth number 6 last night. So he has a big hole in the front of his smile. On a happy note one of his previously lost teeth is starting to grow in (the one on the bottom). I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to wonder if he even has teeth inside there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159609321354682594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qdV0sj4OI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JR-eA8ra2R8/s400/IMG_0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hannah had to show her teeth also.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-2198302264001303585?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2198302264001303585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2198302264001303585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2198302264001303585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2198302264001303585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/owen-looses-another-tooth.html' title='Owen Looses Another Tooth'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qdUksj4MI/AAAAAAAAACo/S8T6KcrRe7Q/s72-c/IMG_0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-133525673652942662</id><published>2008-01-25T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:33:24.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brayden Kids'/><title type='text'>Brayden's Baptim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qbfksj4LI/AAAAAAAAACg/1UQJIHM9jxY/s1600-h/Brayden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159607289835151538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qbfksj4LI/AAAAAAAAACg/1UQJIHM9jxY/s400/Brayden.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brayden's Baptism will be March 1st at 3:00 P.M.  More information to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-133525673652942662?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/133525673652942662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=133525673652942662&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/133525673652942662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/133525673652942662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/braydens-baptim.html' title='Brayden&apos;s Baptim'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R5qbfksj4LI/AAAAAAAAACg/1UQJIHM9jxY/s72-c/Brayden.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4845054000077491142</id><published>2008-01-22T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:12:04.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story</title><content type='html'>The next time someone asks you a dumb question wouldn't you like to respond like this?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Athena the wonder dog, at Wal-Mart and was about to check out. A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. What did she think I had, an elephant? So since I'm retired, with little to do, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again although I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food had poisoned me. I told her oh no; I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish setter and a car hit us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAL-MART won't let me shop there anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4845054000077491142?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4845054000077491142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4845054000077491142&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4845054000077491142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4845054000077491142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/funny-story.html' title='Funny Story'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-6293696954558533512</id><published>2008-01-22T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:09:28.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>9 Steps for Parents</title><content type='html'>Here is a great article from &lt;a href="http://www.kidshealth.com/parent/positive/family/nine_steps.html"&gt;http://www.kidshealth.com/parent/positive/family/nine_steps.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising children is one of the toughest and most fulfilling jobs in the world - and the one for which you may feel the least prepared. Here are nine ways to tackle child-rearing responsibilities that can help you feel more fulfilled as a parent - and enjoy your child more, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;Nurture your child's self-esteem.Children start developing their sense of self as babies when they see themselves through their parents' eyes. Your tone of voice, your body language, and your every expression are absorbed by your child. Your words and actions as a parent affect your child's developing &lt;a href="http://www.kidshealth.com/parent/emotions/feelings/self_esteem.html"&gt;self-esteem&lt;/a&gt; more than anything else. Praising your child's accomplishments, however small, will make him or her feel proud; letting your child do things independently will make him or her feel capable and strong. By contrast, belittling comments or comparing your child unfavorably with another will make him or her feel worthless.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid making loaded statements or using words as weapons. Comments like "What a stupid thing to do!" or "You act more like a baby than your little brother!" cause damage just as physical blows do. Choose your words carefully and be compassionate. Let your child know that everyone makes mistakes and that you still love him or her, even when you don't love his or her behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;Catch your child being good.Have you ever stopped to think about how many times you react negatively to your child in a given day? You may find that you are criticizing far more than you are complimenting. How would you feel about a boss who treated you with that much negative guidance, even if it was well-intentioned?&lt;br /&gt;The more effective approach is to catch your child doing something right: "You made your bed without being asked - that's terrific!" or "I was watching you play with your sister and you were very patient." These statements will do more to encourage good behavior over the long run than repeated scoldings. Make a point of finding something to praise every day. Be generous with rewards - your love, hugs, and compliments can work wonders and are often reward enough. Soon you will find you are "growing" more of the behavior you would like to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;Set limits and be consistent with your discipline.Discipline is necessary in every household. The goal of discipline is to help children choose acceptable behaviors and learn self-control. Children may test the limits you establish for them, but they need those limits to grow into responsible adults. Establishing house rules will help children understand your expectations and develop self-control. Some house rules might include: no &lt;a href="http://www.kidshealth.com/parent/positive/family/tv_habits.html"&gt;TV&lt;/a&gt; until &lt;a href="http://www.kidshealth.com/parent/positive/family/homework.html"&gt;homework&lt;/a&gt; is done, and no hitting, name-calling, or hurtful teasing is allowed.