<?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-5851172722249017947</id><updated>2011-07-28T10:24:34.281-05:00</updated><category term='Ruby Tuesday'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Romance'/><category term='Vintage Thingies Thursday'/><category term='Relatives'/><category term='Curves'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Friday Favorite Family Foto'/><category term='Blue Monday'/><category term='Pink Saturday'/><category term='Blogging Award'/><category term='Grand-dogs'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Mediterranean Cruise'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='vacation cruise'/><category term='Lawrence'/><category term='Grand-daughters'/><category term='Kellie'/><category term='Jennica'/><category term='House'/><category term='Stuff'/><category term='Alaska'/><category term='Ireland'/><title type='text'>Grandma Faith's Fabulous Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6564167458010761705</id><published>2010-05-13T17:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:51:22.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S-yCU3TRZQI/AAAAAAAABek/BIkiHZj_dQk/s1600/will+and+kell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470890942302086402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S-yCU3TRZQI/AAAAAAAABek/BIkiHZj_dQk/s200/will+and+kell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S-yCT-HOiZI/AAAAAAAABec/-PgAJsdQlak/s1600/will%27s+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470890926950746514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S-yCT-HOiZI/AAAAAAAABec/-PgAJsdQlak/s200/will%27s+fam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6564167458010761705?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6564167458010761705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6564167458010761705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6564167458010761705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6564167458010761705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/bobs-birthday-party.html' title='Bob&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S-yCU3TRZQI/AAAAAAAABek/BIkiHZj_dQk/s72-c/will+and+kell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1438871051018757854</id><published>2010-04-24T21:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:05:18.892-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><title type='text'>Abigail and Amelia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwHzDLDII/AAAAAAAABeU/dh8-FTygT08/s1600/Pandora%27s+Auction+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463904420939631746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwHzDLDII/AAAAAAAABeU/dh8-FTygT08/s200/Pandora%27s+Auction+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwHZQh2lI/AAAAAAAABeM/p-mdwd_d7kg/s1600/Pandora%27s+Auction+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463904414016330322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwHZQh2lI/AAAAAAAABeM/p-mdwd_d7kg/s200/Pandora%27s+Auction+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwHKAfb6I/AAAAAAAABeE/ZWwjSSnzcB0/s1600/grandbaby+sleepover+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463904409922531234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwHKAfb6I/AAAAAAAABeE/ZWwjSSnzcB0/s200/grandbaby+sleepover+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwGrzjhkI/AAAAAAAABd8/h7aWpa-UyMM/s1600/grandbaby+sleepover+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463904401815209538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwGrzjhkI/AAAAAAAABd8/h7aWpa-UyMM/s200/grandbaby+sleepover+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1438871051018757854?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1438871051018757854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1438871051018757854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1438871051018757854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1438871051018757854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2010/04/abigail-and-amelia.html' title='Abigail and Amelia'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/S9OwHzDLDII/AAAAAAAABeU/dh8-FTygT08/s72-c/Pandora%27s+Auction+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1841494985652260267</id><published>2009-11-03T21:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:42:10.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gray Family Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD3tuYAA1I/AAAAAAAABd0/9Prb9ILma7U/s1600-h/connor+and+becca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400088318132093778" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD3tuYAA1I/AAAAAAAABd0/9Prb9ILma7U/s200/connor+and+becca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Connor and Becca --2009 CHS Homecoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD3tXzhmhI/AAAAAAAABds/YHFrStEo8gk/s1600-h/cotillion+dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400088312073525778" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD3tXzhmhI/AAAAAAAABds/YHFrStEo8gk/s200/cotillion+dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Connor and Becca --Cotillion Dance, October 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD2rtEJsqI/AAAAAAAABdk/_mvRcnNclp0/s1600-h/daddy+tim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400087183909040802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD2rtEJsqI/AAAAAAAABdk/_mvRcnNclp0/s200/daddy+tim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the day Macie was born, March 27, 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD2rb_Xj-I/AAAAAAAABdc/-YlW595A06k/s1600-h/grays+on+med+cruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400087179325575138" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD2rb_Xj-I/AAAAAAAABdc/-YlW595A06k/s200/grays+on+med+cruise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken on the Mediterranean Cruise in the summer of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD2rGTrUxI/AAAAAAAABdU/leXptouAWEQ/s1600-h/grays+last+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400087173505176338" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD2rGTrUxI/AAAAAAAABdU/leXptouAWEQ/s200/grays+last+christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Christmas 2008 cruising to the Bahamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1841494985652260267?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1841494985652260267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1841494985652260267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1841494985652260267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1841494985652260267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/gray-family-memories.html' title='Gray Family Memories'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SvD3tuYAA1I/AAAAAAAABd0/9Prb9ILma7U/s72-c/connor+and+becca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3194479502841973985</id><published>2009-10-27T17:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:51:37.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Time in Maryland and Bermuda</title><content type='html'>We just returned from a wonderful vacation. We visited Bob's sister Lori, her husband Bob, their son Doug, his wife Sam, and their daughter Kathy, and her husband Pete. We also met their children and were able to visit our niece Theresa and her husband Larry and their children. sounds like a family reunion doesn't it? But that's not even half of Bob's family....that's just the ones in Maryland. We also went on a cruise from Baltimore to Bermuda, and it was a whole &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bunch of fun, too. Here are a few of the pictures---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4mb69u0I/AAAAAAAABcg/hTe2NaRo3nA/s1600-h/vacation+to+Bermuda+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397415280152263490" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4mb69u0I/AAAAAAAABcg/hTe2NaRo3nA/s200/vacation+to+Bermuda+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4l6f9GTI/AAAAAAAABcY/3qmIdqZ013w/s1600-h/vacation+to+Bermuda+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397415271180605746" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4l6f9GTI/AAAAAAAABcY/3qmIdqZ013w/s200/vacation+to+Bermuda+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4m4uJP2I/AAAAAAAABco/IjoY2Hkqmp8/s1600-h/vacation+to+Bermuda+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397415287883120482" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4m4uJP2I/AAAAAAAABco/IjoY2Hkqmp8/s200/vacation+to+Bermuda+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4nL7-Q2I/AAAAAAAABcw/QVQ1JRc8_Og/s1600-h/vacation+to+Bermuda+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397415293041394530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4nL7-Q2I/AAAAAAAABcw/QVQ1JRc8_Og/s200/vacation+to+Bermuda+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3194479502841973985?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3194479502841973985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3194479502841973985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3194479502841973985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3194479502841973985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-time-in-maryland-and-bermuda.html' title='Great Time in Maryland and Bermuda'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sud4mb69u0I/AAAAAAAABcg/hTe2NaRo3nA/s72-c/vacation+to+Bermuda+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-634867422110669856</id><published>2009-08-18T12:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:23:37.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation cruise'/><title type='text'>Nickelodeon Family Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort4xTRsXI/AAAAAAAABbw/-TAVuHXeyjc/s1600-h/nick+cruise+263.JPG"&gt;We had a great time on board the Freedom of the Seas, Royal Caribbean's largest ship. We sailed from Cape Canaveral on Sunday, August 9, and returned on August 16. Here are some pictures we took on the cruise.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv5cX-cAI/AAAAAAAABcI/Coz0bZiyres/s1600-h/sp+bob+pat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371369275741073410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv5cX-cAI/AAAAAAAABcI/Coz0bZiyres/s200/sp+bob+pat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv4m9uxJI/AAAAAAAABcA/H2TjFMCiY9s/s1600-h/nick+cruise+361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371369261403915410" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv4m9uxJI/AAAAAAAABcA/H2TjFMCiY9s/s200/nick+cruise+361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort3DQZoaI/AAAAAAAABbY/vp5uW8YqvmM/s1600-h/nick+cruise+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371367035615420834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort3DQZoaI/AAAAAAAABbY/vp5uW8YqvmM/s200/nick+cruise+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv5xPT2_I/AAAAAAAABcQ/-vCTm1IC1Mw/s1600-h/otis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371369281341873138" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv5xPT2_I/AAAAAAAABcQ/-vCTm1IC1Mw/s200/otis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort3uYOY3I/AAAAAAAABbg/34H0_w0st7A/s1600-h/law+and+sponge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371367047190963058" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort3uYOY3I/AAAAAAAABbg/34H0_w0st7A/s200/law+and+sponge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a butterfly house in St. Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371367065155383666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort4xTRsXI/AAAAAAAABbw/-TAVuHXeyjc/s200/nick+cruise+263.