<?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-3757689390761277333</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:41:39.577-04:00</updated><category term='Humor'/><category term='Home Teams'/><category term='church'/><category term='personal'/><category term='Dyson'/><category term='I hate labels'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>My Own Bandwagon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2544823186147042191</id><published>2008-01-08T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:21:08.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am moving!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://leighann24.wordpress.com/"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2544823186147042191?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2544823186147042191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2544823186147042191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2544823186147042191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2544823186147042191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-moving.html' title='I am moving!!!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5966758206263477621</id><published>2008-01-07T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:54:48.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Going to Kill Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Saturday Night I was really sad about Brewer.  I even posted about it.   I went to bed praying asking God to help me find him.....especially if he wasn't in a good home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church I took a nap.   When I woke up, I went straight to Craigslist and looked under pets.  10 min. before, someone posted an 11 month old male Weimaraner.  I immediately called and talked to the lady for 20 min. or so.  I ended up going over to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better than Brewer(bless his heart).  This dog is quiet and trained.  Loves to play ball.  Stays off the furniture.  Best of all, sleeps through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife has an autistic son and Enzo was becoming to much for them to care for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaelyn had a ball and made friends with their son Ben.  She keeps asking when she can go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even came home with a huge TV that was by the trash by their house in Winter Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my Mario Playing addiction...I am trying to win Mom  of the Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is going to kill me.  She said never get a dog again.  So,  if you read this and you are in contact with her.......let me tell her first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes I am crazy.  But ya'll love me anyways!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5966758206263477621?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5966758206263477621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5966758206263477621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5966758206263477621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5966758206263477621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2008/01/your-going-to-kill-me.html' title='Your Going to Kill Me'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2784262606635081655</id><published>2008-01-07T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:46:07.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was nervous about my first Sunday at C3  in the theaters......but the minute I hit the parking lot, I knew we were home.  I was reassured again when I walked in the door.  Even though I do not like my C3 kids color shirt, it was so cool to see almost everyone with some sort of a C3 volunteer shirt on.  No one would be able to mistake a member!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was greeted with smiles, hugs , and handshakes.  Well maybe not to many hugs....every since my hug blog.  It is alright, HUG me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power House was amazing.  The sound was great.  I am amazed by Kayleigh every Sunday.  She is a natural.  I wish I had her talent.  I would be a blubbering fool up there.  My talent is being sarcastic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship was next.  I was blown away!  I think that is the only way I can describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was seeing old friends back.  Knowing they were home again too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the theater is going to old us for too long, but I know God is already working on our next move!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2784262606635081655?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2784262606635081655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2784262606635081655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2784262606635081655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2784262606635081655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2008/01/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5991343135366008943</id><published>2008-01-06T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:28.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brewer Blue's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R4Br8LEFjII/AAAAAAAAATI/dyq5vXjidVA/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R4Br8LEFjII/AAAAAAAAATI/dyq5vXjidVA/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152236655218101378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have really been missing Brewer these past few days.  I think it is because he was so loyal to me.  I have actually been on the Internet searching for him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny how you forget the sleepless nights.  The destruction a puppy can do.  Heath and Kaelyn screaming every time Brewer aggravated them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hard choice.  The kids seemed annoyed.  Jeff didn't want to help with him, which he made very clear from the beginning.  Nobody in the family seemed to like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken him to training and had him neutered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistake being I should have made this a family decision, rather than a Leigh Ann decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do this a lot........gets me into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I lay awake at 1 am in the morning, thinking about my dog.....I write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to volunteer at a shelter and get over this.  I think it is a maternal instinct and because I do not want another baby.....I fall for puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is I never kept a dog growing up.  Both dogs were given away before they were 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must try to sleep now......busy day in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5991343135366008943?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5991343135366008943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5991343135366008943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5991343135366008943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5991343135366008943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2008/01/brewer-blues.html' title='Brewer Blue&apos;s'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R4Br8LEFjII/AAAAAAAAATI/dyq5vXjidVA/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-655139427037943814</id><published>2008-01-04T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T10:16:50.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I went outside last night looking for snow.  I was convinced that the little tiny sprinkles that were barely falling.....was snow flurries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I got a kick  out of the ice outside.  One of the buckets had a whole frozen layer.  I also almost fell on the wood ramp, trying to close the door to the shed.  I love it.   I would like about a week of this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered I can eat a whole jar of pickles.  I think it is the vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do wordpress, but what does it mean by using a server?  Do you have have to pay?  I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've needed to do laundry for 3 days now, yet I sit on the couch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of my favorite songs, by &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBEYyHGbwto&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want, but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home,&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones,&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-655139427037943814?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/655139427037943814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=655139427037943814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/655139427037943814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/655139427037943814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow.html' title='Snow?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1103790802710984560</id><published>2008-01-01T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T16:23:40.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Wow, I think I must blog a little more.  Just got back from Tennessee.  Went to the game.  Went to Graceland. Saw Sun Studios!  Went to Mississippi to Tunica.  My Dad was in a Poker Tournament.  Also had some of the best ribs ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to reality.  I think I spent Christmas in an out of body experience.  Does that make sense?  Probably not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Years Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1) Finish Reading the Old Testament&lt;br /&gt;2) Change to Wordpress&lt;br /&gt;3) Beat Mario Galaxy (how deep)&lt;br /&gt;4) Lose 20 pounds&lt;br /&gt;5) Run at least two 5k's this year.&lt;br /&gt;6) Stop shopping at Target&lt;br /&gt;7) Clean up the laundry room and garage&lt;br /&gt;8) Finish painting the house&lt;br /&gt;9) Make a new friend&lt;br /&gt;10) Have another Baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Kidding about that last one.  Just the opposite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1103790802710984560?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1103790802710984560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1103790802710984560' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1103790802710984560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1103790802710984560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-years-day.html' title='Happy New Year&apos;s Day'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-3932317355056548198</id><published>2007-12-28T17:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:30.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Christmas Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V8SLEFjHI/AAAAAAAAATA/t9xrW12jPcA/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V8SLEFjHI/AAAAAAAAATA/t9xrW12jPcA/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149158400617450610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V8DbEFjGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/372Ay_DImec/s1600-h/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V8DbEFjGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/372Ay_DImec/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149158147214380130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V727EFjFI/AAAAAAAAASw/lAbSVya8ZtI/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V727EFjFI/AAAAAAAAASw/lAbSVya8ZtI/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149157932466015314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V7mrEFjEI/AAAAAAAAASo/jXE0DI1YKGw/s1600-h/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V7mrEFjEI/AAAAAAAAASo/jXE0DI1YKGw/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149157653293141058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V7YLEFjDI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZcCrJwBL5uY/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V7YLEFjDI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZcCrJwBL5uY/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149157404185037874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V7HrEFjCI/AAAAAAAAASY/O_E3D54dyB0/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V7HrEFjCI/AAAAAAAAASY/O_E3D54dyB0/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149157120717196322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V63LEFjBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/K1Fjoby2Ius/s1600-h/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V63LEFjBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/K1Fjoby2Ius/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149156837249354770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V6mbEFjAI/AAAAAAAAASI/nSka-NHQ2nQ/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V6mbEFjAI/AAAAAAAAASI/nSka-NHQ2nQ/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149156549486545922" 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/3757689390761277333-3932317355056548198?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/3932317355056548198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=3932317355056548198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3932317355056548198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3932317355056548198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/random-christmas-pics.html' title='Random Christmas Pics'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R3V8SLEFjHI/AAAAAAAAATA/t9xrW12jPcA/s72-c/DSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-53453420039170592</id><published>2007-12-28T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:31:36.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go UCF</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://ucfathletics.cstv.com/sports/m-footbl/ucf-m-footbl-body.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.libertybowl.org/Images/UCF.jpg" border="0" height="100" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.libertybowl.org/Images/spacer15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;    VS    &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.libertybowl.org/Images/spacer15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mstateathletics.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.libertybowl.org/Images/MissState.jpg" border="0" height="103" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for me on TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-53453420039170592?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/53453420039170592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=53453420039170592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/53453420039170592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/53453420039170592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/go-ucf.html' title='Go UCF'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-9209537560212978407</id><published>2007-12-26T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:17:17.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirwind Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I cannot believe that it is all done and over.  I could probably sleep a few more hours.....maybe a nap today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to ICE at Gaylord Palms all day Sat.  I took Kaelyn ice skating.  About broke my back.  By the time we left, it was a 2-2 1/2 hour wait to go in.  Not worth that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve, my family came over for dinner.  We played TV Scene it? Hung out and had a good time.  My grandmother and her husband spent the night, my mom and I slept in the guest bed, and Jeff slept on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up and watched the kids open their presents.  Kaelyn was so excited she got her Dora scooter.  Heath got a basket ball hoop.  The present were opened and everywhere in 30 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff got a Wii.  It is fun to watch him play baseball.  He yells at it and moves like a maniac.  He got so hot, he had to take his shirt off.  This Wii seems like to much exercise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Melbourne and filled the car with presents from  my in-laws.    Played with the cousins for a  few hours, then drove back to Orlando.  We stopped at my sisters for an hour and had prime rib.....YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am left with a mess, that will take me a good day to clean.  Glad I got rid of some toys before Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for family and friends this holiday season.  I love you all and look forward to 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-Thanks Amanda for the robe, I have been snuggling with it on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-9209537560212978407?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/9209537560212978407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=9209537560212978407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9209537560212978407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9209537560212978407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/whirwind-week.html' title='Whirwind Week'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5181483333148068611</id><published>2007-12-20T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:30.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R2rCgrEFi_I/AAAAAAAAARo/iUpv8k4XJ-A/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R2rCgrEFi_I/AAAAAAAAARo/iUpv8k4XJ-A/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146139390795680754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R2rB-LEFi9I/AAAAAAAAARY/cXC0195RtII/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R2rB-LEFi9I/AAAAAAAAARY/cXC0195RtII/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146138798090193874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R2rBwbEFi8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/0D_SIduBzgw/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R2rBwbEFi8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/0D_SIduBzgw/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146138561866992578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to be seriously blogging this holiday season, but I will post pics of what I am up to!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we spent the day at Epcot!  Got to hear Kirk Cameron tell the Christmas Story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5181483333148068611?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5181483333148068611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5181483333148068611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5181483333148068611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5181483333148068611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R2rCgrEFi_I/AAAAAAAAARo/iUpv8k4XJ-A/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-464822649269507217</id><published>2007-12-15T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T08:44:57.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could.......</title><content type='html'>connect Blogger to my brain, you would be entertained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could remember what I was going to blog about, so I'll bullet a few thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw on TV where the church in Lady Lake is breaking ground.  A member talked about how it ended up being a positive thing, because they were able to spread out in the community and interact with the community.  It forced them to go outside their church walls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This makes me think of the security I held on to at Parkway.  I was comfortable.  Bring them to me.  Maybe I'll do visitation.  Trust me, most strangers hate it!  I hated it when I was in Sarasota.  I need to know you a little better before I let you in my house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love C3 and the fact that we are community focused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much wasted energy on programs at church that are self rewarding.   I promise  you, no one met Christ the night of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Handbell&lt;/span&gt; Concert!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wonder if I carry around the Jesus doll, if I would be less likely to sin.  Imagine sitting Jesus down next to you, while you surf the Internet for Porn.  You would think twice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to see ICE at Gaylord Palms, can't wait to ice skate!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a family party tonight, so I must go get ready....lots to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-464822649269507217?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/464822649269507217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=464822649269507217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/464822649269507217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/464822649269507217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-i-could.html' title='If I Could.......'