&lt;br /&gt;You may want to have a system in place: one warning, followed by consequences such as a "time out" or loss of privileges. A common mistake parents make is failure to follow through with consequences when rules are broken. You can't discipline a child for talking back one day and ignore it the next. Being consistent teaches your child what you expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;Make time for your children.With so many demands on your time, it's often difficult for parents and children to get together for a family meal, let alone spend some quality time together. But there is probably nothing your child would like more. Get up 10 minutes earlier in the morning so you can eat breakfast with your child, or leave the dishes in the sink and take a walk after dinner. Children who are not getting the attention they want from their parents often act out or misbehave because they are assured of being noticed that way.&lt;br /&gt;Many parents find it mutually rewarding to have prescheduled time with their child on a regular basis. Create a "special night" each week to be together and let him or her help decide how you will spend your time. Look for other ways to connect with your child - put a note or something special in his or her lunchbox.&lt;br /&gt;Adolescents seem to need less undivided attention from their parents than younger children. Because there are fewer windows of opportunity for parents and teens to get together, parents should do their best to be available when their teen does express a desire to talk or participate in family activities. Attending concerts, games, and other events with your teen communicates caring and lets you get to know about your child and his or her friends in important ways.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel guilty if you're a working parent. It is the many little things you do with your child - making popcorn, playing cards, window shopping - that he or she will remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;Be a good role model.Young children learn a great deal about how to act by watching you. The younger they are, the more cues they take from you. Before you lash out or blow your top in front of your child, think about this: is that how you want your child to behave when he or she is angry? Be constantly aware that you are being observed by your children. Studies have shown that children who hit usually have a role model for aggression at home.&lt;br /&gt;Model the traits you wish to cultivate in your child: respect, friendliness, honesty, kindness, tolerance. Exhibit unselfish behavior. Do things for other people without expecting a reward. Express thanks and offer compliments. Above all, treat your children the way you expect other people to treat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;Make communication a priority.You can't expect children to do everything simply because you, as a parent, "say so." Children want and deserve explanations as much as adults do. If we don't take time to explain, children will begin to wonder about our values and motives and whether they have any basis. Parents who reason with their children allow them to understand and learn in a nonjudgmental way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;Make your expectations clear. If there is a problem, describe it to your child, express your feelings about it, and invite your child to work on a solution with you. Be sure to include consequences. Make suggestions and offer choices. Be open to your child's suggestions as well. Negotiate. Children who participate in decisions are more motivated to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;Be flexible and willing to adjust your parenting style.If you frequently feel "let down" by your child's behavior, it may be because you have unrealistic expectations. Parents who think in "shoulds" (for example, "He or she should be potty-trained by now") may find it helpful to do more reading on the matter or to talk to other parents or child development specialists.&lt;br /&gt;Your child's environment has an impact on his or her behavior, so you may be able to modify that behavior by changing the environment. If you find yourself constantly saying "no" to your 2-year-old, look for ways to restructure his or her surroundings so that fewer things are off-limits. This will cause less frustration for both of you.&lt;br /&gt;As your child changes, you will gradually have to change your parenting style. Chances are, what works with your child now won't work as well in a year or two.&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers tend to look less to their parents and more to their peers for role models. But continue to provide guidance, encouragement, and appropriate discipline while allowing your teen to earn more independence. And seize every available moment to make a connection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;Show that your love is unconditional.As a parent, you are responsible for correcting and guiding your child. But how you express your corrective guidance makes all the difference in how your child receives it. When you have to confront your child, avoid blaming, criticizing, or fault-finding, which undermine self-esteem and can lead to resentment. Instead, strive to nurture and encourage, even when you are disciplining your child. Make sure he or she knows that although you want and expect better next time, your love is there no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;Be aware of your own needs and limitations as a parent.Face it - you are an imperfect parent. You have strengths and weaknesses as a family leader. Recognize your abilities - "I am loving and dedicated." Vow to work on your weaknesses - "I need to be more consistent with discipline." Try to have realistic expectations for yourself, your spouse, and your children. You don't have to have all the answers - be forgiving of yourself. And try to make parenting a manageable job. Focus on the areas that need the most attention rather than trying to address everything all at once. Admit it when you're burned out. Take time out from parenting to do things that will make you happy as a person (or as a couple). Focusing on your needs does not make you selfish. It simply means you care about your own well-being, which is another important value to model for your children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-6293696954558533512?