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors3LafaKI/AAAAAAAABa4/mdM6KPZtyNA/s1600-h/st+thomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371365938293598370" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors3LafaKI/AAAAAAAABa4/mdM6KPZtyNA/s200/st+thomas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv3wiykhI/AAAAAAAABb4/iOR8oLonIRM/s1600-h/nick+cruise+235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371369246795403794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv3wiykhI/AAAAAAAABb4/iOR8oLonIRM/s200/nick+cruise+235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors43ylYzI/AAAAAAAABbQ/fLS6-q5WhDY/s1600-h/colton+and+macie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371365967385682738" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors43ylYzI/AAAAAAAABbQ/fLS6-q5WhDY/s200/colton+and+macie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors3mtglwI/AAAAAAAABbA/Nuh1bl3ZLzA/s1600-h/san+juan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371365945621124866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors3mtglwI/AAAAAAAABbA/Nuh1bl3ZLzA/s200/san+juan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors4fmKKGI/AAAAAAAABbI/2iRUP9_qHCg/s1600-h/kel+and+mace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371365960891115618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sors4fmKKGI/AAAAAAAABbI/2iRUP9_qHCg/s200/kel+and+mace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort4cOZEJI/AAAAAAAABbo/_lXxfFkMhZo/s1600-h/nick+cruise+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371367059497750674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sort4cOZEJI/AAAAAAAABbo/_lXxfFkMhZo/s200/nick+cruise+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-634867422110669856?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/634867422110669856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=634867422110669856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/634867422110669856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/634867422110669856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/nickelodeon-family-cruise.html' title='Nickelodeon Family Cruise'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/Sorv5cX-cAI/AAAAAAAABcI/Coz0bZiyres/s72-c/sp+bob+pat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5600028014424680628</id><published>2009-01-19T08:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:06:45.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  BLUE Bayou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292822023635278482" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPhloIlGpI/AAAAAAAABZY/vSOPDbqvZlI/s200/bluebird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Blue Monday! Link on the Bluebird to join in Smiling Sally's Blue Monday Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPffXZAG-I/AAAAAAAABZQ/F48qSi9LrRg/s1600-h/smokey+and+oodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292819717038283746" style="WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPffXZAG-I/AAAAAAAABZQ/F48qSi9LrRg/s400/smokey+and+oodie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here is a photo of Smokey and Oodie standing by the beautiful BLUE bayou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can imagine they are discussing whether or not to go for a swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPffIgM3VI/AAAAAAAABZI/rcsst71wa48/s1600-h/smokey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292819713041947986" style="WIDTH: 438px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPffIgM3VI/AAAAAAAABZI/rcsst71wa48/s400/smokey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Smokey the Laborador Retriever doesn't hesitate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPfeSwbBwI/AAAAAAAABZA/Yq7RJI18pI8/s1600-h/oodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292819698614470402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPfeSwbBwI/AAAAAAAABZA/Yq7RJI18pI8/s400/oodie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but Oodie the Golden Doodle wimps out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5600028014424680628?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5600028014424680628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5600028014424680628' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5600028014424680628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5600028014424680628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2009/01/blue-monday-blue-bayou.html' title='Blue Monday:  BLUE Bayou'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SXPhloIlGpI/AAAAAAAABZY/vSOPDbqvZlI/s72-c/bluebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8475592598594278212</id><published>2008-12-15T16:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:11:48.826-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>"Jingle Cowjingle"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbfD4UAsYI/AAAAAAAABXU/rNfHSnbZi2A/s1600-h/jingle+bell+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280152870887403906" style="WIDTH: 528px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbfD4UAsYI/AAAAAAAABXU/rNfHSnbZi2A/s400/jingle+bell+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jingle Cowjingle All The Way"&lt;/strong&gt; is here from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade &lt;/a&gt;(San Antonio, Texas, 2003)&lt;/em&gt; to help me finish packing my bags.  Thirty-seven friends and family members are heading to Jacksonville to board the Carnival &lt;em&gt;Fascination&lt;/em&gt; for a cruise to the Bahamas.  It's going to be soooo much fun, but I have to get our clothes together and into a suitcase by Wednesday, or the sleigh is going to leave without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbfEJchwbI/AAAAAAAABXc/1jjTRAcI3zI/s1600-h/santa+1956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280152875486527922" style="WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbfEJchwbI/AAAAAAAABXc/1jjTRAcI3zI/s400/santa+1956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbfETfVRnI/AAAAAAAABXk/eLWhmCj7vb4/s1600-h/christmas+1957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280152878182647410" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbfETfVRnI/AAAAAAAABXk/eLWhmCj7vb4/s400/christmas+1957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Here are some more vintage pictures.  That's my little brother, Frank, and me with Santa back in 1955.  The other picture was Christmas morning in 1956.  Oh, I remember baby dolls who needed their bottles.  I see her buggy there by the tree.  Frank always loved his army men.  He was crazy about that football helmet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Precious Memories....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/5851172722249017947-8475592598594278212?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8475592598594278212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8475592598594278212' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8475592598594278212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8475592598594278212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-cowjingle.html' title='&quot;Jingle Cowjingle&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbfD4UAsYI/AAAAAAAABXU/rNfHSnbZi2A/s72-c/jingle+bell+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6003379818012676902</id><published>2008-12-15T16:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:48:09.814-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Moodolph the Reindeer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbc5HPu1CI/AAAAAAAABXM/x4WW_bWYWxU/s1600-h/moodolph.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280150486894171170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbc5HPu1CI/AAAAAAAABXM/x4WW_bWYWxU/s400/moodolph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Moodolph"&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade &lt;/a&gt;(Houston, Texas, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; is here to wish everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Very Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbc47lB84I/AAAAAAAABXE/IFKTaCO8b2M/s1600-h/abigail,santa2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280150483762279298" style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbc47lB84I/AAAAAAAABXE/IFKTaCO8b2M/s400/abigail,santa2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is my grand daughter Abigail in 2004 when she was just one year old.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6003379818012676902?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6003379818012676902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6003379818012676902' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6003379818012676902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6003379818012676902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/12/moodolph-reindeer.html' title='Moodolph the Reindeer'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUbc5HPu1CI/AAAAAAAABXM/x4WW_bWYWxU/s72-c/moodolph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5013090847805796047</id><published>2008-12-15T01:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:11:24.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Beyond Belief</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVhl3i-3oI/AAAAAAAABWU/D2G-IJugJCQ/s1600-h/bluebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279733441355505282" style="WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVhl3i-3oI/AAAAAAAABWU/D2G-IJugJCQ/s400/bluebird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVhlak-gzI/AAAAAAAABWM/nXCRIhDXR_w/s1600-h/hamilton+jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279733433579242290" style="WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVhlak-gzI/AAAAAAAABWM/nXCRIhDXR_w/s400/hamilton+jersey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our favorite little bluebird is here to wish one and all a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Blue Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. You can visit &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally &lt;/a&gt;on her blog and find the list of all the wonderful bloggers who are participating today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The BLUE baseball jersey you see here today belongs to Josh Hamilton who plays for the Texas Rangers. I don't know much about baseball, but I won this book in a giveaway on Sally's blog not long ago, and I am now a Josh Hamilton fan. I wanted the book for my grandson, but I decided to read it first. I am so glad I did. Josh's story is truly inspiring. It touched my heart and soul. It was really a wake up call for me. We must keep praying for our children and grandchildren. It's a tough world, full of tough decisions, and you should never underestimate the importance of a grandmother in a child's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVf3G4-5iI/AAAAAAAABWE/BYyaJQsUBeI/s1600-h/book+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279731538508834338" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVf3G4-5iI/AAAAAAAABWE/BYyaJQsUBeI/s400/book+cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I googled Josh and found out he has been in the national news recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279738803896035378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVmeAkRqDI/AAAAAAAABWc/uRzcNE_EzC8/s400/bush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WASHINGTON (AP)—December 11, 2008--President George W. Bush highlighted his eight-year record in reducing drug use, reflected in a White House gathering with law enforcement, religious leaders and one of baseball’s most famous comeback stories— recovering addict and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/teams/tex/;_ylt=Av7gM7LYKfMu955DDgxEcoSyubYF"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Texas Rangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; slugger &lt;strong&gt;Josh Hamilton&lt;/strong&gt;.The president didn’t discuss his personal experiences, but Hamilton did.&lt;br /&gt;The 27-year-old outfielder was out of baseball for three years as he battled addictions to cocaine and alcohol, wasting $100,000 on drugs in six weeks. He made it to the major leagues in 2007 and joined the Rangers—a team Bush once co-owned—last December. This past season, &lt;strong&gt;Hamilton&lt;/strong&gt; led the American League with 130 RBIs and hit .304 with 32 home runs. At the All-Star Home Run Derby at Yankee Stadium in July, he belted 13 straight homers.&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;strong&gt;amilton&lt;/strong&gt; said Thursday he shared some of his story of drug use and the road back.&lt;br /&gt;“I told how much easier it is for me to stay clean because I’m held accountable at such a higher level,” said &lt;strong&gt;Hamilton&lt;/strong&gt;, who argued that the greater concern is an individual in an everyday job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Blue Monday, everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you, Smiling Sally, for all you do to make &lt;em&gt;Bloggerland&lt;/em&gt; a happy place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5013090847805796047?