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6534673819889700379</id><published>2007-12-12T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:55:15.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinky Snakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jeff saw a snake go in our hallway closet.  After 20 min. of debate on how to get rid of it, he finally killed it with the BB gun.  I feel violated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6534673819889700379?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6534673819889700379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6534673819889700379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6534673819889700379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6534673819889700379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/stinky-snakes.html' title='Stinky Snakes'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8687946383143581120</id><published>2007-12-12T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:56:54.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts?</title><content type='html'>On talking&lt;a href="http://store.messengersoffaith.net/meoffado.html"&gt; Jesus&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="dtabPopupHeader" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td align="left"&gt;Talking Jesus Messenger of Faith&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;center&gt; &lt;table id="dtabPopupContent" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;              &lt;script type="text/javaScript"&gt;    var tabArray = new Array({name:'features', offImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/features_tab._V45713512_.gif', onImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/features_tab_over._V45713821_.gif', offTitle:'Item features', onTitle:'Item features selected', enableMoreInfoLink:'false'}, {name:'description', offImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/description_tab._V45714224_.gif', onImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/description_tab_over._V45713499_.gif', offTitle:'Item description', onTitle:'Item description selected', enableMoreInfoLink:'false'}, {name:'additionalInfo', offImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/addinfo_tab._V45715039_.gif', onImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/addinfo_tab_over._V45714323_.gif', offTitle:'Additional item info', onTitle:'Additional item info selected', enableMoreInfoLink:'false'}, {name:'shippingInfo', offImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/shipinfo_tab._V45714965_.gif', onImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/shipinfo_tab_over._V45714181_.gif', offTitle:'Item shipping info', onTitle:'Item shipping info selected', enableMoreInfoLink:'false'}, {name:'additionalImages', offImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/additional_images_tab._V45725155_.gif', onImg:'http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/add_images_tab_over._V45725012_.gif', offTitle:'Additional item images', onTitle:'Additional item images selected', enableMoreInfoLink:'false'});    var tabUrl = "/gp/detail-tab-popup.html/ref=in_de_detail-item-tab-struct/602-4319917-4264635?ie=UTF8&amp;parentStoreItem=0&amp;asin=B000U68ZD8";  &lt;/script&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td id="dtabs" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td id="dtabcontainer"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div class="dtabcontent" id="div_features" style="height: 390px; display: none;"&gt; • This colorful and richly detailed talking figure brings the New Testament to life with a Jesus character that kids can play with and move&lt;br /&gt;• God’s only son, Jesus helped people by teaching them God’s lessons, healing them and performing miracles&lt;br /&gt;• The Biblical character comes with a vibrant mini storybook that kids may follow and use to recreate the tales&lt;br /&gt;• A delightful "action figure" and fully interactive way for children to learn and participate in religious education&lt;br /&gt;• For ages 3 yrs. and up&lt;br /&gt;• Batteries Included        &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="dtabcontent" id="div_description" style="height: 390px; display: none;"&gt;        See Features and Additional Info for more details.        &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="dtabcontent" id="div_additionalInfo" style="height: 390px; display: none;"&gt;        •  &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Returning-Store-Purchases-Help/b/ref=br_bx_3/602-4319917-4264635?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=13685491" target="_new"&gt;You may return this item to any Target store.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•  Catalog # : 10652592  ASIN: B000U68ZD8 DPCI: 242-06-2345&lt;br /&gt;•  Item can be gift wrapped.&lt;br /&gt;•  Imported        &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="dtabcontent" id="div_shippingInfo" style="height: 390px; display: none;"&gt;        •  &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/b/ref=sc_pd_hol_ship_t/602-4319917-4264635?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=3003591" onclick="return openHolidayShippingPopUp(this)" title="link will open a new browser window"&gt;Holiday Shipping Info &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•  &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Shipping-Delivery-Information-Ordering-Help/b/ref=br_bx_2/602-4319917-4264635?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=1041124" target="_new"&gt;Shipping &amp;amp; Delivery Information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•  Estimated Ship Dimensions : 12.9 inches length x 6.5 inches width x 3.3 inches height&lt;br /&gt;•  Estimated Ship weight: 0.95 pound         &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="dtabcontent" id="div_additionalImages" style="height: 390px; display: block;"&gt;          &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding-right: 5px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51d%2BSA0UOrL._SS384_.jpg" border="1" height="384" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail-tab-popup.html/ref=in_de_altview-all-images/602-4319917-4264635?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;parentStoreItem=0&amp;amp;popupVariant=&amp;amp;asin=B000U68ZD8&amp;amp;tabToSelect=additionalImages"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/112eOy9SfBL._SS117_.jpg" border="0" height="117" width="117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/114e5rapGsL._SS117_.jpg" border="1" height="117" width="117" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td id="dtabbottom"&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/16/detail/nav/info-box-bottom-539._V45724967_.gif" alt="" border="0" height="10" width="539" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;   changeDetailPageTab('additionalImages'); // set the active tab on page load &lt;/script&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8687946383143581120?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8687946383143581120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8687946383143581120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8687946383143581120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8687946383143581120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5671746260578365358</id><published>2007-12-09T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:31.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Did the Christmas Cards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R1y6Heis0pI/AAAAAAAAAQw/rgHBWFYuQqU/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R1y6Heis0pI/AAAAAAAAAQw/rgHBWFYuQqU/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142189512170721938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a peek at the card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe the weekend as come to an end and my house is still messy.  I did clean Kaelyn's room, it is the easiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched a funny movie and laughed until I had tears coming out my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged my Christmas lights down the street.  They still work.  It is a Christmas Miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to two Christmas Parties.  I had the most fun Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to regret not going to be earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well nap for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5671746260578365358?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5671746260578365358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5671746260578365358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5671746260578365358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5671746260578365358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-did-christmas-cards.html' title='Finally Did the Christmas Cards!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R1y6Heis0pI/AAAAAAAAAQw/rgHBWFYuQqU/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-4206945285590052385</id><published>2007-12-06T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:00:35.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought on Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mean people suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love broccoli cheddar soap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polka Dot(ask me in person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in a lazy boy at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BJ's&lt;/span&gt; and thought I needed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to hot to be December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go see August Rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when my children go to bed quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought them McDonald's for dinner and I ate two hamburgers.....size 12 here I come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking 5 min to fix my hair.  Short is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Some one's&lt;/span&gt; Christmas present arrived.  Thank Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sod envy.  The neighbor got new grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go back to work...I am going to pay for the hotel for our girl's trip.  We will go!!  to New York or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done,  Good Night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-4206945285590052385?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/4206945285590052385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=4206945285590052385' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4206945285590052385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4206945285590052385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/thought-on-thursday.html' title='Thought on Thursday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1548588669684385497</id><published>2007-12-05T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:22:30.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Midweek Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I decided to wrap presents and put them under the tree. Mostly, to not be overwhelmed when Christmas comes.  Heath has already opened three.  Thanks goodness he was just into the unwrapping part.  He didn't care about the content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided, I have no skill when it comes to wrapping.  I think you must need a degree in origami! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend an hour in IKEA Tuesday!  Bought a side table for $12.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I have it worked out to go to Tennessee for the Bowl game.  My dad is going to meet us.  I can't wait.  I haven't been to one game all season.  I sacrificed so Jeff could go and I watched the kids.  Just Kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our C3 Christmas Project this year.  I have heard some amazing stories.  Even people matching the money!  That is awesome!!  I think it is great people where given the opportunity to share, even if it wasn't their money.  It teaches an important lesson in giving, and may encourage that  person to do it more often.  Sometimes it is scary stepping out of the box.  I know I need a push sometimes!  And even though it is hard to sometimes give out of my own pocket....I have really been encouraged.  I know I have so much more to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1548588669684385497?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1548588669684385497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1548588669684385497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1548588669684385497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1548588669684385497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/midweek-madness.html' title='Midweek Madness'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7966184686198022165</id><published>2007-12-03T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:21:25.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watered Down?</title><content type='html'>ell No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was one of the best messages I have heard.  Although  I think that every Sunday.   OK, I sound like a brown-noser.  But.....I love C3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very convicting message about fear.  It is funny,  I remember hearing the story of Esther in Sunday School......but did not remember it the way I should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman, born of no social status, becomes Queen.  She then puts her life in danger, to help her people not be exterminated!  Read Esther!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of my fears and insecurities.  Life is to short and to many people don't know Christ.  How do I over come it.  Practice, Practice!  If you never try, you'll never get good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I risk my life for Christ or other's?  I  can say yes to puff myself up, but the cold hard truth is I do not have the guts like Esther.    She risked her life for her people and I am to afraid to witness to people I know I should.  And I won't even get my head chopped off for sharing.  Maybe just laughed at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY CONVICTING.........I MUST REFLECT AND TAKE ACTION!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7966184686198022165?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7966184686198022165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7966184686198022165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7966184686198022165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7966184686198022165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/12/watered-down.html' title='Watered Down?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8020117999791190080</id><published>2007-11-29T20:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:56:36.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Video</title><content type='html'>I saw this on Ellen, thought it was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35ak9ht_HKw"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=35ak9ht_HKw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the whole thing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8020117999791190080?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8020117999791190080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8020117999791190080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8020117999791190080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8020117999791190080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/wedding-video.html' title='Wedding Video'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8139354562540172171</id><published>2007-11-29T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:58:39.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SSSSssssss!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sorry so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell what happened to me at gymnastics.  Jeff went with me and Heath was getting restless.  So....I decided to take him to the car.  On the way out I stepped on a snake.  We just happened to meet at just the right moment we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not scared of snakes.  I just don't want to step on them.  Anyways....I screamed and the whole place looked at me.  I tried to get away and stepped on it again, kicking it in the door.  At that point I look in and some lady is standing on her chair.  I am sure it was a sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some man finally got it out of the door with a magazine.  This is the 2nd time I've had a snake run across my feet.    Not the kind of luck you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.  I registered for Valencia.  I am going back to school to get my  certification back.  Since I was out that way, I stopped by to see Andrea.  She did my make-up and plucked my eyebrows.   I looked pretty tired and when she was done...I looked marvelous!  Plus it was fun hanging out with my "BFF"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night our home team and the college home team met with the Bledsoe's to discuss the up and coming move.  I can't imagine not being a part of it.  I feels so good to look around and see all the excitement in everyone's faces.  I am looking forward to January.  I truly believe the next few years are going to be the best in the life of C3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my C3 FAMILY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-Went to IKEA today for 15 min., must go back.....maybe in the  morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8139354562540172171?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8139354562540172171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8139354562540172171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8139354562540172171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8139354562540172171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/ssssssssss.html' title='SSSSssssss!!!!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6020831249612056850</id><published>2007-11-26T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T09:47:27.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent Wednesday night at my mom's for dinner.  My sister's family and both grandparents were there. Which was nice, since I didn't spent Thanksgiving day with them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thanksgiving Day I spent at Jeff's parents.  The food was great.  I took a 2 hour nap and went out later with Jeff and his dad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black Friday(which I've never done!) with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bazer&lt;/span&gt; Girls and Mama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bazer&lt;/span&gt;.  What a rush.  Bought lots of things....some needed....some not!   Took a two hour nap!  Went out later with my mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thought lots about my grandpa that day.  He passed two years ago.  Just a few hours before  Thanksgiving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday, we were all grumpy.  Came back home and played.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday, Church!  I thought Power House went well.  The kids enjoyed themselves.  Sad I missed service, heard it was great.  Can't wait to see were God leads me to spend the money!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today, slept in past 8:30.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kaelyn&lt;/span&gt; was late for school.  Jeff is still in bed.  Think we are all worn out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6020831249612056850?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6020831249612056850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6020831249612056850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6020831249612056850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6020831249612056850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-recap.html' title='Thanksgiving Recap'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6956470719155915860</id><published>2007-11-21T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T07:47:20.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding Dong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went to see Rob Bell speak last night.  I have never heard him speak, other than a few videos he has made.  The more I thought about the things he said, the more inspired I become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts out talking about the history(very well researched) of the gods.   The never ending sacrifices!  The guilt that was bestowed upon you if something in life wasn't going your way.  You must not have sacrificed enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People would give up their first born.  Men would castrate themselves.   For what?  You could never give enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was encouraged to remember that Christ paid the ultimate sacrifice.  