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6293696954558533512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=6293696954558533512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6293696954558533512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/6293696954558533512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/9-steps-for-parents.html' title='9 Steps for Parents'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-3044039760520854150</id><published>2008-01-12T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:53:36.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Man</title><content type='html'>The Kids made this cute little snowman all by themselves.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mY0EPK8BI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VZTiqplA-Kc/s1600-h/IMG_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154819268760236050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mY0EPK8BI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VZTiqplA-Kc/s400/IMG_0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mY00PK8CI/AAAAAAAAACY/rD9nbfMzDQs/s1600-h/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154819281645137954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mY00PK8CI/AAAAAAAAACY/rD9nbfMzDQs/s400/IMG_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-3044039760520854150?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3044039760520854150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=3044039760520854150&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3044039760520854150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/3044039760520854150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-man.html' title='Snow Man'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mY0EPK8BI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VZTiqplA-Kc/s72-c/IMG_0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-5408518166142646235</id><published>2008-01-12T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:45:48.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW6UPK78I/AAAAAAAAABo/x2rYsrB53h0/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154817177111162818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW6UPK78I/AAAAAAAAABo/x2rYsrB53h0/s400/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW60PK79I/AAAAAAAAABw/pW8QbZB7wRY/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154817185701097426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW60PK79I/AAAAAAAAABw/pW8QbZB7wRY/s400/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW7kPK7-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5puBS0ISjP8/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154817198585999330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW7kPK7-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5puBS0ISjP8/s400/IMG_0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW8EPK7_I/AAAAAAAAACA/vbidj8-yQY8/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154817207175933938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW8EPK7_I/AAAAAAAAACA/vbidj8-yQY8/s400/IMG_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW80PK8AI/AAAAAAAAACI/K_KGLTdrcZs/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154817220060835842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW80PK8AI/AAAAAAAAACI/K_KGLTdrcZs/s400/IMG_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids looked so cute in their new church clothes that I had to take some pictures and share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-5408518166142646235?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5408518166142646235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=5408518166142646235&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5408518166142646235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/5408518166142646235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/cute-kids.html' title='Cute Kids'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R4mW6UPK78I/AAAAAAAAABo/x2rYsrB53h0/s72-c/IMG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4700360426405625155</id><published>2008-01-04T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:08:32.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon</title><content type='html'>We had a great time at the marathon in Texas.   If you want to see some pictures of the race you can go to my sisters blog since my camera stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leblancfamilynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.leblancfamilynews.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4700360426405625155?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4700360426405625155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4700360426405625155&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4700360426405625155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4700360426405625155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/marathon.html' title='Marathon'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-4406775888115676961</id><published>2008-01-04T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:05:06.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BiUPK73I/AAAAAAAAABA/D1c0qaE82AA/s1600-h/20080104_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838187794657138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BiUPK73I/AAAAAAAAABA/D1c0qaE82AA/s320/20080104_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BjEPK74I/AAAAAAAAABI/3qz2MdtCtKQ/s1600-h/20080104_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838200679559042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BjEPK74I/AAAAAAAAABI/3qz2MdtCtKQ/s320/20080104_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BjUPK75I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ugw99Zsc39s/s1600-h/20080104_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838204974526354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BjUPK75I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ugw99Zsc39s/s320/20080104_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BjkPK76I/AAAAAAAAABY/uoslyGJLY4g/s1600-h/20080104_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838209269493666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BjkPK76I/AAAAAAAAABY/uoslyGJLY4g/s320/20080104_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BkEPK77I/AAAAAAAAABg/ewoNhRD0Upk/s1600-h/20080104_