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5013090847805796047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5013090847805796047' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5013090847805796047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5013090847805796047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-favorite-little-bluebird-is-here-to.html' title='Blue Monday:  Beyond Belief'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUVhl3i-3oI/AAAAAAAABWU/D2G-IJugJCQ/s72-c/bluebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5093828811005956531</id><published>2008-12-14T16:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:39:58.085-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Here Comes Santa Cow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUWI8K0FU3I/AAAAAAAABWk/ruzUhbygCKI/s1600-h/santa+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279776705438110578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUWI8K0FU3I/AAAAAAAABWk/ruzUhbygCKI/s400/santa+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here comes Santa Cow, here comes Santa Cow, right down Cow Parade lane! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, Kansas City, 2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUWI8b6se8I/AAAAAAAABWs/RlXO1fF4UvY/s1600-h/kellie,santa1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279776710029245378" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUWI8b6se8I/AAAAAAAABWs/RlXO1fF4UvY/s400/kellie,santa1974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUWI9CWGtII/AAAAAAAABW8/4OcPLFbhBKs/s1600-h/lawrence,santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279776720344757378" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUWI9CWGtII/AAAAAAAABW8/4OcPLFbhBKs/s400/lawrence,santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My daughter Kellie, only two months old, pictured here with Santa in 1974. Then there's my son Lawrence, about five years old, with Santa in 1982. Don't you just love these precious old Christmas pictures? Sweet memories! Merry Christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5093828811005956531?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5093828811005956531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5093828811005956531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5093828811005956531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5093828811005956531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-comes-santa-cow.html' title='Here Comes Santa Cow!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUWI8K0FU3I/AAAAAAAABWk/ruzUhbygCKI/s72-c/santa+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6636546331964729943</id><published>2008-12-12T05:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:44:08.525-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Favorite Family Foto'/><title type='text'>Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Ho! Ho! Ho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is Friday, so it's time to post a favorite family photo. You can visit &lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deborah&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pictures, Pots, and Pens &lt;/a&gt;to see who's on the list for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278677166995359810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUGg6m65SEI/AAAAAAAABVs/-XGsQR1XtPY/s400/friday+foto.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Father Cowristmas" from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt; (West Hartford, Conneticut, 2003)&lt;/em&gt; is the cow of the day for this Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278680443330906290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUGj5UOKSLI/AAAAAAAABV0/ZSe6HXvZ21w/s400/father+cowristmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This sweet cow is here to present an adorable baby picture of little ole ME. This vintage photo was taken in 1952 when I had just turned two years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278680449961960482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUGj5s7IJCI/AAAAAAAABV8/n_wVYvStsKU/s400/faith,santa+1952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a happy, fun-filled Friday! Love, Faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6636546331964729943?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6636546331964729943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6636546331964729943' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6636546331964729943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6636546331964729943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-favorite-family-foto-ho-ho-ho.html' title='Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Ho! Ho! Ho!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SUGg6m65SEI/AAAAAAAABVs/-XGsQR1XtPY/s72-c/friday+foto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6481004963808230709</id><published>2008-12-08T01:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:19:00.307-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Dolphins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrYkI0RImI/AAAAAAAABVc/qMi-6R8UUdQ/s1600-h/bluebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276769462322690514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrZ3lNfedI/AAAAAAAABVk/-bnmXb2N_MI/s400/bluebird.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here is &lt;strong&gt;"The Elusive Sea Cow"&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade &lt;/a&gt;(2004, Harrisbourg, Pennsylvania)&lt;/em&gt; to celebrate &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;. Smiling Sally sponsors &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday &lt;/a&gt;every week on her blog and you are welcome to join the fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrYkI0RImI/AAAAAAAABVc/qMi-6R8UUdQ/s1600-h/bluebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759070891475378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrQauHOgbI/AAAAAAAABUs/cwALPX7k3OI/s400/elusive+sea+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;These stained glass creations hang in the front window of our house. Bob brought them back from Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrRL8dJk7I/AAAAAAAABVM/7B9tvsiE2nU/s1600-h/front+window+stained+glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759916555113394" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrRL8dJk7I/AAAAAAAABVM/7B9tvsiE2nU/s400/front+window+stained+glass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will see these beautiful dolpins in our family room. The mother and father stand on the end table and the three children hang on the wall over the computer. These sweet dolphins are carved from wood and they are stained a beautiful shade of blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrQsvxLqwI/AAAAAAAABU0/XgoEUBijMvk/s1600-h/dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759380573530882" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 413px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrQsvxLqwI/AAAAAAAABU0/XgoEUBijMvk/s400/dolphins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrQs8TZBhI/AAAAAAAABU8/VUBc3haGgDQ/s1600-h/wall+dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276759383938237970" style="WIDTH: 448px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrQs8TZBhI/AAAAAAAABU8/VUBc3haGgDQ/s400/wall+dolphins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;To conclude this dolphin presentation for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;, I bring you this picture of me being kissed by a dolphin named Regina. This happened on a dolphin encounter in Cozumel, Mexico, a couple of years ago. Needless to say, I had a fabulous time on this excursion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276765160275680754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrV9K1jnfI/AAAAAAAABVU/1OuPRQgQdPE/s400/dolphin+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6481004963808230709?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6481004963808230709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6481004963808230709' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6481004963808230709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6481004963808230709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/12/blue-monday-dolphins.html' title='Blue Monday:  Dolphins'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/STrZ3lNfedI/AAAAAAAABVk/-bnmXb2N_MI/s72-c/bluebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5661490615167188581</id><published>2008-11-25T13:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:07:27.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for stopping by my blog, but I'm not here right now!  I have been meeting myself coming and going lately, and I'm not sure where I am right now.  Rest assured I'm alive and well, and if the Good Lord's willing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the creek doesn't rise, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be back soon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5661490615167188581?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5661490615167188581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5661490615167188581' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5661490615167188581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5661490615167188581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-be-back.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Back!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5422642427306050727</id><published>2008-11-17T04:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:20:58.862-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Chicago Tiffany Art Glass Dome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269389352853637922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SSChsrARCyI/AAAAAAAABUc/k-rOdGPlR3g/s400/bluebird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's time for &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday &lt;/a&gt;hosted by &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally&lt;/a&gt;. She extends her cordial welcome to one and all to join in and post your happy blues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here are some more pictures I took on my fun trip to Chicago. Imagine how happy I was to see this beautiful &lt;strong&gt;BLUE&lt;/strong&gt; ceiling in the Chicago Cultural Center. This awesome building was once a library, and it is definitely worth visiting when you go to Chicago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SSCg9AEr1tI/AAAAAAAABUU/nLGUBlaguDE/s1600-h/PB070058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269388533875594962" style="WIDTH: 461px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SSCg9AEr1tI/AAAAAAAABUU/nLGUBlaguDE/s400/PB070058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's the largest Tiffany art glass dome in the whole wide world!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SSCg8CWl-KI/AAAAAAAABUM/_Nxe9WUR6cA/s1600-h/PB070051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269388517307709602" style="WIDTH: 509px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SSCg8CWl-KI/AAAAAAAABUM/_Nxe9WUR6cA/s400/PB070051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269394374260942770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 470px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SSCmQ9ND57I/AAAAAAAABUk/ABJUPzwvFZY/s400/PB070052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you want to read more about this dome link&lt;a href="http://egov.cityofchicago.org/city/webportal/portalContentItemAction.do?BV_SessionID=@@@@0115667949.1226876030@@@@&amp;amp;BV_EngineID=ccccadefjlggmkecefecelldffhdfhm.0&amp;amp;contentOID=536997455&amp;amp;contenTypeName=COC_EDITORIAL&amp;amp;topChannelName=SubAgency&amp;amp;channelId=0&amp;amp;entityName=Cultural+Center&amp;amp;deptMainCategoryOID=0&amp;amp;blockName=Cultural+Center%2FI+Want+To"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5422642427306050727?