When I sin, I need to ask for forgiveness and let it go.   But this is so hard to do.  I still can let guilt affect me.  So I got to thinking, maybe I really don't lay it at the cross.  I think I say a quiet little prayer and hope for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be on my knees pouring out my soul.  Not a quiet, some-what meaningful prayer.  Hoping that will end this guilty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also talked about being a Living Sacrifice.  He told many stories of people helping others.  Something I don't have a lot of experience in.  In fact, I can count on one hand times I have truly sacrificed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to wrap it up, I am really glad I went.  I think I might actually pick up one of his books.  Which a year ago, I would have laughed if you thought I would read one of his books.  Stupid Internet searches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6956470719155915860?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6956470719155915860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6956470719155915860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6956470719155915860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6956470719155915860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/ding-dong.html' title='Ding Dong'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1632039005810689419</id><published>2007-11-20T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:44:21.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Evil Little Snack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.recipezaar.com/104673"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="contentHeaderWithImage"&gt;                         &lt;img src="http://familyfun.go.com/Resources/Cookbook/FeatureRecipeImages/ff0105-ej-pretzel-treats.jpg" class="recipePicture" alt="Holiday Pretzel Treats" align="left" height="157" width="180" /&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1632039005810689419?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1632039005810689419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1632039005810689419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1632039005810689419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1632039005810689419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-evil-little-snack.html' title='My Evil Little Snack'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6056979947020012129</id><published>2007-11-20T10:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:58:25.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magazines and My Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was thinking about how when I was little, my cousin and I would get old magazines and pick out the things we wanted for our house when we grew up.  We would  pick the house, the furniture, plates, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is one of the most creative people I know.  She has seemed to have blocked out all the crazy things we did.  For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The time I sat on the handle bars and she told me she was going to close her eyes.  She made me tell her which way to go.  I told her there was  a tree and a sharp corner, so she better open her eyes.  She ignored me and ran right into the tree and I  went flying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The time she decided to play water fountain in my bed.  Then left my bed to go sleep with my sister, because my bed was too wet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cousin had us knock on neighbor's doors trying to earn money for Circus World.  I think we made $1.75!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thought it would be fun to have a cake fight on the front lawn with all the cakes we won at the Halloween Carnival.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made us a bowl of popcorn to throw all over the family room on New Year's Eve!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took me and my younger cousin in the deep end of the  wave pool at Wet n Wild.  We had no raft and I am pretty sure I was 7 and my younger cousin was 5.  I almost drown!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;We played hide and seek in the dark and threw grapes at each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Thanksgiving took us on a bike ride through a cemetery, because the electricity went out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I can think of many more.  Some of my best memories are with her.  In fact she was more like a sister than a cousin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6056979947020012129?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6056979947020012129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6056979947020012129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6056979947020012129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6056979947020012129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/magazines-and-my-cousin.html' title='Magazines and My Cousin'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-3207192880074446547</id><published>2007-11-19T08:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:31.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was thinking about the Bledsoe's on their way to Texas.  (I hope the u-haul doesn't give you any trouble.....Just Kidding).  It brought back memories of traveling to Ohio in the family station wagon.  Back then, you didn't have to wear seat belts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R0GQ20PLaXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_TYa7aH8zNk/s1600-h/331234575_366a3af0ea_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R0GQ20PLaXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_TYa7aH8zNk/s320/331234575_366a3af0ea_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134544321588717938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Funny thing is the back seat window only opened that  much.  My  mom took it back thinking something was wrong.  The side window did vent.  It also had vinyl seats.  The  best part is when my dad when Amoral them!  We would slide from one end to the next every time we took a turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Anyways, back to the trip.  We would leave at the crack of dawn.  Drive until my dad was ready to pass out.  He would lay down the back seats and spread out, leaving my brother and I to sit in a ball with our knees in our chest.  And if you have seen my dad (Wardtogo), he is huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;We also had this squeak in the back window that drove us all nuts.  My mom would spend the whole trip trying to figure out how to stop it with napkins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;There were so many fun memories with this car.  I believe we bought it when I was five.  My dad owned it until I was 15.  I even drove it.  It surpassed 200,000 miles.   Wonder where it is today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;So what ever you plans are for Thanksgiving, remember the road trip will hold memories forever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-3207192880074446547?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/3207192880074446547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=3207192880074446547' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3207192880074446547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3207192880074446547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R0GQ20PLaXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_TYa7aH8zNk/s72-c/331234575_366a3af0ea_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8857660097583036222</id><published>2007-11-16T07:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:31.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/Rz2LLEPLaWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tZDBPYfMyD8/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/Rz2LLEPLaWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tZDBPYfMyD8/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133412172504459618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the barn my great-grandfather owned and my grandmother grew up playing in.  She told me had she always has hand me down toys and clothes.  In fact she had few toys. A baby buggy and some marbles.  She said she spent most of the time inventing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy how times have changed.  My kids have all these "toys" that are supposed to spark creativity, yet they would rather play with the cans or the scrap wood I had left over.  Growing up I  remember the toys that I loved the most.  My Barbie House (which I played with until I was 12) and my bike.  I grew up in the boonies of Palm Bay, Fl.  I had only 2 boys my age in my neighborhood and we spent all lot of the time in the woods making up games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe for Christmas I should just wrap the things of mine that my kids get into the most.  Probably wouldn't be the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream about old friends.  We were all sitting in a dining room somewhere and I kept talking to everyone, serving pie.  People would ask me for pies and I had no idea what they were, so I felt inferior.   Weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can not believe how close we are to moving into the theaters.  I went to see the Bee movie the other day and tried  to picture what it would be like.  All I know is it is going to be exciting.  Plus I think everyone will breath a sigh of relief once it all happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagined what it would be like if I had not changed my mind and kept thinking church should be done a certain way.  I was so hung up.  For many selfish reasons.  I thought there must be something wrong if that many people leave a church.  I tried to analyze it.  Rationalize it.  But God showed me, church can be this way.  And since, I have experienced a freedom I never have in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is awesome and can do anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/Rz2LLEPLaWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tZDBPYfMyD8/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/Rz2KKUPLaVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1L7vhwIHEiU/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8857660097583036222?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8857660097583036222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8857660097583036222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8857660097583036222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8857660097583036222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='Relections'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/Rz2LLEPLaWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tZDBPYfMyD8/s72-c/DSC_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-198552455136922949</id><published>2007-11-14T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:31.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach In</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Today I was a model for Andrea at Cassie's school for Teach In.  Fake eyelashes and all.  I know it is hard to see, but I thought you'd get a kick out of it.  Those who care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited.  I talked to my grandma today and she is going to buy the kids play set for Christmas.  I am so glad.  I thought I got a good deal at Home Depot, but the lumber is almost $300.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the next week.  My brother-in-law is going to help me build the play set.  I am going xmas shopping with my mother-in-law. I get to go to service this Sunday, and Thanksgiving Week begins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and rest a little before home team!!  Talk with you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RztOcb3C-BI/AAAAAAAAAPk/eBmyTTqWo3Q/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RztOcb3C-BI/AAAAAAAAAPk/eBmyTTqWo3Q/s320/Photo+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132782450740754450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RztOW73C-AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q5--EpXr3BY/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RztOW73C-AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q5--EpXr3BY/s320/Photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132782356251473922" 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/3757689390761277333-198552455136922949?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/198552455136922949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=198552455136922949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/198552455136922949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/198552455136922949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/teach-in.html' title='Teach In'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RztOcb3C-BI/AAAAAAAAAPk/eBmyTTqWo3Q/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8543697200403306046</id><published>2007-11-13T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:13:24.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Jam Packed Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I started with a busy morning and I am just now winding down.  Nothing exciting, but I did get to eat lunch with Cassie.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Home Team tomorrow night and have yet to open the book.  I am such a procrastinator.   Maybe tonight when the kids go bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could blog, but not such luck.......I'll try back tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8543697200403306046?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8543697200403306046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8543697200403306046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8543697200403306046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8543697200403306046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-jam-packed-day.html' title='My Jam Packed Day'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-362545872006121994</id><published>2007-11-12T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:38:51.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Monday? Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I cannot believe that Thanksgiving is right around the corner.  I am 90% done Christmas shopping.  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the morning on the internet.  Lunch time in the yard.  Afternoon cleaning the kitchen for the millionth time.  Back in the yard again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Kaelyn where Jesus was.....she said at her old school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard lump in my leg that hurts.  I can only imagine calling the Doctor on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a long week...I'll explain later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the smallest bird the other day.  I thought it was a wasp at first.  It was smaller than most hummingbirds that I have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and sister were given Elton John tickets for free.  I tried to get a ticket for a month...no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have small  investment in plants, that Jeff says are going to die in a few weeks.  I have faith!!  I have never lost a plant to a freeze yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKEA opens Wed.  I think I might check it out after the first of the year.  I hate going anywhere near the malls or Waterford this time of year.  I am looking forward to free shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I moved out of the "bomb" range!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if my Christmas presents for the kids are full of lead?  I threw away a prepasted toothbrush from china....just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath brought me pizza sauce outside.  He has learned how to climb up on the counters, because I moved all the food out of reach.  I've got to lock the french doors to keep him outside with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 5 hours of sleep last night and I feel good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let Heath run around naked.  He did pretty good with the potty.  He did poop on the porch..he came to get me.  Yuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-362545872006121994?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/362545872006121994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=362545872006121994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/362545872006121994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/362545872006121994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-it-monday-random-ramblings.html' title='Is it Monday? Random Ramblings'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6549713536320182204</id><published>2007-11-10T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:47:32.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My son is screaming, so I'll make this short.   Better than nothing I guess.  Amanda.....sorry I didn't get a post out for your birthday.  I thought of you all day and some of the fun and silly stuff we have done over the years.  You are my best friend and as close as a sister could be.  I know we will grow old together...no matter where life takes us.   I'll probably get us kicked out of the nursery home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am blogging less because I am so focused on my yard right now.  I enjoy planting....I am just waiting for them to die.  We shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find a playground at Home Depot for 130, marked down from 250.  Of course you have to put it together and buy all the other equipment.  And I am sure I'll have to hire someone to do it.  I'll be looking in the white pages this week. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6549713536320182204?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6549713536320182204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6549713536320182204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6549713536320182204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6549713536320182204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2479430470145543036</id><published>2007-11-07T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:59:18.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Sleep Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Last night I slept through the whole night without any interruptions.  Jeff went to the couch, he said I was snoring in his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how refreshed I feel.   As much as I love Brewer......it was stressing me out.  I should of just had another baby.  At least it would be sleeping through the night by now.  Although, you can't put a baby in a cage at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working in my yard nonstop.  I have become addicted to buying plants.  The best find today was a 9 foot umbrella marked down from 100 to 25.   Jeff's not quite sure why I needed it.  I guess I am thinking about hot summers.  I also ordered some seeds.  Wouldn't you like to know what kind of seeds!!!  It should be interesting to see how long it takes for me to kill them.   I guess the cool temps. draw me outside.  Plus I love digging in the dirt.  I just wish I had the talent to take care of plants the way you are supposed to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was our first Home Team meeting.  I enjoy hearing everyone's take on things.  Even if I haven't read it yet.  I need a book with colorful pictures.  Jeff says I only look at pictures anyways....which is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 10pm and Heath has decided to join me in the living room.  I shouldn't  have let him take a 2 1/2 hour nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW-   I  don't normally shop at Big Lots, but went last week.  You have to put in 25 cents to use a cart and I guess it comes out when you return it.  Are you kidding me?  I like the cart that lock if they go past the yellow line.  I saw an old lady dragging it the other day.  She had no clue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  Sorry about the lame blog.  Good night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2479430470145543036?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2479430470145543036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2479430470145543036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2479430470145543036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2479430470145543036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/best-sleep-ever.html' title='Best Sleep Ever!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-3296266852380535757</id><published>2007-11-05T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:49:30.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Monday Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got it in my head yesterday that I was going to get rid of Brewer.  As much as I love him....I have not slept good since I got him, nor has my house been calm.    I should have waited until the kids were older.  Expensive Lesson Learned!