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838217859428274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BkEPK77I/AAAAAAAAABg/ewoNhRD0Upk/s320/20080104_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A0EPK7yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/e8TJWGjfwjA/s1600-h/20080104_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151837393225707298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A0EPK7yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/e8TJWGjfwjA/s320/20080104_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151837414700543810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A1UPK70I/AAAAAAAAAAo/CX56Z3LgDHs/s320/20080104_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A00PK7zI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8ZtZiDifaDQ/s1600-h/20080104_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151837406110609202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A00PK7zI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8ZtZiDifaDQ/s320/20080104_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A1kPK71I/AAAAAAAAAAw/5i_Vw8SWzmo/s1600-h/20080104_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151837418995511122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A1kPK71I/AAAAAAAAAAw/5i_Vw8SWzmo/s320/20080104_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A10PK72I/AAAAAAAAAA4/R9alVTfmpFg/s1600-h/20080104_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151837423290478434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38A10PK72I/AAAAAAAAAA4/R9alVTfmpFg/s320/20080104_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made cupcakes today here are some pics. (We got a new camera and had to try it out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-4406775888115676961?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4406775888115676961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=4406775888115676961&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4406775888115676961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/4406775888115676961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R38BiUPK73I/AAAAAAAAABA/D1c0qaE82AA/s72-c/20080104_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2323695611387483887</id><published>2007-12-22T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T15:58:54.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannnah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7c785ee1b590f0c6" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7c785ee1b590f0c6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2323695611387483887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2323695611387483887&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2323695611387483887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2323695611387483887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/hannnah.html' title='Hannnah'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-8789537772616922936</id><published>2007-12-19T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:07:26.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Geographic</title><content type='html'>Here is a site with a lot of fun activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/kids/activities/"&gt;http://www.nationalgeographic.com/kids/activities/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-8789537772616922936?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8789537772616922936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=8789537772616922936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8789537772616922936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/8789537772616922936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/national-geographic.html' title='National Geographic'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-1994830104306945703</id><published>2007-12-19T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:05:10.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun activities for kids</title><content type='html'>This is a fun page for a little bit older kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papertoys.com/"&gt;http://www.papertoys.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger kids like it with a lot of help from mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-1994830104306945703?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1994830104306945703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=1994830104306945703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1994830104306945703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/1994830104306945703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/fun-activities-for-kids.html' title='Fun activities for kids'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-2386190127545808540</id><published>2007-12-06T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:26:50.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Parenting</title><content type='html'>More good information from &lt;a href="http://www.positiveparenting.com/"&gt;www.positiveparenting.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Keys to Successful Parenting&lt;br /&gt;It is important that we discipline in a way that teaches responsibility by motivating our children internally, to build their self-esteem and make them feel loved. If our children are disciplined in this respect, they will not have a need to turn to gangs, drugs, or sex to feel powerful or belong.&lt;br /&gt;The following ten keys will help parents use methods that have been proven to provide children with a sense of well-being and security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Use Genuine Encounter Moments (GEMS)&lt;br /&gt;Your child's self-esteem is greatly influenced by the quality of time you spend with him-not the amount of time that you spend. With our busy lives, we are often thinking about the next thing that we have to do, instead of putting 100% focused attention on what our child is saying to us. We often pretend to listen or ignore our child's attempts to communicate with us. If we don't give our child GEMS throughout the day, he will often start to misbehave. Negative attention in a child's mind is better than being ignored.