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5422642427306050727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5422642427306050727' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5422642427306050727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5422642427306050727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/blue-monday-chicago-tiffany-art-glass.html' title='Blue Monday:  Chicago Tiffany Art Glass Dome'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SSChsrARCyI/AAAAAAAABUc/k-rOdGPlR3g/s72-c/bluebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-353515219151765970</id><published>2008-11-15T02:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:40:40.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Pink Saturday:  Chicago Pinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268614783735984850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3hO0L0ctI/AAAAAAAABTU/0F6C8fEYLI4/s400/pink+sat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's time for &lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;Pink Saturday&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can see all the Pink participants by linking over to Beverly's Blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;How Sweet the Sound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My friends and I spent all Saturday afternoon enjoying the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago. There is so much to see and do there. I was excited about this lovely gown because it had PINK in it, and it is also amazing. I wouldn't want to wear it, but it was interesting to find out about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3iJLHrXMI/AAAAAAAABTs/Nw_wBeUZick/s1600-h/designer+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268615786325040322" style="WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3iJLHrXMI/AAAAAAAABTs/Nw_wBeUZick/s400/designer+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3iIuNX3OI/AAAAAAAABTk/47kAjITspR0/s1600-h/explain+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268615778564300002" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3iIuNX3OI/AAAAAAAABTk/47kAjITspR0/s400/explain+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3iIcVo_II/AAAAAAAABTc/CZs3UKLqEpw/s1600-h/light+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268615773767138434" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3iIcVo_II/AAAAAAAABTc/CZs3UKLqEpw/s400/light+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Monday afternoon we visited the Navy Pier. This place is also something to see. There is a beautiful indoor garden called Crystal Garden that is amazing. It rivals the gardens at the Animal Kingdom in Disney World, and it's all inside. Among all the trees and bushes and fountains, I found some pretty PINK flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3k1r_e2uI/AAAAAAAABT0/qbW_K2dorco/s1600-h/navy+pier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268618750086535906" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3k1r_e2uI/AAAAAAAABT0/qbW_K2dorco/s400/navy+pier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3k2GxczYI/AAAAAAAABT8/Jfv4vRFZEh8/s1600-h/chi+gardens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268618757275438466" style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3k2GxczYI/AAAAAAAABT8/Jfv4vRFZEh8/s400/chi+gardens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3k2tVRPAI/AAAAAAAABUE/JQlbTU0lkuo/s1600-h/chi+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268618767626222594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3k2tVRPAI/AAAAAAAABUE/JQlbTU0lkuo/s400/chi+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5851172722249017947-353515219151765970?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/353515219151765970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=353515219151765970' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/353515219151765970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/353515219151765970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/pink-saturday-chicago-pinks.html' title='Pink Saturday:  Chicago Pinks'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SR3hO0L0ctI/AAAAAAAABTU/0F6C8fEYLI4/s72-c/pink+sat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5075535989988198994</id><published>2008-11-14T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:31.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Favorite Family Foto'/><title type='text'>Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Bob in Kilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268250951490150866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyWU_cvIdI/AAAAAAAABTE/2fL0mFSfYUs/s400/friday+foto.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to Friday Favorite Family Foto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I have for your viewing pleasure, a magnificent photo of my darling husband, Bob, all dressed up in a kilt. He actually went to work dressed like this on Halloween, October 31, 2008. Everyone gave him high points for his bravery. He makes me think of ....&lt;em&gt;Braveheart&lt;/em&gt;.....he is soooo handsome in his kilt!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268253173075598066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyYWTf-2vI/AAAAAAAABTM/qDv4za9vDLE/s400/bob+in+kilt+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You can visit the other people participating in Friday Favorite Family Foto Fun by linking here:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pictures, Pots, Pens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5075535989988198994?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5075535989988198994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5075535989988198994' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5075535989988198994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5075535989988198994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-favorite-family-foto-bob-in-kilt.html' title='Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Bob in Kilt'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyWU_cvIdI/AAAAAAAABTE/2fL0mFSfYUs/s72-c/friday+foto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1960003156857299376</id><published>2008-11-14T01:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:14:42.624-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Chicago's Billy Goat Tavern</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kellishouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a good time last week with my friends in Chicago. I do have some pictures and the very first video I have ever downloaded to show you. (If you enjoy reading about this experience, you can go back a little way and see more of the trip to Chicago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIniS-yGI/AAAAAAAABSc/eDGY8LJr93M/s1600-h/goat+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268235876919330914" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIniS-yGI/AAAAAAAABSc/eDGY8LJr93M/s400/goat+door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIoriyLHI/AAAAAAAABS0/R6vQXQHTorM/s1600-h/girls+in+goat+hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268235896581401714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIoriyLHI/AAAAAAAABS0/R6vQXQHTorM/s400/girls+in+goat+hats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here we are in the awesome paper hats we received when we butted in to the Billy Goat Tavern in Chicago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3d13a0e9392d89e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3d13a0e9392d89e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882829%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D656BF2D97BB2370377B8F4BE439FA320EC47F6.1D012A42FA7451E49A611E8E1917D180B5349A52%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3d13a0e9392d89e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDpJQDGvpPA18LkDBSg2_tx60UeU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3d13a0e9392d89e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882829%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D656BF2D97BB2370377B8F4BE439FA320EC47F6.1D012A42FA7451E49A611E8E1917D180B5349A52%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3d13a0e9392d89e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDpJQDGvpPA18LkDBSg2_tx60UeU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIoUeza8I/AAAAAAAABSs/E-ax_gzLChA/s1600-h/cheezborger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268235890390690754" style="WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIoUeza8I/AAAAAAAABSs/E-ax_gzLChA/s400/cheezborger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the video I took in this famous establishment. (If you want to watch the short video, please put Frank Sinatra's beautiful singing on pause for a jiffy.) The tavern is on lower Michigan Avenue, and it is worth finding. We had cheeseburgers, chips, and cokes there for lunch on Sunday. We were reminded of the Saturday Night Live Skit starring John Belushi that put this colorful tavern on the map. If you're ever in Chicago, look it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIoMByKGI/AAAAAAAABSk/IUuW3D1xW1s/s1600-h/Billy+Goat+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268235888121489506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIoMByKGI/AAAAAAAABSk/IUuW3D1xW1s/s400/Billy+Goat+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1960003156857299376?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e3d13a0e9392d89e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1960003156857299376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1960003156857299376' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1960003156857299376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1960003156857299376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/show-and-tell-fridays-chicagos-billy.html' title='Chicago&apos;s Billy Goat Tavern'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRyIniS-yGI/AAAAAAAABSc/eDGY8LJr93M/s72-c/goat+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-2636457796782804804</id><published>2008-11-13T06:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:07:59.778-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Thingies Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Harry From Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267937485670279378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt5O4RXaNI/AAAAAAAABSM/MFDM3f_THQA/s400/vvintage_thursday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Welcome to Vintage Thingies Thursday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On our recent visit to &lt;strong&gt;Chicago&lt;/strong&gt; my girlfriends and I met a wonderful gentleman by the name of&lt;strong&gt; Harry&lt;/strong&gt;. He has been selling his famous hot dogs at 300 W. Randolph Street since 1955. We actually ate breakfast at Harry's on Monday, November 10, 2008. The food was delicious and the experience was unforgetable. Harry is certainly &lt;em&gt;"VINTAGE."&lt;/em&gt; On his next birthday, March 15, 2009, he will be &lt;strong&gt;100 years old&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2CP-bMdI/AAAAAAAABRs/EG9IB4lzwjs/s1600-h/harrys+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267933970160103890" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2CP-bMdI/AAAAAAAABRs/EG9IB4lzwjs/s400/harrys+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2Cq-t9dI/AAAAAAAABR0/NTjsBYhKtSQ/s1600-h/harry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267933977409091026" style="WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2Cq-t9dI/AAAAAAAABR0/NTjsBYhKtSQ/s400/harry1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2EIc7YTI/AAAAAAAABSE/MXVFG66Vim4/s1600-h/harry3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267934002500297010" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2EIc7YTI/AAAAAAAABSE/MXVFG66Vim4/s400/harry3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2DQXliHI/AAAAAAAABR8/Y2K8iF80yZc/s1600-h/harry2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267933987445508210" style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt2DQXliHI/AAAAAAAABR8/Y2K8iF80yZc/s400/harry2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope I'll be as happy and healthy as Harry when I am 99 years old. It seems he has found meaning and purpose in his life. He spoke lovingly of his family, and the way he talked you could tell he has lived a rich, full life. The smile on his face shows he wanted us to feel welcome in his restaurant and his city! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Now go check out the other participants in Vintage Thingies Thursday!