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I awoke at 5:30, but slept good.  Went to the gym.  Came home.  Decided I was going to take all our change to one of those machines at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Publix&lt;/span&gt;.  I thought maybe $35 or $50 at the most.  To my surprise.....$300.   It is like finding lost money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent most of the weekend with the kids or working in the yard.  I am re-landscaping and hopefully re-sodding soon.  I forget how hard and how much money it costs.  But I do enjoy it.  I am going to even try to grow some plants from seeds.  We will see how it will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get better blogs in....but every time I try, I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt;.  Like now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-3296266852380535757?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/3296266852380535757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=3296266852380535757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3296266852380535757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3296266852380535757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/best-monday-ever.html' title='Best Monday Ever'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-9029933385399324983</id><published>2007-11-01T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:50:12.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We had a good time with the Eichler's and Leathers.  Check out the pics on Ward to Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-9029933385399324983?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/9029933385399324983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=9029933385399324983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9029933385399324983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9029933385399324983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-3584910525933253429</id><published>2007-10-30T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:25:47.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrific Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Check out Ward on  the Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-3584910525933253429?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/3584910525933253429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=3584910525933253429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3584910525933253429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3584910525933253429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/terrific-tuesday.html' title='Terrific Tuesday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2465560533686427331</id><published>2007-10-29T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:31.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mucky Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyaL9Kz5PNI/AAAAAAAAANw/rotcC5TXg9k/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyaL9Kz5PNI/AAAAAAAAANw/rotcC5TXg9k/s320/DSC_0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126939108798184658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've not been myself lately.  I think I have seasonal depression.  I am self diagnosing myself.  I am being to negative and less encouraging.  I am going to be hard on myself.  I am going to get over this "feeling" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate not having any energy.  I can't even bring myself to do normal household chores.  Maybe I have over done it this month.  I slept completely through the night Friday.  I can't tell you the last time I have had uninterrupted sleep.  Maybe it is catching up with(lack of good sleep).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know I am not writing this out of pity or attention.  I am writing to be true to myself.  To make myself aware of how times like these will pass.  I am going to focus my attention on things that are good and uplifting.  I want to watch a good comedy.  (I am taping  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;King of Queens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doug gets lost in the woods. ) Now my font is bold and I can't figure out why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A couple of nights ago I laid in bed thinking dark thought about how hard life really is.  Who really wants to be a grown up and make grown up decisions?  Sometimes I feel like an outsider looking in on life.  Like an out of body experience.  Secretly wondering who I am !  How did I get to be in my thirties?  How am I capable of taking care of two children?  I am I good mom or am I selfish?  Who do I put first in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe Satan wants me to doubt myself.  He delights in our self destruction. He sees  are weaknesses  as an opportunity.  When I am in a funk, I am not focusing on serving God.  I dwell on thoughts of depression and what is wrong with me.  What a waste of time.  I know better.  I have no one to blame but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing and being honest with myself helps.  I have no where to hide.  I have to make a choice.  Am I going to stay in this "funk"  or move on!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........I let you know tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2465560533686427331?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2465560533686427331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2465560533686427331' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2465560533686427331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2465560533686427331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/mucky-monday.html' title='Mucky Monday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyaL9Kz5PNI/AAAAAAAAANw/rotcC5TXg9k/s72-c/DSC_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5559065981080793653</id><published>2007-10-26T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:58:39.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumkin Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today we went to pick out our pumpkin.  You can see pics on the other site.  I had debated Green Meadows, but decided to wait until Jeff can go and it is a little cooler.  We had lunch at the mall with my friend Angela. Chick-fl-a was crazy.  I ate a sub instead.  Philly Cheese Steak Sub!  I also ran into my friend Cara.  I used to teach next to her.  Her kids are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finish mopping the floors and cleaning the bathrooms.  I only have a huge pile of clothes waiting for me.  Maybe next week.  I always make sure I have enough clothes to last more than 2 weeks.  I am lazy, lazy, lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5559065981080793653?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5559065981080793653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5559065981080793653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5559065981080793653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5559065981080793653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumkin-friday.html' title='Pumkin Friday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-3271612560370237228</id><published>2007-10-25T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:03:32.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's 80th Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyCaS0vdQYI/AAAAAAAAANA/1mMVs7-qIKM/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyCaS0vdQYI/AAAAAAAAANA/1mMVs7-qIKM/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125266024133640578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I normally post my pics on my other site.  In honor of my Grandma, I thought I would post them here instead.  We had a small family get together.  I enjoyed it.  I am overwhelmed by big parties.  She had a great time.  Both of her kids were there, my brother, and cousin.  I tried to get a family picture, but haven't figured out the timer thing to well yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyCaGUvdQXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SHjdR8wNHsU/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyCaGUvdQXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SHjdR8wNHsU/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125265809385275762" 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/3757689390761277333-3271612560370237228?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/3271612560370237228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=3271612560370237228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3271612560370237228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3271612560370237228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/grandmas-80th-bday.html' title='Grandma&apos;s 80th Bday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/RyCaS0vdQYI/AAAAAAAAANA/1mMVs7-qIKM/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2588426812029044902</id><published>2007-10-25T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:25:49.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Funk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Today is the first day I have had coffee since Sunday.  Mostly because I am to lazy to fix it.  But I am tired this week and thought it might help.  I am really tired.  Yesterday I spent most of the day trying to wake up.  I think most of it is interrupted sleep.  But this is OK!  Friday I get to stay at the Gaylord Palms with my mom.  No kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get back into a routine of Quiet Times.  I know this is effecting my mood.  I can't seem to get back to reading at all.  I am not very passionate lately.  I have no one to blame but myself.  I hate when I am like this, because it is wasted time.  I take for granted that I live in a country that lets be even own a Bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take Heath and run around for a little while.  I know I will regret it, but tomorrow I have both of them at home.  I am keeping him home today.  He sounds horrible,but is full of energy.  I'll be surprised if I escape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Ta for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2588426812029044902?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2588426812029044902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2588426812029044902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2588426812029044902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2588426812029044902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/thursday-funk.html' title='Thursday Funk'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8695383737521112410</id><published>2007-10-24T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:04:02.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pad Thai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tonight I made Pad Thai. I was a little worried because it took fish oil and you know how I feel about fish!  It turned out pretty good.  I made taco salad last night and about burnt my mouth.  I decided to put jalapenos in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath is the most active sick person I know.  He got choked on his snot threw up and five minutes later is jumping around the living room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling it is going to be a long night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8695383737521112410?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8695383737521112410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8695383737521112410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8695383737521112410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8695383737521112410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/pad-thai.html' title='Pad Thai'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-959674711086686698</id><published>2007-10-24T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T08:51:52.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew what I wanted to write about last night, but soon forgot.  So, I'll recap on my day.  I spent most of it at the salon.  I haven't had my hair colored in a couple of years.  I was a little shocked at the ticket price and would have never done it, if I had known how much it would cost.  Buyer's Remorse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the color, but I am sure I will have my "critics"!  Life is to short not to have fun with your hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to Target to get our costumes.  Jeff  is wearing his dad's coaching shorts.  The tight short ones.  I will have to post a picture on Sat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath is still in bed.  I don't think he is feeling well.  My son never stops.  Even when he has a fever, so I am a little worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to think for a little while and see if I can remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-959674711086686698?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/959674711086686698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=959674711086686698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/959674711086686698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/959674711086686698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-mind.html' title='My Mind'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-139479913656561528</id><published>2007-10-22T10:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:24:08.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so glad we can be so honest and raw.  I was thinking about how some of the members of my old church would have responded.  I can see the commotion and trips to the ER it would have caused.  Why must we pretend these issues don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt; or skirt around the issue.  I was so glad Pastor Byron offered so many solutions and help that is out there.  I wasn't aware of all the great ministries out there for pornography problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church cannot stay the same.  Our culture is always evolving and changing.  Issues are not the same.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt; have changed.  And maybe issues are the same, but need different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;solutions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I am at C3.  Church is better that I ever imagined.  I love all the new faces.  It is a special place to be a see all the new growth taking place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-139479913656561528?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/139479913656561528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=139479913656561528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/139479913656561528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/139479913656561528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1228238446275799403</id><published>2007-10-22T10:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:13:35.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I spoke to fast</title><content type='html'>My daughter is running around playing now.  What to do?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1228238446275799403?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1228238446275799403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1228238446275799403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1228238446275799403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1228238446275799403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/maybe-i-spoke-to-fast.html' title='Maybe I spoke to fast'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5672400465387387413</id><published>2007-10-22T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T06:31:55.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Evil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why does it show it's ugly face this time of year?&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes again in the Spring!&lt;br /&gt;I would rather have a tooth pulled&lt;br /&gt;I would rather have a waxing&lt;br /&gt;I would rather step in dog pooh&lt;br /&gt;I would rather step on a tack&lt;br /&gt;I would rather , I would rather......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STOMACH FLU HAS HIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaelyn&lt;/span&gt; is the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5672400465387387413?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5672400465387387413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5672400465387387413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5672400465387387413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5672400465387387413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-is-evil.html' title='It is Evil!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5423118500749062731</id><published>2007-10-21T15:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:00:08.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am officially rested now.  I have taken two very much needed long naps this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week was very eventful.  My father, his wife, and my grandmother came down for a visit.  I am not used to having that many people in my house.  Trust me, there was no where to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was awesome.  I loved all the media and set design.  Glad to be back after 3 weeks of not being in service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my grandmother's 80&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  So, another trip to Melbourne.  It will be fun seeing my other family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two sides of the family are so different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to dig deeper in my life.  I hate getting caught up in day to day life.  Maybe because I like change so much.  I can't do the same routine all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking how Christmas will be here before you know it.  I don't think I am quite ready.  Maybe it is the weather.  I wish for snow flurries this year again.  Remember it snowed downtown!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for jeans, sweaters, and long shirts.  Mostly because I am tired of shaving my legs and trying to tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might regret the 2 or 3 hour nap I took today.  But I am catching up on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5423118500749062731?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5423118500749062731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5423118500749062731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5423118500749062731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5423118500749062731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6097179742742080041</id><published>2007-10-20T21:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:57:29.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, I am a slacker</title><content type='html'>I promise to get back to writing.  When my Dad is around, my mind goes to mush.  I have some things to say.  Hopefully tomorrow.   I miss everyone and I am looking forward to a normal routine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6097179742742080041?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6097179742742080041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6097179742742080041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6097179742742080041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6097179742742080041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-i-am-slacker.html' title='OK, I am a slacker'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8557175431287422462</id><published>2007-10-17T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:17:41.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have family in town, so I am not able to get much writing done.  I finally caught up on some sleep last night.  I was close to a break down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to tell the funniest part of my trip.  Jeff and I did not want to go to formal night, so we decided to go to Senior Frogs for dinner.  It is the only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; closest to the docks that is open past 5 pm.    While I was there  a guy said to me,  "I don't mean to be rude, but you look like you smoke weed?"  And then went on to offer me the purest cocaine, x , and some of the best weed I've ever had.  Maybe it was my bloodshot eye from the dog.  I think he was an undercover cop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW- I have never done any of the above drugs.  I freak out if I mix an aspirin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NyQuil&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8557175431287422462?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8557175431287422462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8557175431287422462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8557175431287422462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8557175431287422462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-957858307277749082</id><published>2007-10-15T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:43:11.