&lt;br /&gt;It is also important to recognize that feelings are neither right nor wrong. They just are. So when your child says to you, "Mommy, you never spend time with me" (even though you just played with her) she is expressing what she feels. It is best at these times just to validate her feelings by saying, "Yeah, I bet it does feel like a long time since we spent time together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Use Action, Not Words&lt;br /&gt;Statistics say that we give our children over 2000 compliance requests a day! No wonder our children become "parent deaf!" Instead of nagging or yelling, ask yourself, "What action could I take?" For example, if you have nagged your child about unrolling his socks when he takes them off, then only wash socks that are unrolled. Action speaks louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Give Children Appropriate Ways to Feel Powerful&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, they will find inappropriate ways to feel their power. Ways to help them feel powerful and valuable are to ask their advice, give them choices, let them help you balance your check book, cook all our part of a meal, or help you shop. A two-year-old can wash plastic dishes, wash vegetables, or put silverware away. Often we do the job for them because we can do it with less hassle, but the result is they feel unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Use Natural Consequences&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself what would happen if I didn't interfere in this situation? If we interfere when we don't need to, we rob children of the chance to learn from the consequences of their actions. By allowing consequences to do the talking, we avoid disturbing our relationships by nagging or reminding too much. For example, if your child forgets her lunch, you don't bring it to her. Allow her to find a solution and learn the importance of remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Use Logical Consequences&lt;br /&gt;Often the consequences are too far in the future to practically use a natural consequence. When that is the case, logical consequences are effective. A consequence for the child must be logically related to the behavior in order for it to work. For example, if your child forgets to return his video and you ground him for a week, that punishment will only create resentment within your child. However, if you return the video for him and either deduct the amount from his allowance or allow him to work off the money owed, then your child can see the logic to your discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - Withdraw from Conflict&lt;br /&gt;If your child is testing you through a temper tantrum, or being angry or speaking disrespectfully to you, it is best if you leave the room or tell the child you will be in the next room if he wants to "Try again." Do not leave in anger or defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - Seperate the Deed from the Doer&lt;br /&gt;Never tell a child that he is bad. That tears at his self-esteem. Help your child recognize that it isn't that you don't like him, but it is his behavior that you are unwilling to tolerate. In order for a child to have healthy self-esteem, he must know that he is loved unconditionally no matter what he does. Do not motivate your child by withdrawing your love from him. When in doubt, ask yourself, did my discipline build my child's self-esteem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - Be Kind and Firm at the Same Time&lt;br /&gt;Suppose you have told your five-year-old child that if she isn't dressed by the time the timer goes off, you will pick her up and take her to the car. She has been told she can either get dressed either in the car or at school. Make sure that you are loving when you pick her up, yet firm by picking her up as soon as the timer goes off without any more nagging. If in doubt, ask yourself, did I motivate through love or fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - Parent with the End in Mind&lt;br /&gt;Most of us parent with the mindset to get the situation under control as soon as possible. We are looking for the expedient solution. This often results in children who feel overpowered. But if we parent in a way that keeps in mind how we want our child to be as an adult, we will be more thoughtful in the way we parent. For example, if we spank our child, he will learn to use acts of aggression to get what he wants when he grows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - Be Consistent, Follow Through&lt;br /&gt;If you have made an agreement that your child cannot buy candy when she gets to the store, do not give in to her pleas, tears, demands or pouting. Your child will learn to respect you more if you mean what you say.&lt;br /&gt;This document is produced by the International Network for Children and Families and the 350 instructors of the "Redirecting Children's Behavior" course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-2386190127545808540?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2386190127545808540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=2386190127545808540&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2386190127545808540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/2386190127545808540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/successful-parenting.html' title='Successful Parenting'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869089838199495727.post-352472906921565780</id><published>2007-12-06T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:32:44.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to not spank</title><content type='html'>The following is from &lt;a href="http://www.positiveparenting.com/"&gt;http://www.positiveparenting.com/&lt;/a&gt; I thought it was a good article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature Article: 9 Things to do Instead of Spanking&lt;br /&gt;9 Things to do Instead of Spanking- by Kathryn Kvols&lt;br /&gt;Research confirms what many parents instinctively feel when they don’t like to spank their child, but they don’t know what else to do. The latest research from Dr. Murray Strauss at the Family Research Laboratory affirms that spanking teaches children to use acts of aggression and violence to solve their problems. It only teaches and perpetuates more violence, the very thing our society is so concerned about. This research further shows that children who have been spanked are more prone to low self-esteem, depression and accept lower paying jobs as adults. So, what do you do instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Get Calm&lt;br /&gt;First, if you feel angry and out of control and you want to spank or slap your child, leave the situation if you can. Calm down and get quiet. In that quiet time you will often find an alternative or solution to the problem. Sometimes parents lose it because they are under a lot of stress. Dinner is boiling over, the kids are fighting, the phone is ringing and your child drops the can of peas and you lose it. If you can’t leave the situation, then mentally step back and count to ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Take