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; We're thinking about vintage cars, so I found this old picture of my brother and me back in 1967, on top of my first car, a Chevy Corvair.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267972244452962034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRuY2G08bvI/AAAAAAAABSU/bGQUGz-o_9w/s400/corvair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-2636457796782804804?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2636457796782804804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=2636457796782804804' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2636457796782804804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2636457796782804804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/vintage-thingies-thursday-harry-from.html' title='Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Harry From Chicago'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRt5O4RXaNI/AAAAAAAABSM/MFDM3f_THQA/s72-c/vvintage_thursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6326691080977809899</id><published>2008-11-12T10:03:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:56:31.156-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Fun In CHICAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Friday, Nov. 7, 2008, Kathy, Faith, Dawn, and Peggy left sunny Florida and traveled to Chicago. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nyla&lt;/span&gt; joined us from her home in Iowa. We had a wonderful time seeing the sights and visiting with one another. We stayed at the Allegro Hotel right in the theater district. We rode city trains and buses all over the place. Here you see a sign from the Chicago Theater and a good shot of us waiting for the subway train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRr-wurI5CI/AAAAAAAABQ8/3FhPk_SzNp0/s1600-h/chicago+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267802827279361058" style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRr-wurI5CI/AAAAAAAABQ8/3FhPk_SzNp0/s400/chicago+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRr-xfUS77I/AAAAAAAABRE/37eYl0dwvoo/s1600-h/chicago+subway.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267802840336887730" style="WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRr-xfUS77I/AAAAAAAABRE/37eYl0dwvoo/s400/chicago+subway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, you know I was looking for this cow left over from the famous Chicago Cow Parade in 1999. Chicago was the first city in the United States to host the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Cow Parade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRr-wW5J4JI/AAAAAAAABQ0/DN5xszxvcIQ/s1600-h/chicago+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267802820895694994" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRr-wW5J4JI/AAAAAAAABQ0/DN5xszxvcIQ/s400/chicago+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRsAShsh3tI/AAAAAAAABRU/XNNolKT8TNs/s1600-h/cow+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267804507422711506" style="WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRsAShsh3tI/AAAAAAAABRU/XNNolKT8TNs/s400/cow+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were happy to see there were still some trees covered with beautiful fall leaves in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Millennium&lt;/span&gt; Park. That fabulous sculpture is called &lt;em&gt;Cloud Gate&lt;/em&gt;. I was tickled to see the buildings reflected on the sculpture in this picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRsCjL4OtBI/AAAAAAAABRc/4oiuCOJSxwE/s1600-h/chicago+trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267806992647238674" style="WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRsCjL4OtBI/AAAAAAAABRc/4oiuCOJSxwE/s400/chicago+trees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRsCjSScweI/AAAAAAAABRk/RwGHC6OlrIE/s1600-h/cloud+gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267806994367824354" style="WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRsCjSScweI/AAAAAAAABRk/RwGHC6OlrIE/s400/cloud+gate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We returned home on Tuesday, Nov. 11. I had a fabulous time with my friends, and I took a bunch of pictures. I'll be sharing them on future blogs. In my opinion, Chicago is a very friendly city, and a great place to visit. I definitely want to go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6326691080977809899?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6326691080977809899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6326691080977809899' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6326691080977809899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6326691080977809899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-in-chicago.html' title='Fun In CHICAGO'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SRr-wurI5CI/AAAAAAAABQ8/3FhPk_SzNp0/s72-c/chicago+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-905901132070306707</id><published>2008-11-02T19:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:33:55.829-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Fun at the Pond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264266771348878082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5uvL0kcwI/AAAAAAAABQc/9xOf80_qr50/s400/bluebird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's Time To Play &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Meet &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally &lt;/a&gt;and her friends by clicking on the Blue Jay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5U5J1J1kI/AAAAAAAABQM/FKC1uZ7DIDI/s1600-h/bob+and+abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264238355310827074" style="WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5U5J1J1kI/AAAAAAAABQM/FKC1uZ7DIDI/s400/bob+and+abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Saturday Bob and I went to my cousins' fish pond in Alabama with Will and Gina and their girls, Abigail and Amelia. Everyone had a wonderful time fishing and playing and eating and napping and visiting. It was a fabulous day of family fun. Here are some beautiful pictures with lots of &lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt; sky and some fairly &lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt; pond water. You can also see some of my wonderful relatives dressed in &lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt; jeans, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5U5avlaoI/AAAAAAAABQU/xQISjYpFBvU/s1600-h/will+and+amelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264238359850871426" style="WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5U5avlaoI/AAAAAAAABQU/xQISjYpFBvU/s400/will+and+amelia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5U4dDTVsI/AAAAAAAABQE/2hzuLr6yoQA/s1600-h/julie+and+mason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264238343290574530" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5U4dDTVsI/AAAAAAAABQE/2hzuLr6yoQA/s400/julie+and+mason.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264238331068273874" style="WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5U3vhR1NI/AAAAAAAABP0/nTRPgubfw3g/s400/tj+and+michele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5wsKLXPFI/AAAAAAAABQs/cFQIULyi914/s1600-h/bob+and+mike+sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264268918391258194" style="WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5wsKLXPFI/AAAAAAAABQs/cFQIULyi914/s400/bob+and+mike+sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Join in &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt; fun by visiting &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally's blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-905901132070306707?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/905901132070306707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=905901132070306707' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/905901132070306707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/905901132070306707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/11/blue-monday-fun-at-pond.html' title='Blue Monday:  Fun at the Pond'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQ5uvL0kcwI/AAAAAAAABQc/9xOf80_qr50/s72-c/bluebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3214369441242722559</id><published>2008-10-31T14:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:01:09.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Favorite Family Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263301261472563842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQsAnHPwAoI/AAAAAAAABPs/GCr8IO7udUk/s400/friday+foto.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Welcome to  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday Favorite Family Foto!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  You can enjoy all of today's participants by linking on the cute picture up above.  That takes you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deborah's blog, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures, Pots, and Pens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIybZ_KlI/AAAAAAAABOs/FMTZG-6F39Y/s1600-h/witch+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263028776979081810" style="WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIybZ_KlI/AAAAAAAABOs/FMTZG-6F39Y/s400/witch+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIzJ_vzZI/AAAAAAAABO0/tIllmu5Z2qc/s1600-h/skeleton+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263028789485489554" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIzJ_vzZI/AAAAAAAABO0/tIllmu5Z2qc/s400/skeleton+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Udderly Wicked Witch" &lt;em&gt;(Wizard of Oz Collection, Kansas City, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; and "Miss Fiesta Bones Bovine" &lt;em&gt;(San Antonio, 2003)&lt;/em&gt; are here from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to wish everyone a Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I am celebrating past Halloween's with pictures from the family scrapbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;First, Kellie as Cookie Monster, Lawrence as Big Bird, and William as Oscar the Grouch. Robinhood was a neighbor back in about 1980. Next, you see Connor with the witch decoration in 1994. How about the photo of Bob and Dan when they won the underwater pumpkin carving contest in 1995.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoLwzkwGRI/AAAAAAAABPc/xwjgN3qnrAA/s1600-h/kel+law+will+halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263032047641827602" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoLwzkwGRI/AAAAAAAABPc/xwjgN3qnrAA/s400/kel+law+will+halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIzksccjI/AAAAAAAABPE/xTbXEV8CxXA/s1600-h/connor+and+witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263028796652286514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIzksccjI/AAAAAAAABPE/xTbXEV8CxXA/s400/connor+and+witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoLxi1Xp5I/AAAAAAAABPk/hXcFJVfBM1M/s1600-h/DanPumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263032060327995282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoLxi1Xp5I/AAAAAAAABPk/hXcFJVfBM1M/s400/DanPumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then we see Tim and Lawrence dressed up for the Haunted House in about 2001. Finally Jennica and John are going to a Halloween Party in 2006. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIz9N_bXI/AAAAAAAABPM/BTbjP4Rtwxk/s1600-h/scary+tim+law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263028803235442034" style="WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIz9N_bXI/AAAAAAAABPM/BTbjP4Rtwxk/s400/scary+tim+law.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoJrZ4ks5I/AAAAAAAABPU/GZM4B6W6B6k/s1600-h/scary+jenn+and+john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263029755823043474" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoJrZ4ks5I/AAAAAAAABPU/GZM4B6W6B6k/s400/scary+jenn+and+john.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hope you enjoyed our walk down Halloween Memory Lane.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIzbVkKAI/AAAAAAAABO8/9Qwx6rsxNiw/s1600-h/disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263028794140403714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQoIzbVkKAI/AAAAAAAABO8/9Qwx6rsxNiw/s400/disney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/5851172722249017947-3214369441242722559?