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Cruising!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jeff and I had a nice get away.   The weather wasn't all that great, but we still managed to get burned.    I will post some pictures soon.  My dad is due in at anytime.  When I get a free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; I will get more blogging in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ,ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-957858307277749082?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/957858307277749082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=957858307277749082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/957858307277749082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/957858307277749082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-from-cruising.html' title='Back From Cruising!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5363755784183070464</id><published>2007-10-11T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:15:24.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Forgot My Title!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought I would write in a color that would remind me of the Bahamas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little worried I would not get everything done today, but I did.  I even washed my sheets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged Angie to the Ladies Home Show out at the convention center.  It only took as an hour to figure out where to park and get tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did buy this razor less hair removal kit.  (As I am writing the spell check is going crazy).  I am not totally convinced it works.  But my "stash"  looks better!   I even let a few ladies feel my legs after some older man with his zipper down(which he was clueless) rub some sandpaper looking thing on my leg.  OK, that just sounded dirty.  What can I say, cheap thrills at the convention center! It really was innocent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently waiting for Jeff so we can watch the "Office" together!  What is it about watching a show both you and your spouse enjoy together!  I here him coming!  Later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5363755784183070464?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5363755784183070464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5363755784183070464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5363755784183070464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5363755784183070464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-forgot-my-title.html' title='I Forgot My Title!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2844631010679613401</id><published>2007-10-10T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:34:38.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gardener</title><content type='html'>I think my new hobby is going to be gardening.  I need to stay out of the stores.  I might even try to attempt to grow some plants from seeds.  I bought a new plant book at the book store.  Fail-Safe plants for Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the &lt;a href="http://www.willowcreekgardens.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWCATS&amp;amp;Category=74&amp;amp;OVRAW=canna&amp;amp;OVKEY=cannas&amp;amp;OVMTC=advanced&amp;amp;OVADID=3504476012&amp;amp;OVKWID=39203921512"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Canna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I have them growing in numerous places in my yard.  They take up dead space and are easy to maintain.  The regrow beautifully every year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://davesgarden.com/guides/pf/showimage/5425/"&gt;Siam Tulips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I have them in some containers, but I will have to plant them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have to take a trip to Lucas Nursery.  I can walk around for hours looking!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2844631010679613401?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2844631010679613401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2844631010679613401' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2844631010679613401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2844631010679613401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/gardener.html' title='The Gardener'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-26706439521809998</id><published>2007-10-09T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:40:13.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosquitoes Suck.....Literally</title><content type='html'>I am trying to enjoy the outside with my children, but the mosquitoes are horrible!   I have 5-6 bites itching me like a crazy women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to wait for ever to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt; replaced.  I didn't drop it, but it had a mark on the side.  The guy told me that pretty soon they are not going to replace phones with any type of damage.  If you want to know what happened....ask me.  I dare not tell the story of the phone, afraid they may come get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get the new Cesar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Millan&lt;/span&gt;  book.  I really like the way he writes.  I suggest anyone reads his books before getting a new dog.  I made many mistakes with Brewer in the beginning, but know I am doing better with his training.  I am actually glad he is back.  I can't explain the connection I feel with him.  I love his looks.   Something about those eyes.  OK....that is so sad I just wrote that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I are off on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anv&lt;/span&gt;. Cruise on Friday.  I love it!   I wish we could go twice a year.  I look forward to our time together, no interruptions.  When we get back my Dad, his wife, and my grandmother are coming for the week.  They have not seen Heath since he was 4mo.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Heath.  His teacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;complemented&lt;/span&gt; how well behaved and cute he is.  I am so glad.  I was afraid he ran around screaming all the time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, time to go be with the family!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-26706439521809998?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/26706439521809998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=26706439521809998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/26706439521809998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/26706439521809998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/mosquitoes-suckliterally.html' title='Mosquitoes Suck.....Literally'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-9024666513981749762</id><published>2007-10-08T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:14:37.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this Out!</title><content type='html'>You've got to read the church sign of the month on this&lt;a href="http://www.holyobserver.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-9024666513981749762?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/9024666513981749762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=9024666513981749762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9024666513981749762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9024666513981749762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/check-this-out.html' title='Check this Out!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7241666000427607278</id><published>2007-10-08T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T08:43:43.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am not sure where to even begin.  This weekend was quiet, yet eventful.  We went to Melbourne to see our new niece Baby Kate.  She too, has inherited the red hair of her siblings.  It think it is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did receive Brewer back Sat. afternoon, with mixed emotions.  I really did miss him.  I am going to break him.  I bought a choke chain and walks are much smoother.  I let him run all over us before, because he seemed so fragile.  Times are a changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when I miss church.  Especially this past Sunday and the celebration of the sale of the property.  The adventure ahead of us is going to be awesome and life changing.  I am so excited that are main mission is to reach the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much on my mind lately. I will try and blog about it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7241666000427607278?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7241666000427607278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7241666000427607278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7241666000427607278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7241666000427607278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday.html' title='Monday.....'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2017147564270579727</id><published>2007-10-05T13:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T13:33:19.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll never guess.....</title><content type='html'>who's coming home?  Brewer.   I guess it is not working out for them and their other animals.  I am going to get home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed emotions.  I was finally feeling at little more at peace.  I guess be careful what you ask for.  I wish they could have waited until the cruise was over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW- I am thinking about changing my blog name to-  TWO HEADED TURTLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2017147564270579727?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2017147564270579727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2017147564270579727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2017147564270579727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2017147564270579727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/youll-never-guess_05.html' title='You&apos;ll never guess.....'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1037925626282161353</id><published>2007-10-03T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:46:01.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missionary?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was thinking about my church and how we want to focus on the community.  I feel like we are Missionaries in Orlando.  But the truth of the matter is I get overwhelmed by thoughts and ideas and have no clue where to begin.  Or I might not want to really take action, just be all talk.  It is much easier to get wrapped up in everyday routine and activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly have no idea what it is to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; or be without.  I can guess, but I have never experienced it for myself.  Even the drama in my life cannot compare with what some people in this world do just to survive another day in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around my house and see all the stuff I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accumulated&lt;/span&gt;.  Money wasted.  Things barely used.  What I throw away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I stop?  I know the answer, but choose to ignore myself.  I wonder why I can make myself depressed and sulk in self misery!  I really feel I need to make a difference and a change in my lifestyle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I want to like like a Monk, but I need to think twice about the choices I make and is there something better I can spend my time or money &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1037925626282161353?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1037925626282161353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1037925626282161353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1037925626282161353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1037925626282161353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/missionary.html' title='Missionary?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6435754077386105841</id><published>2007-10-02T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:52:34.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Tuesday?</title><content type='html'>I am losing track of the days of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day at Walmart and Home Depot.  I also hit the local Cracker Barrel with Amanda and her parents.  It was YUM!  I had no problem finishing my plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent an hour just walking around Home Depot dreaming up projects I could do around the house.  I am a big dreamer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6435754077386105841?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6435754077386105841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6435754077386105841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6435754077386105841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6435754077386105841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-tuesday.html' title='Today is Tuesday?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1667084855991533962</id><published>2007-10-01T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:28:03.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Just Got Better!</title><content type='html'>Jeff just brought me a blizzard from the DQ!  Best husband ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1667084855991533962?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1667084855991533962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1667084855991533962' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1667084855991533962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1667084855991533962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-just-got-better.html' title='It Just Got Better!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8632384912790167600</id><published>2007-10-01T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:48:49.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Monday Continues......</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finished the door, it is now white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I secretly look at adoptable dogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish Joey would snuggle with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heath has no clothes, I must wash them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are out of toilet paper, Heath shoved the last roll in the there!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should go to the gym, but I really only want to tan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomorrow I must break(I just spelled it brake) my Target rule and get some rods for the windows and new door knobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a list of things I need and know I will forget&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two weeks until my cruise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out you can take Amtrack to Savannah for $60 RT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live for vacations and hanging out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8632384912790167600?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8632384912790167600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8632384912790167600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8632384912790167600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8632384912790167600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-monday-continues.html' title='My Monday Continues......'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-4234197990907429442</id><published>2007-10-01T15:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T15:28:50.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday</title><content type='html'>I am doing better if I stop thinking about all the good times with Brewer and focus on working around the house.  I think I miss him the most when he would cuddle. Jeff told me to cuddle with the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie and Andrea saved the day by taking me out to Panera.  Heath was really good.  He even got a compliment.  I think he must be sick! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-4234197990907429442?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/4234197990907429442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=4234197990907429442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4234197990907429442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4234197990907429442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1272137665958330792</id><published>2007-10-01T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T15:25:05.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtles</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="http://media.kansascity.com/smedia/2007/09/28/19/522-PAMR102_09-29-2007_I8UR6AH.standalone.prod_affiliate.81.jpg" src="http://media.kansascity.com/smedia/2007/09/28/19/522-PAMR102_09-29-2007_I8UR6AH.standalone.prod_affiliate.81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1272137665958330792?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1272137665958330792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1272137665958330792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1272137665958330792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1272137665958330792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/10/turtles_01.html' title='Turtles'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7940075958870950928</id><published>2007-09-30T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:09:45.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I slept 10 hours last night straight.  I haven't done that in quite awhile.  I am still missing my Brewer but I know he is doing well.  I didn't realize how attached I was.  If he was only half his size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing better as the day goes by.  I spent a lot of time in the yard and cleaning the house.  Threw away some junk.  Still not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power House was fun.  The energy was none stop and the kids were really engaged.  I am really amazed how my group as grown.  I even had one of my kids from last year there today.  I miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I plan on finishing the wallpaper on the other side of the kitchen.  I am very scattered brained.  I can get many projects going at once and not finish any of them.  Isn't that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ADHD&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7940075958870950928?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7940075958870950928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7940075958870950928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7940075958870950928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7940075958870950928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/sad-sunday.html' title='Sad Sunday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5047008621748497263</id><published>2007-09-29T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:53:09.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He is gone</title><content type='html'>I am going to have to write this real fast.  Brewer went home with a nice couple today, but I have done nothing but cry and feel sick to my stomach.  I miss his companionship!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5047008621748497263?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5047008621748497263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5047008621748497263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5047008621748497263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5047008621748497263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-is-gone.html' title='He is gone'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-3731551919943856024</id><published>2007-09-28T07:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:47:01.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, early in the morning.....</title><content type='html'>at 3am Heath decided to join me, 10 min later Jeff came out to sleep on the couch because he couldn't sleep in the bed.  So of course this woke the dogs up and I had to let them out.  At 3:30 I took both dogs to bed with me.  Heath decided it was time to play.  Do you know that toy you push and it makes all the little balls go pop, pop, pop!  Yes I heard this coming down the hallway, EARLY this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to switch between coffee and water all day and then crash for a nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-3731551919943856024?