Time for Yourself&lt;br /&gt;Parents are more prone to use spanking when they haven’t had any time to themselves and they feel depleted and hurried. So, it is important for parents to take some time for themselves to exercise, read, take a walk or pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Be Kind but Firm&lt;br /&gt;Another frustrating situation where parents tend to spank is when your child hasn’t listened to your repeated requests to behave. Finally, you spank to get your child to act appropriately. Another solution in these situations is to get down on your child’s level, make eye contact, touch him gently and tell him, in a short, kind but firm phrase, what it is you want him to do. For example, “I want you to play quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Give Choices&lt;br /&gt;Giving your child a choice is an effective alternative to spanking. If she is playing with her food at the table ask, Would you like to stop playing with your food or would you like to leave the table?” If the child continues to play with her food, you use kind but firm action by helping her down from the table. Then tell her that she can return to the table when she is ready to eat her food without playing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Use Logical Consequences&lt;br /&gt;Consequences that are logically related to the behavior help teach children responsibility. For example, your child breaks a neighbor’s window and you punish him by spanking him. What does he learn about the situation? He may learn to never do that again, but he also learns that he needs to hide his mistakes, blame it on someone else, lie, or simply not get caught. He may decide that he is bad or feel anger and revenge toward the parent who spanked him. When you spank a child, he may behave because he is afraid to get hit again. However, do you want your child to behave because he is afraid of you or because he respects you?&lt;br /&gt;Compare that situation to a child who breaks a neighbor’s window and his parent says, “I see you’ve broken the window, what will you do to repair it?” using a kind but firm tone of voice. The child decides to mow the neighbor’s lawn and wash his car several times to repay the cost of breaking the window. What does the child learn in this situation? That mistakes are an inevitable part of life and it isn’t so important that he made the mistake but that he takes responsibilty to repair the mistake. The focus is taken off the mistake and put on taking responsibility for repairing it. The child feels no anger or revenge toward his parent. And most importantly the child’s self-esteem is not damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - Do Make Ups&lt;br /&gt;When children break agreements, parents tend to want to punish them An alternative is to have your child do a make-up. A make-up is something that people do to put themselves back into integrity with the person they broke the agreement with. For example, several boys were at a sleep-over at Larry’s home. His father requested that they not leave the house after midnight. The boys broke their agreement. The father was angry and punished them by telling them they couldn’t have a sleep-over for two months. Larry and his friends became angry, sullen and uncooperative as a result of the punishment. The father realized what he had done. He apologized for punishing them and told them how betrayed he felt and discussed the importance of keeping their word. He then asked the boys for a make-up. They decided to cut the lumber that the father needed to have cut in their backyard. The boys became excited and enthusiastic about the project and later kept their word on future sleep-overs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - Withdraw from Conflict&lt;br /&gt;Children who sass back at parents may provoke a parent to slap. In this situation, it is best if you withdraw from the situation immediately. Do not leave the room in anger or defeat. Calmly say, “I’ll be in the next room when you want to talk more respectfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - Use kind but firm action&lt;br /&gt;Instead of smacking an infant’s hand or bottom when she touches something she isn’t supposed to, kindly but firmly pick her up and take her to the next room. Offer her a toy or another item to distract her and say, “You can try again later.” You may have to take her out several times if she is persistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - Inform Children Ahead of Time&lt;br /&gt;A child’s temper tantrum can easily set a parent off. Children frequently throw tantrums when they feel uninformed or powerless in a situation. Instead of telling your child he has to leave his friend’s house at a moment’s notice, tell him that you will be leaving in five minutes. This allows the child to complete what he was in the process of doing.&lt;br /&gt;Aggression is an obvious form of perpetuating violence in society. A more subtle form of this is spanking because it takes it’s toll on a child’s self-esteem, dampening his enthusiasm and causing him to be rebellious and uncooperative. Consider for a moment the vision of a family that knows how to win cooperation and creatively solve their problems without using force or violence. The alternatives are limitless and the results are calmer parents who feel more supported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article Copyright © 1995 INCAF&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Kvols is the president of the International Network for Children and Families and the author of &lt;a href="http://positiveparenting.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;amp;Store_Code=PPBS&amp;amp;Product_Code=c1p1&amp;amp;Category_Code=01"&gt;Redirecting Children’s Behavior&lt;/a&gt;. She is also a national speaker and workshop leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869089838199495727-352472906921565780?l=blazeofmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/feeds/352472906921565780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869089838199495727&amp;postID=352472906921565780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/352472906921565780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869089838199495727/posts/default/352472906921565780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazeofmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/ways-to-not-spank.html' title='Ways to not spank'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14005663285045023351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MnUO2_dSn28/R1mJeJbyIdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6oX5Kfdekc8/S220/Butte5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