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3214369441242722559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3214369441242722559' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3214369441242722559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3214369441242722559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQsAnHPwAoI/AAAAAAAABPs/GCr8IO7udUk/s72-c/friday+foto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1299290536109591250</id><published>2008-10-29T13:55:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:23:00.719-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>I've Been BOO-ED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQiyC8NopMI/AAAAAAAABOc/VhSIPrbJykU/s1600-h/happy%2Bhalloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262651928175224002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQiyC8NopMI/AAAAAAAABOc/VhSIPrbJykU/s400/happy%2Bhalloween.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been BOO-ED!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shimmymom.blogspot.com/2008/10/youve-been-boo-ed.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shimmy Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; gave these instructions: Here is how the Blogging Boo will go. Go to as many friends as you want and tell them they've been "B00-ED." Have them link back to your blog to pick up their Halloween Treat (picture) and tell them to Boo their friends. (Then put the picture in your side bar so everyone knows that you've already been "boo-ed and to send the picture to someone else.) Have a great Halloween everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://judicreations.wordpress.com/"&gt;Judi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for sharing this Halloween fun with me. Now when you read this you can pass it along to your blogging buddies, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;FUN, FUN, FUN, FUN, FUN, FUN, FUN, FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1299290536109591250?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1299290536109591250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1299290536109591250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1299290536109591250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1299290536109591250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-boo-ed.html' title='I&apos;ve Been BOO-ED!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQiyC8NopMI/AAAAAAAABOc/VhSIPrbJykU/s72-c/happy%2Bhalloween.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3910264316296641071</id><published>2008-10-26T12:20:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:48:11.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Fun For Pompei</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSoJqaOhuI/AAAAAAAABN0/TsplCxyG3SQ/s1600-h/scarecrow+with+pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261515148632164066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSoJqaOhuI/AAAAAAAABN0/TsplCxyG3SQ/s400/scarecrow+with+pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the spirit of the season, I carried " Scarecrow" from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade's&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wizard of Oz collection (Kansas City, Missouri, 2001)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; over to Kathy and Bill's house yesterday to be in a picture with their pumpkin . The cutest little party poodle named Pompei lives with Kathy and Bill. I just had to take some pictures of this wonderful canine heart throb with the pumpkin, too. Isn't he something?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSoAnfOikI/AAAAAAAABNs/93sPIUNZGhA/s1600-h/what+is+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261514993229007426" style="WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSoAnfOikI/AAAAAAAABNs/93sPIUNZGhA/s400/what+is+it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSqsQl-yJI/AAAAAAAABN8/ZjO8WxhG-34/s1600-h/can+it+jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261517942020819090" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSqsQl-yJI/AAAAAAAABN8/ZjO8WxhG-34/s400/can+it+jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pompei must be thinking, "What is this thing? Is it good to eat? Can it jump and run with me? What do they want me to do with it anyway? Oh, well, I'll just stand here beside it; that seems to make them happy. Who knows why?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSnxLijHHI/AAAAAAAABNc/kl50Og1Bdz0/s1600-h/pretty+pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261514728028707954" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSnxLijHHI/AAAAAAAABNc/kl50Og1Bdz0/s400/pretty+pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSn4d8iJWI/AAAAAAAABNk/aajCOfn2q7Q/s1600-h/is+it+good+to+eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261514853228619106" style="WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSn4d8iJWI/AAAAAAAABNk/aajCOfn2q7Q/s400/is+it+good+to+eat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have A Beautiful Fall Sunday, Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3910264316296641071?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3910264316296641071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3910264316296641071' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3910264316296641071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3910264316296641071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-fun-for-pompei.html' title='Pumpkin Fun For Pompei'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQSoJqaOhuI/AAAAAAAABN0/TsplCxyG3SQ/s72-c/scarecrow+with+pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5475808745222705841</id><published>2008-10-25T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:45:34.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Pink Saturday:  Disney World</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's time to play &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;Pink Saturday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381771915426866" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQChWdH1fDI/AAAAAAAABMM/gCKOHnMvmIk/s400/pink+sat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQChWcUGFdI/AAAAAAAABMU/4lwzVsfX1fI/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381771698410962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQChWcUGFdI/AAAAAAAABMU/4lwzVsfX1fI/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was in Walt Disney World in Orlando, Florida last week with my family, and I kept my eyes peeled for PINK. You may now feast your eyes on these PINKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg7A6kfwI/AAAAAAAABLs/K_nR7PVJfqY/s1600-h/pink+condo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381300487126786" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg7A6kfwI/AAAAAAAABLs/K_nR7PVJfqY/s400/pink+condo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg7SChOhI/AAAAAAAABL0/dId3dXfcck0/s1600-h/pink+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381305083869714" style="WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg7SChOhI/AAAAAAAABL0/dId3dXfcck0/s400/pink+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We stayed at Mike Ditka's Runaway Beach Resort, and don't you just know, my condo was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The other three condos for our big group were green, yellow, and blue. This beautiful tree was blooming just for me. I have no idea what kind of tree it was, but it sure was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg8FxNTjI/AAAAAAAABME/xFNsURyPQzk/s1600-h/pink+flamingoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381318969904690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg8FxNTjI/AAAAAAAABME/xFNsURyPQzk/s400/pink+flamingoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These flamingoes were in Animal Kingdom. I think they need more shrimp to eat, so they could be a darker shade of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The jelly fish are not real, thank goodness, but they were very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They were in the Finding Nemo ride at the Sea in EPCOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg74DUf6I/AAAAAAAABL8/iSjRm-KUujw/s1600-h/pink+jelly+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381315287777186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQCg74DUf6I/AAAAAAAABL8/iSjRm-KUujw/s400/pink+jelly+fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all had a wonderful time, and I just can't wait to go back. There is so much to see and do in Orlando. I wish we could move there for a couple of years and be on vacation all the time. Alas, this kind of fun cost money. Maybe Bob could get a job working for Disney. Nevermind, Bob said, "NO!" Everyone, take care and have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Pink Saturday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;You can link to Beverly at "How Sweet the Sound" right here to join in the FUN!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5475808745222705841?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5475808745222705841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5475808745222705841' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5475808745222705841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5475808745222705841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/pink-saturday-disney-world.html' title='Pink Saturday:  Disney World'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQChWdH1fDI/AAAAAAAABMM/gCKOHnMvmIk/s72-c/pink+sat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-2626677547524802832</id><published>2008-10-24T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:42:59.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Favorite Family Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Family at Disney World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP_aAeVWmgI/AAAAAAAABLE/t2Wq2PPYYzY/s1600-h/family+foto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260162591469509122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 416px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP_aAeVWmgI/AAAAAAAABLE/t2Wq2PPYYzY/s400/family+foto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Welcome to my contribution for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friday Favorite Family Foto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We were on vacation just last week, so this photo is hot off the digital camera. I managed to round up all the members of the family for this shot. We all had a wonderful time in Disney World, and tons of pictures were taken. You know how I am, though, I needed at least one shot of the whole group together for the blog. Thanks everybody...Now SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;You can find a list of other bloggers participating in &lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friday Favorite Family Foto&lt;/a&gt; on Deborah's blog&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt; "Pictures, Pot, and Pens."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-2626677547524802832?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2626677547524802832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=2626677547524802832' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2626677547524802832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2626677547524802832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-favorite-family-foto-family-at.html' title='Friday Favorite Family Foto:  Family at Disney World'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP_aAeVWmgI/AAAAAAAABLE/t2Wq2PPYYzY/s72-c/family+foto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4260054249611847483</id><published>2008-10-24T01:43:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:33:49.