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/3731551919943856024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=3731551919943856024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3731551919943856024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3731551919943856024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-early-in-morning.html' title='Oh, early in the morning.....'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2782229178050296879</id><published>2007-09-28T02:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T02:37:33.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon</title><content type='html'>Guess who will be taking a nap today?  At least I have 4 hours under my belt.    Actually the moon is beautiful!  It feels nice to walk outside and not sweat to death.  I have always been intrigued by the moon.  My mom told me when I was a baby, I would look up at it a coo.  I think she is making it up, but I do have an obsession with  it.  Maybe I'll start a moon cult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2782229178050296879?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2782229178050296879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2782229178050296879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2782229178050296879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2782229178050296879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/full-moon.html' title='Full Moon'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5805723832335595912</id><published>2007-09-27T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:06:34.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;The office was funny.  Nothing like a cure for Rabies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5805723832335595912?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5805723832335595912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5805723832335595912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5805723832335595912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5805723832335595912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-not-disappointed.html' title='I am not disappointed'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6844754808777529202</id><published>2007-09-27T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:47:41.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thinkings</title><content type='html'>Angie-  I am so glad we ate two meals today.  I had really locked myself up in the house this week.  I was beginning to talk to my pretend friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda-  I can't believe your in California.  I miss you, but I know you are having a ball!  I need a relative to move somewhere cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea- Quit your job!  Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Today I talked to someone who is interested in Brewer.  It is a single guy with a Lab.  I think it will be a good match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I saw a fight in the parking lot at gymnastics.  I was a little scared, but I love drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I made a joke how I got saved during a Handbell service.....can I say that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Office begins in 15 min., it better be funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I ordered a shirt that says:  "Don't taze me bro!"  UF Incident.  I thought it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6844754808777529202?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6844754808777529202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6844754808777529202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6844754808777529202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6844754808777529202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/thursday-thinkings.html' title='Thursday Thinkings'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1213398191922512132</id><published>2007-09-26T21:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:49:30.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have decided that TV sucks. I thought I would be excited about the new shows and new episodes, wrong.  I am thinking about canceling cable.  You down load just about anything you want on your computer or ipod.  I am currently watching an episode on HBO about Hiroshima.  I do like depressing history shows about death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get to watch America's Next Top Model (thanks Cassie for getting me hooked).  I am really amazed how mean girls can be.  Why to we always pick on the weak?  To make ourselves look better?  I can remember a friend told me one day that everyone was making fun of my socks.  I wore the ruffly Sunday School ones.  I really didn't think much about fashion back then.  I was always a step behind.  I know my friend was trying to help me, but it hurt my feelings.  I cried to my mom, who of course took me right away to buy new socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got older the less I needed approval of others, but still hated the thought that someone might talk about me behind their back.  Maybe that is way I have always tried to be laid back and every one's friend.  Although trust  me, I have run into a few people who do not like my personality.  Thanks goodness I don't meet those people to often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have many "friends", it is few and far the one's I feel safe around.  And even the one's I feel safe around, I still go back and think about any conversations I might have had and wonder if I said anything inappropriate.  I'll stress about it.  I think I get this from my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided the best way to feel good about yourself is to get out and focus on other's needs.  When I sit at home and think about all the negative things in my life I loose focus and become depressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Heath is screaming is head off and I am loosing my focus.  I can just say that I am excited about the future and the opportunities that lay ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1213398191922512132?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1213398191922512132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1213398191922512132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1213398191922512132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1213398191922512132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/myself.html' title='Myself'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-9003859765567960490</id><published>2007-09-25T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:40:11.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know who is a visitor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.churchmarketingsucks.com/archives/2007/09/church_from_a_v.html"&gt;Church Marketing Sucks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little behind in reading this blog, but there is some good insight on a visitor's perspective on church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-9003859765567960490?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/9003859765567960490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=9003859765567960490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9003859765567960490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/9003859765567960490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-you-know-who-is-visitor.html' title='Do you know who is a visitor?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-162513557684452372</id><published>2007-09-25T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:30:28.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Look!</title><content type='html'>You got to look at my other site.  There is a funny picture of Heath or maybe I just think it is funny because he is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just worked in the yard for an hour.  I stink!  I hate those bushes you have to make it look like all these round balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched online for plastic surgeons.  For $110 a month, I can have a new tummy.  Forget diamonds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-162513557684452372?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/162513557684452372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=162513557684452372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/162513557684452372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/162513557684452372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-look.html' title='Take a Look!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5219866987674812460</id><published>2007-09-25T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:49:59.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks For The Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OK, so I spent most of my birthday doing laundry, but I was really behind.  My husband brought me home a hamburger from Too Jay's.  Then, took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaelyn&lt;/span&gt; and they got be balloons, "My Little Pony" party hats, and cake!  We had a nice time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the Birthday Wishes and comments.  It was a very relaxing day!  I am still thinking about my dinner at Season's 52.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made it back from the grocery store realizing I forgot my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; muffins and dog biscuits!  But, I am enjoying my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cheez&lt;/span&gt;-It Cool Ranch and Cheddar!   I also bought stuff to make chocolate chip cookies, Yum!  I should have gone to the gym....maybe tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5219866987674812460?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5219866987674812460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5219866987674812460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5219866987674812460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5219866987674812460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks For The Memories'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7214535957848438113</id><published>2007-09-23T22:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:22:46.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Pre Bday to ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am writing in my favorite color in honor of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had the most amazing best time with my BFF's  !  Thanks ladies for the most amazing night! I enjoyed every part of it.  You all are awesome!  We will have to bring the men next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love talking about end times.  I am one of those people who could easily be obsessed with it.  I think it is all the drama and excitement.  It is so mysterious and everyone has an opinion.  But I don't think we can really grasp how horrible it will be!  I always say, I'll more than likely be dead, but just think....someone through your bloodline will experience the moment Christ comes back and be alive on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching "A Thief In the Night"  as a youth.  I don't even remember who showed it to me, but it scared the crap out of me.  I vividly remember a shaver shaking in the sink, but no one was there anymore.   I really think I watched it on Halloween as a scary movie!   Every time a helicopter flew over the house or the sky turned a strange color....I thought Jesus was coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost bought this movie at camp last year, but it was $30.  It needs to be on the $6 value isle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is late and I am tired, so more from me in the morning.  Maybe I'll make a list of things you don't want to be caught doing during the Rapture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7214535957848438113?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7214535957848438113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7214535957848438113' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7214535957848438113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7214535957848438113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-pre-bday-to-me_23.html' title='Happy Pre Bday to ME!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7448284656695968223</id><published>2007-09-23T07:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T07:57:46.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Bible Verse</title><content type='html'>“Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.” (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?version=31&amp;amp;search=Romans%205:3-4"&gt;Romans 5:3-4&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7448284656695968223?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7448284656695968223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7448284656695968223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7448284656695968223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7448284656695968223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-bible-verse.html' title='Today&apos;s Bible Verse'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7174313759769868699</id><published>2007-09-22T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:08:47.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight I write in Gold to honor UCF's Win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff was at the game from 10-8, so I was home with the kiddies.  I had promised Kaelyn we would go to Target.  I decided to stop at "Old McDonald's" as Kaelyn calls it.  I was really shocked at my total. 2 kids meals and one normal hamburger, med fri., and a med coke.......15.00!!  I should have ordered a kids meal myself.  Not to mention they forgot my coke and fries and I had to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to customer service.   When did people lose pride in their jobs?   No matter what you make or do, you should do it the best of your ability. Many, many times....I have felt the fool trying to ask for something to be done the right way.  I remember getting a chicken sandwich at Chili's and it was frozen inside.  The manager told me it was the lighting and then proceeded to microwave it.  He offered me a free desert.  Whoopee!   I think I am going to get Jeff to start a web site where you can rate customer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know there is another side where the customer can be a jerk too!  I have to say, even thought the girl forgot my items.   She was very friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff won't ever let me complain about my food, he knows they will spit in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I went shopping with my two kids.   I had a few hot flashes and close call panic attacks, but I survived.  Should have taken the Zanax  my source gave me for my trip to Ohio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7174313759769868699?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7174313759769868699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7174313759769868699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7174313759769868699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7174313759769868699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-day.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-475642416377503466</id><published>2007-09-21T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T20:01:55.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where would they go?</title><content type='html'>I wonder where the unchurched will go this Sunday?  Do we keep church the same 24/7 just hoping they will come around and visit and be "convicted"?  or....do we love on them and make them feel welcomed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will they go?  Will they go where the preaching does nothing but tell them they are living a life full of wrongs!?!  No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to be loved first and shown Christ's Love?  I assure you that the more they know and understand Christ, the more they will want to make changes in their live.  Not out of guilt, but for a love a SAVIOR who died on a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my the way......C3 is for ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-475642416377503466?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/475642416377503466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=475642416377503466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/475642416377503466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/475642416377503466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-would-they-go.html' title='Where would they go?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5253674139238493155</id><published>2007-09-19T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:35:07.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Think I'll Ever Get A Full Blog In!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had brought up to my mom, how when the girls from the Pregnancy Resource Center would come to  church they would all sit in the back, trying to avoid the stares.  I am sure they were judged because their sin showed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes us want to be judges of who's sin is worse than the other?   I do believe that each sin will have a different consequence and can make life changing events.  It is funny how the people we think have the "biggest sins", are the ones who want to be loved the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I have messed up in life, all I really want is someone to love on me and tell me everything is going to be alright.   (Like the time I tried to run away from home with my Strawberry Shortcake sleeping bag and Pink Panther bike!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has really been changing my heart in this area.  I am trying not to be judgemental, but more loving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5253674139238493155?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5253674139238493155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5253674139238493155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5253674139238493155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5253674139238493155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-think-ill-ever-get-full-blog-in.html' title='I Don&apos;t Think I&apos;ll Ever Get A Full Blog In!!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5276420343232259160</id><published>2007-09-18T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T07:31:41.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6am workout......</title><content type='html'>am I nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll throw up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spirit is quiet lately.  If I let it, it can depress me, make me think something is wrong.  But, I think God gives us these quiet times to rest, rest for the battles that lie ahead.  You  never know when disaster may strike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to write more, but my son is now in my lap......more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5276420343232259160?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5276420343232259160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5276420343232259160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5276420343232259160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5276420343232259160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/6am-workout.html' title='6am workout......'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8236598174017306737</id><published>2007-09-16T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:47:38.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Sunday is my Funday!</title><content type='html'>I am such a dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day in Power House.  I was a little nervous, but thought it went well.  I really like the curriculum.  It is easy to follow and I think the kids enjoy it too!  It is amazing to watch everyone working together.  I am so glad the youth helps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my mind turning on a few service projects for the C3.  I am excited thinking of all the different ways we can make a difference in the community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to PH, we talked about Humility.  I think this is a hard concept to grasp in a society that teaches you to be the best and do what it takes to get there.  Although I do believe people have a natural talent for things and can be truly humble.  But sadly, watch most reality shows and it is a long way from showing people who are humble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8236598174017306737?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8236598174017306737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8236598174017306737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8236598174017306737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8236598174017306737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-sunday-is-my-funday.html' title='Sunday, Sunday is my Funday!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2461173112277784273</id><published>2007-09-15T14:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T15:01:57.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IKEA</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 345px; height: 266px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="section-indicator"&gt;Grand Opening Events&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;           &lt;span class="h1"&gt;Air out your camping gear!&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;           &lt;span class="body"&gt;Customers can begin lining up at IKEA Orlando at 9:00 AM on Monday morning, November 12, 2007 – in advance of our November 14 opening. We are going to be doing something special for everyone on opening morning so you do not have to be the first, second, or third customer in line* in order to share in the fun. Keep checking for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There will be no specific prize given to just the first, second, or third customer in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2461173112277784273?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2461173112277784273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2461173112277784273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2461173112277784273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2461173112277784273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/ikea_6297.html' title='IKEA'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-2336157577420498110</id><published>2007-09-14T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T07:54:25.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fish That Won't Die</title><content type='html'>Mr. Finley won't die!  For three years I have lived with this fish that is determined to out live me.  I have tried to kill him.  His water comes directly out of the tap.  I am horrible about cleaning his bowl.  He knows I don't want to take care of him, so he lives out of spite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW-he is a beta fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently thinking of many ways I can relate this to my personal life and the people around me.  I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; say that DETERMINATION is everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-2336157577420498110?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/2336157577420498110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=2336157577420498110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2336157577420498110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/2336157577420498110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/fish-that-wont-die.html' title='The Fish That Won&apos;t Die'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1969210540193456816</id><published>2007-09-11T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:52:02.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question?</title><content type='html'>Where did the souls of people in the old testament go to when they died?  I tried to look, but couldn't find anything.....I could understand anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.......I tried to go online and sign up to get my teaching certificate renewed.  I was blocked out and had a hard time signing up.  In the back of my mind, I felt God was saying stop!  I  really only want to go back to work to bring in more money for selfish reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there are seasons in our lives, where we are called to do certain things.  Right now, I need to focus on my little ones and husband.  Trust me there is enough to do around here, I would just rather pay someone to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think staying home is one of the hardest jobs, next to being a single mom, working, and raising children on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was watching Fox news and they had this story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="post clear"&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Christian pastors in the Leesburg area are organizing a ‘United March for Jesus’ in support of Danny Harvey. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As we reported on Fox 35 last month, Harvey said he was fired from his post as Chaplin at the Leesburg Regional Medical Center after 8 years because he said hospital officials asked him to stop using the word ‘Jesus’ in his prayers with patients, some of whom weren’t Christian. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Harvey said he refused and because of that the hospital relieved him from his post. Now led by reverend George Mulford, people from 30 churches will rally and march in support of Harvey this Saturday in Leesburg. Organizers said they are expecting ‘hundreds’ at the march which starts at 8 a.m. Saturday. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fox 35 wants to know; “Do you think this march is support of the fired Chaplin will make a difference?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Some one's response:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Harvey was fired because he did not obey the terms of his employment and ignored complaints of paying patients at the hospital. That's nothing to march about: it just seems like political showboating. Better 30 churches should band together and march out into the community to feed the hungry, give drink to the thirsty, clothe the naked, house the homeless, tend to the sick and visit the imprisoned on a regular basis, as Jesus taught in his Gospel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not that I am in totally agree, but it did get me to thinking about this person's last statement.  We are always so eager to attack and band together when we are hurt or mad,  but yet we often don't have the same passion when it comes to helping the needy.  I am guilty of thinking there are enough people in the world already doing this, why would they need my help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Amanda was telling me about a MOPS group that meets with mom's in prisons.  How awesome and what a great ministry!  I believe God has big plans for C3  doing great things in the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3757689390761277333-1969210540193456816?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1969210540193456816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1969210540193456816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1969210540193456816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1969210540193456816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/question.html' title='Question?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1129346426538020950</id><published>2007-09-10T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T15:37:05.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggin Monday's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have so far stayed away from the cold bug going around my house.  I also got my plug to work again, so I can blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so cool to see how many new faces have stepped up to the plate to serve at C3.  I am actually going to teach 2-3 graders during Power House.  I am excited.  I asked Monica if I get to be mean!  Tee-Hee.  I can be scary when I want!   No really, I am looking forward to working with kids again. Poor Caleb can't get rid of his 2nd grade teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't blog much about it before.  But it was weird being at my grandfather's funeral and seeing him  in the casket.  All I could think about....was his soul.  I can say he is more than likely not in Heaven and it makes me sad.  Your last breath is here on earth and your next in the worse place you can ever imagine.  Not that I want to use scare tactics to make someone become a believer, but it is a sad thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes think this is why some people have a hard time dealing with salvation, they don't want to think that their loves ones won't be in heaven with them when they die.  How do you get someone past this?  I have someone right now in my life that has a hard time dealing with this issue and would rather go to Hell than Heaven, if there loved one would not be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I have depressed myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for where I am in life and the people who surround me and lift me up!  I can't imagine living in this world without friends and family.  No matter how bad life gets, I always try to find something positive.  Without God, I don't think I could survive it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1129346426538020950?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1129346426538020950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1129346426538020950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1129346426538020950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1129346426538020950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/bloggin-mondays.html' title='Bloggin Monday&apos;s'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7351648763479359128</id><published>2007-09-09T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:11:59.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It is raining again!!!</title><content type='html'>My plug to my computer is broken again so I am at 51% until I make it to the Apple store.  There goes my $100 rebate from iphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog is sick again and I think the other dog has caught it.  Another $100!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washing machine is leaking water out the pipe because it shakes faster than it is supposed to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to look for a job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note......I really enjoyed Barry's message.  Maybe because I grew up in the same church as he did. I haven't been in service in three weeks.  I miss worshiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie and Byron get better. We missed you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog again when I get a new plug, percentages are dropping fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7351648763479359128?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7351648763479359128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7351648763479359128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7351648763479359128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7351648763479359128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-is-raining-again.html' title='It is raining again!!!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-4179062623396343419</id><published>2007-09-08T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:49:39.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean Plants</title><content type='html'>Who knew.   I brushed some of the beans outside because I was to lazy to sweep them up.  When I was outside last night, I noticed these strange "weeds"  growing in the ground next to the patio.  I am now a proud owner of bean plants.  Beans anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW-The beans are for the sand table I bought the kids.  Instead of sand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-4179062623396343419?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/4179062623396343419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=4179062623396343419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4179062623396343419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4179062623396343419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/bean-plants.html' title='Bean Plants'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5116859631746577363</id><published>2007-09-07T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T09:17:02.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel like I am living in an out of body experience.  Time flies by so fast.  The past two weeks or so have been blah for me.  Not anything anyone has done.....I've just lost some of my motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish my book, but can't seem to get back into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish Deuteronomy, have no interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My floors in the kitchen have needed to be mopped for three weeks, but I'd rather go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish painting my house, but I'd rather read blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have laundry, but I keep thinking it will magically do it itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to find my focus.  I've got to have better quiet times.  I need to be more honest with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5116859631746577363?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5116859631746577363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5116859631746577363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5116859631746577363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5116859631746577363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/honesty.html' title='Honesty'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-3926302359003800181</id><published>2007-09-05T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:42:27.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Worn Out!</title><content type='html'>I thought I would rest some while I was in Ohio.  Never even got a nap.  Got to eat lots of food and sugary deserts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather passed away in the front of the house, at 90, edging the driveway.  They think he had a massive stroke. The past year he had been really sick.   Below is a copy of his obituary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KELHOFFER&lt;/span&gt;, Howard C. "Ossie" Age 90 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Middletown&lt;/span&gt;, Ohio was born on December 2, 1916 in Hamilton, Ohio to parents Daniel and Mary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mistler&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kelhoffer&lt;/span&gt;. Howard lived many years in the West &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Elkton&lt;/span&gt; area and attended West &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Elkton&lt;/span&gt; Schools. He was retired from the Ohio Operating Engineer and was a 40-year member of the International Union of Operating Engineers. A United Sates Army Veteran of WWII, a life member of the American Legion Post #218 and D.A.V. of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Middletown&lt;/span&gt;. Howard enjoyed flying his own plane and was a past member of the former Warren County Flying club. He was a talented builder and built several houses in the area. He was also an avid gardener. A member of the Unity Church of Today. Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kelhoffer&lt;/span&gt; is survived by his wife Miriam of 63 years, two sons Lynn Howard (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cheryll&lt;/span&gt;) of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Middletown&lt;/span&gt;, David Earl (Scarlett) of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Springboro&lt;/span&gt;; four grandchildren, 7 great grandchildren and 4 step-grandchildren. He was preceded by an infant son, Gregory; sister Eleanor; and brothers Robert, Herbert, Newton. Funeral services will be held at 2:00 p.m. on Tuesday, September 4, 2007 at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lindloff&lt;/span&gt;- Zimmerman Funeral Home in Gratis, with Greg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wissman&lt;/span&gt; officiating. Burial will be at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Fairview&lt;/span&gt; Cemetery, Gratis. Friends may call at the funeral home on Tuesday from 1:00 to 2:00 p.m. donations may be made to the Unity Church of today, Monroe, Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad to leave my grandma.   She asked if I would sleep with her while I was there.  We stayed up all night talking.  I am glad I was able to make it up there on such short notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-3926302359003800181?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/3926302359003800181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=3926302359003800181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3926302359003800181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/3926302359003800181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/very-worn-out.html' title='Very Worn Out!'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-643968252163967203</id><published>2007-09-02T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T16:33:44.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Rush</title><content type='html'>My grandfather passed away last night, so I am in a hurry to get everything ready before I leave.  I have so many things to say, so look for more posts when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-643968252163967203?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/643968252163967203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=643968252163967203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/643968252163967203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/643968252163967203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/mad-rush.html' title='Mad Rush'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-8726152071022719057</id><published>2007-09-01T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T09:18:28.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Bleepin Crazy</title><content type='html'>That is what some lady yelled at me as I was walking to the gym in a shopping center.  She was turning the corner as I was walking....I saw her.  I assumed she would slow down since it was a shopping center.  Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this great idea to turn the water/sand table into a bean table, like at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaelyn's&lt;/span&gt; school.   I have done nothing but sweep beans for two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the gym, I forgot my card and wallet and had to turn around.   Once I left the gym I started heading home....forgetting I wanted Wendy's.  Went back, and no lie, waited 20 min.  Got home at  8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath has a new hobby of coloring on my floors and has decided he does not want to go to bed at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad today is a new day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-8726152071022719057?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/8726152071022719057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=8726152071022719057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8726152071022719057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/8726152071022719057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-bleepin-crazy.html' title='Am I Bleepin Crazy'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-338125208185914491</id><published>2007-08-31T07:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T07:53:47.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Click on Ward to Go.  My new camera is awesome.  Angie......we need to go on a picture taking field trip one day I don't have Heath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-338125208185914491?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/338125208185914491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=338125208185914491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/338125208185914491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/338125208185914491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7981718778221290047</id><published>2007-08-30T14:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:13:59.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thinkings</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to have to get a job to support my shopping addiction or stop shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't wait to use my Nikon.  Awesome sale at Target&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel Jeff and I are closer than ever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have no big plans for the holiday weekend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am volunteering for Power House this Sunday.  No dancing yet for me.  I am so white!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not going to take a nap today&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heath is going to Mom's Day Out next week, Tues and Thur are free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heath and I don't shop so well together, go figure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am keeping Brewer&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I secretly want to be a professional photographer ( mostly of nature )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am missing my annual Red Lobster Dinner with my friend Angela, because my kids are crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't wait to tailgate at the UCF game, I just like to tailgate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would eat lunch out everyday, I love lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wonder what it is like to have a six pack (ABS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a huge bucket of Avocados from the storm last week and I have no idea how to tell if they are ripe......sorry Amanda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where are the hurricanes?  