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Old Brass Lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kellishouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGWUjTpiI/AAAAAAAABMk/gGnoZs1vm74/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260422451544958498" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGWUjTpiI/AAAAAAAABMk/gGnoZs1vm74/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGW1NOfGI/AAAAAAAABMs/VsM_yR2bcuE/s1600-h/computer+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260422460310715490" style="WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGW1NOfGI/AAAAAAAABMs/VsM_yR2bcuE/s400/computer+wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGX0cgy9I/AAAAAAAABM8/gZvqOqcTrhg/s1600-h/lamp+bottom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260422477286263762" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGX0cgy9I/AAAAAAAABM8/gZvqOqcTrhg/s400/lamp+bottom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the computer corner in my family room. If you look up in the top left corner, on the rack, you will see a big round brass ball. I think it is very pretty, but I also think it is special because of how I came to have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In its first life, it was a lamp. Someone donated it to the Waterfront Mission thrift store, and I bought it. I removed all the lamp wiring first. Then, Bob actually let me use his metal cutting saw to cut off the top. I thought I was going to have a brass bowl, but when the top came off it fell down inside the bottom. Voila, I have a beautiful brass ball on a stand. I was so tickled with myself for creating this fine brass decorating thingie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDPyF-YGZI/AAAAAAAABNE/qS4nDNX2dG0/s1600-h/back+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260432824272951698" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDPyF-YGZI/AAAAAAAABNE/qS4nDNX2dG0/s400/back+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDPyr1VhzI/AAAAAAAABNM/i-ArgZMAkXs/s1600-h/comes+apart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260432834435581746" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDPyr1VhzI/AAAAAAAABNM/i-ArgZMAkXs/s400/comes+apart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDPzOiJdAI/AAAAAAAABNU/9J0Bm0YkV1g/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260432843750339586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDPzOiJdAI/AAAAAAAABNU/9J0Bm0YkV1g/s400/thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGXSEY_dI/AAAAAAAABM0/hWeijtNY2qw/s1600-h/up+close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260422468058283474" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGXSEY_dI/AAAAAAAABM0/hWeijtNY2qw/s400/up+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My love affair with brass and copper started when Bob wanted the stainless steel shelves for our electronics. I decided to use a metal decorating scheme in order to blend them in. It's easy to find second hand brass and copper, so I can be pretty picky. Now I'm all about Metallica decor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've managed to accumulate a bunch of the shiny stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4260054249611847483?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4260054249611847483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4260054249611847483' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4260054249611847483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4260054249611847483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/show-and-tell-friday-old-brass-lamp.html' title='Old Brass Lamp'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SQDGWUjTpiI/AAAAAAAABMk/gGnoZs1vm74/s72-c/pink-for-october.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7686565638865218406</id><published>2008-10-23T02:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:23:02.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kellie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q1p1C8FI/AAAAAAAABIs/fBHnDrySTnw/s1600-h/angelicow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259688516065095762" style="CURSOR: hand" height="352" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q1p1C8FI/AAAAAAAABIs/fBHnDrySTnw/s400/angelicow.jpg" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q2USpdwI/AAAAAAAABJE/_lxRvreYMi4/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259688527463544578" style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 436px" height="419" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q2USpdwI/AAAAAAAABJE/_lxRvreYMi4/s400/angel.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;"AngeliCow" from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade (West Orange, New Jersey, 2001)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is here to bring &lt;strong&gt;Heavenly Birthday Wishes to my precious angel daughter, Kellie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q2HFK1AI/AAAAAAAABI0/s0sL25DO9kc/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259688523917349890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q2HFK1AI/AAAAAAAABI0/s0sL25DO9kc/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q2Hj2ugI/AAAAAAAABI8/L6m4P_klZ8o/s1600-h/day+born.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259688524046055938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q2Hj2ugI/AAAAAAAABI8/L6m4P_klZ8o/s400/day+born.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will never forget the afternoon you were born on October 23, 1974. Your father Larry and I were so excited to welcome our little girl to the family! Then, when you were only about one month old we took the first picture of our four generations together. That's you with me, and  my mother, Grace, and her mother, Addie Lee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4sw4nKCaI/AAAAAAAABJM/0FfthLaOz_w/s1600-h/Untitled-Scanned-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259690633157282210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4sw4nKCaI/AAAAAAAABJM/0FfthLaOz_w/s400/Untitled-Scanned-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time seemed to fly by! Your brothers came along. You have always been so sweet to both of them. One day you were a little angel in your kindergarten Christmas play, and the next day you were a grown-up young woman graduating from high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4sxH9foJI/AAAAAAAABJU/j-DGpHy8dMg/s1600-h/with+baby+Lawrence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259690637277503634" style="CURSOR: hand" height="385" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4sxH9foJI/AAAAAAAABJU/j-DGpHy8dMg/s400/with+baby+Lawrence.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4sxdShKSI/AAAAAAAABJc/nJNIkdbASLs/s1600-h/glam+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259690643002829090" style="CURSOR: hand" height="388" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4sxdShKSI/AAAAAAAABJc/nJNIkdbASLs/s400/glam+shot.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Tim came along and we all fell in love with him and his children, Tony and Nicole. Next thing I knew my daughter was the mother of four wonderful children. We don't get to see Tony and Nicole as much as we would like to, but we know they are making their way in the world out in Montana. This family picture was taken back in about 1999 when they were here for a visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4sxdShKSI/AAAAAAAABJc/nJNIkdbASLs/s1600-h/glam+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4vYy-nGII/AAAAAAAABJk/xJ96xQj1UMw/s1600-h/with+tim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259693517863065730" style="WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" height="319" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4vYy-nGII/AAAAAAAABJk/xJ96xQj1UMw/s400/with+tim.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4vZRnsb1I/AAAAAAAABJs/TC52Pnb3kQ4/s1600-h/family+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259693526088445778" style="CURSOR: hand" height="387" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4vZRnsb1I/AAAAAAAABJs/TC52Pnb3kQ4/s400/family+photo.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, here you are with your half grown babies goofing around at Disney World last week. How did they get so big, so fast? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260192051403956322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP_0zRJEIGI/AAAAAAAABLM/zub99HS28NY/s400/disney+trip+etc+184.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dearest Kellie, you know how much I love you, and how proud I am of you. You are my best friend. You mean so much to so many people. You are surely an angel sent from heaven above. Thank you for being the daughter, the sister, the mother, and the friend you are to all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7686565638865218406?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7686565638865218406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7686565638865218406' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7686565638865218406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7686565638865218406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-kellie.html' title='Happy Birthday Kellie'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP4q1p1C8FI/AAAAAAAABIs/fBHnDrySTnw/s72-c/angelicow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8559613904904195986</id><published>2008-10-23T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:51:34.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Thingies Thursday'/><title type='text'>Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Antique Cupboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260014478305591458" style="CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9TTJzRAKI/AAAAAAAABJ8/CxdfiNnY2uY/s400/vvintage_thursday.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260014487248567010" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="235" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9TTrHb-uI/AAAAAAAABKE/OBzQSY9W-QA/s400/abby+brush+hair.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9TSyFXpcI/AAAAAAAABJ0/XiZk3-qzsno/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260014471939073474" style="CURSOR: hand" height="43" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9TSyFXpcI/AAAAAAAABJ0/XiZk3-qzsno/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hope this Thursday finds everyone well and happy. If you want to join the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Thingie Thursday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;fun just click on the button and you'll be magically carried to &lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Confessions of an Apron Queen."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;She's our most excellent host for this event. Don't be shy, but don't go until you've visited me for a few minutes. I'm so glad to get to share my blog with you. Also, I have included a sweet picture of my grand daugher, Abigail, with my pink hairbrush for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. I am sure you all join me in hoping breast cancer will be a thing of the past before she ever has to worry about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now here's my feature presentation for &lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Thingie Thursday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9VpSfVJ7I/AAAAAAAABKU/UZWcPQubBdM/s1600-h/cupboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260017057618274226" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px" height="407" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9VpSfVJ7I/AAAAAAAABKU/UZWcPQubBdM/s400/cupboard.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's a cupboard from back when cabinets were not built into kitchens. ( I'll guess it's from the early 1900's.) My parents gave it to my husband Bob when they sold their house in Florida several years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9Vp0xl-CI/AAAAAAAABKc/u9-0_uOq0wM/s1600-h/open+cupboard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260017066821679138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9Vp0xl-CI/AAAAAAAABKc/u9-0_uOq0wM/s400/open+cupboard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9VqUuk6-I/AAAAAAAABKk/vLrC9RWjYuY/s1600-h/sifter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260017075398962146" style="CURSOR: hand" height="386" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9VqUuk6-I/AAAAAAAABKk/vLrC9RWjYuY/s400/sifter.