Just a mild one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Keisha, if your reading this....let's do lunch!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my mommy too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shake and Bake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7981718778221290047?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7981718778221290047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7981718778221290047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7981718778221290047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7981718778221290047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/thursday-thinkings.html' title='Thursday Thinkings'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1475728825912147240</id><published>2007-08-29T07:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T07:43:43.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was able to get back into my book last night.  The last chapter I read was about loneliness.  I could relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so content living in my own little world.  I hate being put in new social situations.  I wish I could be myself from the get-go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I make connections with people if I don't come out of the house every once in a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been scared to make the first move.  I am not good at phone calls or  making friends in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use all the excuses I can think of.  But I think it all comes down to fear.  Life is short.....I must get over this.   Maybe there is a seminar out there-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapter also made a point to describe the loneliness of Hell.  I think of the worse suicidal thoughts, rock bottom loneliness , nobody loves me feelings.  Hell will feel this way 24/7.   That is a sickening feeling.   I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I let myself become so recluse sometimes?  I do need to get it through my thick skull, if I don't get out there.....someone might miss out on the free gift of salvation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to make connections and Forget the Fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1475728825912147240?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1475728825912147240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1475728825912147240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1475728825912147240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1475728825912147240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1128770960813892308</id><published>2007-08-28T16:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:45:35.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;IT'S SO HOT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....the birds have to use potholders to pull worms out of the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....the trees are whistling for the dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....the best parking place is determined by shade instead of distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....hot water now comes out of both taps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....you can make sun tea instantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....you learn that a seat belt buckle makes a pretty good branding iron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....the temperature drops below 95 F (35 C) and you feel a little chilly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; ....you discover that in July it only takes 2 fingers to steer your car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....you discover that you can get sunburned through your car window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....you actually burn your hand opening the car door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; ......you break into a sweat the instant you step outside at 7:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....your biggest bicycle wreck fear is, "What if I get knocked out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; and end up lying on the pavement and cook to death?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....you realize that asphalt has a liquid state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....the potatoes cook underground, so all you have to do is pull one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; out and add butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....the cows are giving evaporated milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; .....farmers are feeding their chickens crushed ice to keep them from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; laying boiled eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1128770960813892308?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1128770960813892308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1128770960813892308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1128770960813892308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1128770960813892308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/hot.html' title='Hot'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-975318281643983068</id><published>2007-08-28T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T08:58:51.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pen is Mightier than the Sword</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mondaymorninginsight.com/index.php/site/comments/when_people_get_under_your_skin/"&gt;Check this out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-975318281643983068?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/975318281643983068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=975318281643983068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/975318281643983068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/975318281643983068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/pen-is-mightier-than-sword.html' title='The Pen is Mightier than the Sword'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-6280327094712102657</id><published>2007-08-27T06:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T07:05:13.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate labels'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have so many thought running through my mind.  Especially since I haven't done a real blog lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really missed church on Sunday.  We had a ball with the kids in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Daytona&lt;/span&gt; for Heath's B-Day.   We stayed at the Sun Viking Lodge.  They had a 60 foot water slide.  It was fun to watch all of us go down it. I'll try to get pics up on the other site soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually think it was good for me to take a break.  I was able to reflect and search my heart and see where I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I thought it was a battle between which churches were the most God honoring and righteous.   Maybe it is because there are so many opinions out there.  And when you are on the Internet searching, you can read a lot of crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of my family members think I have gone of the deep end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really believe God has a place for all of us out there.  There are so many opportunities for God to use us and make differences in other's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;On to my other thought......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it feel like to know you could be 100% content if Jesus was the only one who loved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To experience true, pure joy.....I have to understand this.    Can I ever be this content?  I can say yes, but I know my human nature does not want me to believe this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later, got to get the rest of my thoughts together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-6280327094712102657?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/6280327094712102657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=6280327094712102657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6280327094712102657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/6280327094712102657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7122797712335070002</id><published>2007-08-26T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T20:56:03.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heath-Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/piOLbz_jacA"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/piOLbz_jacA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&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/3757689390761277333-7122797712335070002?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7122797712335070002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7122797712335070002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7122797712335070002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7122797712335070002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/heath-happy-birthday.html' title='Heath-Happy Birthday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-4287938682262579260</id><published>2007-08-23T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:31:28.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to say.   I think I am sad about the dog.  I feel guilty.  I will write again on Sun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-4287938682262579260?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/4287938682262579260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=4287938682262579260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4287938682262579260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4287938682262579260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7970333626092535492</id><published>2007-08-21T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:06:35.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>300 Profile Views</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today I mark 300 profile views.  Who  reads my crap anyways.....ha!  You got to love me.  By  the way, if you click you profile view without logging in, you can make yourself look popular.  I secretly do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7970333626092535492?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7970333626092535492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7970333626092535492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7970333626092535492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7970333626092535492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/300-profile-views.html' title='300 Profile Views'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-1100650480056006500</id><published>2007-08-21T16:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:03:00.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have decided I like to write in color and different fonts/sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to tell someone who used to go to our church how excited I am to be back at C3 and how I know 100% that this is where God wants me to serve. It felt so good not to be in a negative conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I took Heath to get his haircut.  Worst 15 min. of my life, no not really.  He screamed and threw a fit. I don't know how she cut his hair.  Next time he is going to get it buzzed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-1100650480056006500?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/1100650480056006500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=1100650480056006500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1100650480056006500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/1100650480056006500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/more.html' title='More'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-498565363732371752</id><published>2007-08-21T07:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:54:31.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Yeah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Why is hell a bad word or should I say sometimes used in colorful expression.  I've decided the word does not offend me.  I am glad I am not going there, but what made it a social no-no?  I am not going around saying it.......I just thought it was food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I guess I am just trying to understand where cuss words or colorful words came from.  I am sure every country has there own.  I might say something that I don't even know is offensive to someone else.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What if I say, "Oh, Dookie!"  Is it wrong because it is closely related to a four letter word.  Does society decide what words are cuss words or is there a list of words we should never say somewhere out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I've always wondered this, even has a small child.  How did cuss words get started and who decided they were offensive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-498565363732371752?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/498565363732371752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=498565363732371752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/498565363732371752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/498565363732371752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell Yeah?'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-4561762906952909506</id><published>2007-08-20T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T16:41:34.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Today was going so well, until I tried to make a phone call to the house payment people.  I have been paying extra online so that we will have enough when taxes are due.  I pay through our bank and it doesn't tell the mortgage co. to put it toward escrow.  I am afraid that we won't have enough when taxes are due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Then I went to make dinner and realized the chicken is over a week old.  There goes 10.00 down the drain.  So I am in a bad mood now.  I am writing so I will calm down and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;No one in my family is starving, sick, dying, afraid for their lives, etc.  I need to put my life in perspective and not make this into such a big deal.  I going to breathe and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;BTW-Kaelyn loved school.  I guess it is a good sign she wants to go back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-4561762906952909506?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/4561762906952909506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=4561762906952909506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4561762906952909506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/4561762906952909506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/relax.html' title='Relax'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-7130752843962031148</id><published>2007-08-20T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T11:56:38.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is just Heath and me.  We have never really been left just the two of us since he was a baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he is ready for potty training.  He went in the bathroom saying potty and then came out saying poop.  He had pooped in his pants.  Aren't these the signs?  I am really lazy, Potty Training makes me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to a nap.  I always like to fall asleep watching Days of Our Lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, this is a boring blog!  Talk with ya'll later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-7130752843962031148?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/7130752843962031148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=7130752843962031148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7130752843962031148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/7130752843962031148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/heath.html' title='Heath'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-909154098348805797</id><published>2007-08-20T06:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T07:09:14.083-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate labels'/><title type='text'>Sunday is My Funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I meant to blog last night, but never got to it!   The message brought on a lot of reflection for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I can be a negative person.  Trust me, I got it honest.  I can complain and be a whiner.  So when all the changes started happening at church, I found myself attracted to many negative conversations.  I was upset for a number of stupid reasons.  I was a tumor that could have easily turned into cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left church for a few months.  I was to emotional.  I couldn't focus or enjoy church without critiquing everything.  I questioned everything.  I thought my friends were part of a cult.  (not really, I just like the word cult). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a few weeks of alone time to get my act together and realize all my reasons were stupid and self serving.  My friends were a part of something amazing.  A church that was not about me and my needs.  A church who has a desire to make church for people who are unchurched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attitude has changed.  I look forward to church and experience true worship.  I don't criticize.   I question nothing.  I feel privileged to be a part of C3.  It feels so good not to be negative.  God has placed me where I need to serve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-909154098348805797?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/909154098348805797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=909154098348805797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/909154098348805797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/909154098348805797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-is-my-funday.html' title='Sunday is My Funday'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757689390761277333.post-5173740977228788407</id><published>2007-08-20T06:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T06:45:02.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Angie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought I would try to come up with a witty poem, but I got nothing.  Today is Angie's Birthday.  She is the wife of our pastor at C3.  I still remember the first time I met her.  It was at some type of open house.  Some lady was selling all kinds of different things for Christmas.   I remember how I liked her glasses and sense of style.  We probably said 5 words to each other.  Now she gets to listen to me all the time-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really got to know Angie at a women's retreat a few years ago.  Our room was connected and a bunch of us stayed up all night yapping.  She got to see the real me and all my "glory"!  I am pretty mouthy.  If you are around me long enough, you realize I can say some crazy things.  I have no idea what Angie thought of me, but she did talk to me again.  I was afraid I might of said something offensive with my big mouth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I think people are sometimes afraid to show their true colors to a pastor's wife.  Jeff was scared I was going to get us kicked out.  Angie saw me and all my glory and still kept me as her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been a rough one.  Not one I think any of us would want to relive.   I can't imagine how hard it must have been for Angie.  It takes a strong women to be a pastor's wife.  I am not sure how she survived, but she did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Angie for being  a role-model.  Thank you for allowing me to be myself around you.  I hope today is a good one for you.  Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3757689390761277333-5173740977228788407?l=ward1998.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/feeds/5173740977228788407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3757689390761277333&amp;postID=5173740977228788407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5173740977228788407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3757689390761277333/posts/default/5173740977228788407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ward1998.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-angie.html' title='Happy Birthday Angie'/><author><name>My Own Bandwagon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VpZt5cXVNd8/R46mYLEFjTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sukcKoY0fDI/S220/IMG_0208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