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Here it is with the top opened up. You can see we store mostly DVD's in there. It has a flour sifter in the left side. I'll bet it still works, but I've never tried it. It's in our TV room over by the bathroom door. In this picture you can see a picture of our grandson Connor when he was four years old. The photographer was doing a photo shoot at an old school house. She asked Connor to play in the dirt and stand on the porch with the baseball and bat. The picture won awards and hung in our mall for a while. Of course, Grandma Faith had to have a copy. I think it looks wonderful over by the antique cupboard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9VopvxtQI/AAAAAAAABKM/3AIK-6ruNGk/s1600-h/cupboard+baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260017046681400578" style="WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9VopvxtQI/AAAAAAAABKM/3AIK-6ruNGk/s400/cupboard+baseball.jpg" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9Vqs5MlTI/AAAAAAAABKs/iC-e2E0Iuf0/s1600-h/baseball+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260017081885955378" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" height="380" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9Vqs5MlTI/AAAAAAAABKs/iC-e2E0Iuf0/s400/baseball+picture.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-8559613904904195986?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8559613904904195986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8559613904904195986' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8559613904904195986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8559613904904195986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/vintage-thingies-thursday-antique.html' title='Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Antique Cupboard'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP9TTJzRAKI/AAAAAAAABJ8/CxdfiNnY2uY/s72-c/vvintage_thursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5104336041048973589</id><published>2008-10-22T15:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:22:14.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging Award'/><title type='text'>Blogger Award:  To Show God's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP-LbFbMNAI/AAAAAAAABK0/QOQcn75XUuo/s1600-h/Barbara_faithful_servant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260076187220980738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP-LbFbMNAI/AAAAAAAABK0/QOQcn75XUuo/s400/Barbara_faithful_servant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally&lt;/a&gt; has graciously offered this blogger award to her commentors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was given to her by Barbara at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://barbarah.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stray Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is what Barbara wrote to Sally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I thank you for being a faithful servant and being obedient to the upward calling every time you share a piece of His heart living out in you! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray that you will share this award with others who have touched your heart by sowing seeds of love into your life! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They will know we are His by how we love one another!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is what Smiling Sally wrote about the award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will place it on my sidebar with appreciation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would like to pass it on to you if you comment here and are someone who shares His love."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am very happy to place this award on my blog, and if you would like to accept it for your blog, then please do so. God Bless Us All, Each and Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5104336041048973589?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5104336041048973589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5104336041048973589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5104336041048973589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5104336041048973589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogger-award-to-show-gods-love.html' title='Blogger Award:  To Show God&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP-LbFbMNAI/AAAAAAAABK0/QOQcn75XUuo/s72-c/Barbara_faithful_servant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-722374320310696518</id><published>2008-10-21T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:19:26.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruby Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday:  Bobbing for Apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438436295165778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP1HZGFox1I/AAAAAAAABIc/JuERJLoHnoI/s400/Ruby-gemstone_copy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's time to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ruby Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;, and this week we're showing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red for Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you want to join in the fun, just click the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ruby Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;picture and it will take you where you want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;For Ruby Tuesday this week I am happy to present this wonderful snapshot of &lt;strong&gt;Bobbing for Apples&lt;/strong&gt;. No Halloween party would be complete without this exciting game. The handsome young redhead with his head in the big red bowl is my little buddy Colton.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259441011993745314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="361" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP1JvBUCF6I/AAAAAAAABIk/BkdHSU7T4uM/s400/bobbing+for+apples.jpg" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-722374320310696518?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/722374320310696518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=722374320310696518' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/722374320310696518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/722374320310696518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/ruby-tuesday-bobbing-for-apples.html' title='Ruby Tuesday:  Bobbing for Apples'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SP1HZGFox1I/AAAAAAAABIc/JuERJLoHnoI/s72-c/Ruby-gemstone_copy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-2761829408865568150</id><published>2008-10-20T08:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:19:55.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Donald Duck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259221733404113234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyCTU6Q-VI/AAAAAAAABG0/UG_3nSFoby0/s400/blue+jay" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm back, and I'm happy to be here with all my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; friends.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is hosted by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and you can find plenty of wonderful&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; posts over on her &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyCT09TUjI/AAAAAAAABG8/MviderSLcyY/s1600-h/donald+duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259221742006784562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="413" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyCT09TUjI/AAAAAAAABG8/MviderSLcyY/s400/donald+duck.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We all had a blast on our visit to Walt Disney World.  Here I am with Donald Duck.  Lucky for me, he was wearing his beautiful &lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt; jacket.  I'm so glad we could be here together for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259221754088261666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyCUh9wCCI/AAAAAAAABHM/zTEx7LAzZds/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I haven't forgotten about posting pink for October.  We're doing this to remind us all about breast cancer awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyCUVnDfRI/AAAAAAAABHE/VeuOaiiWjyg/s1600-h/brochures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259221750771842322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="357" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyCUVnDfRI/AAAAAAAABHE/VeuOaiiWjyg/s400/brochures.jpg" width="275" 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/5851172722249017947-2761829408865568150?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2761829408865568150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=2761829408865568150' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2761829408865568150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2761829408865568150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/blue-monday-donald-duck.html' title='Blue Monday:  Donald Duck'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyCTU6Q-VI/AAAAAAAABG0/UG_3nSFoby0/s72-c/blue+jay' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-269657721549574682</id><published>2008-10-20T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:20:28.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mamaw!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygyzaXC4I/AAAAAAAABIM/kkl8c3jfF_w/s1600-h/me+and+mamaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259255259516570498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygyzaXC4I/AAAAAAAABIM/kkl8c3jfF_w/s400/me+and+mamaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is my mother's birthday. She was born on October 20, 1926, so she is 82 years old today. Her name is Grace, and she is a wonderful person. She has always been and continues to be a dynamic individual! I just wish I could tell you everything there is to know about her, but it would take too long for one blog post. Now that I am a grandmother, I realize how important it is to tell your grandchildren about their "people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygxQsfIMI/AAAAAAAABH8/AS1G5Sc_098/s1600-h/younger+mamaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259255233017487554" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px" height="379" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygxQsfIMI/AAAAAAAABH8/AS1G5Sc_098/s400/younger+mamaw.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygyUg6s3I/AAAAAAAABIE/ZDxiKLrWA6g/s1600-h/young+mamaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259255251222573938" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px" height="383" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygyUg6s3I/AAAAAAAABIE/ZDxiKLrWA6g/s400/young+mamaw.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, trust me, I'm going to be getting more information from my mother while she is still here on earth to tell me. I'm just lucky she has a good memory. The hard part will be that she is very humble about her accomplishments. I have selected a few pictures that I hope you will find interesting and entertaining to help me celebrate my mother's birthday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was about 11 years old in the first picture, so about 1937. Mamaw has lots of stories about growing up during the depression. The next one was taken back when I was a little girl in the early 50's. Mama was always very busy with her family, teaching school, and continuing to go to school herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygwX5YifI/AAAAAAAABH0/mMYgpmJgpl8/s1600-h/mamaw+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259255217770760690" style="WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" height="361" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygwX5YifI/AAAAAAAABH0/mMYgpmJgpl8/s400/mamaw+grad.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture is in 1968, when Mamaw received her Master's Degree. She went on to earn her Doctorate from Florida State University in 1979. She's not just beautiful, she's also real smart! I added the last picture because I remember how excited Mama was to meet Captain Kangaroo. She was at Notre Dame University for a conference and he was there, too. &lt;em&gt;(If you don't know who this is you can google him and find out all about one of my favorite television characters as a little girl.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyg6qWuMLI/AAAAAAAABIU/WHWeqHJ7Avc/s1600-h/capt+kangaroo.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259255394524344498" style="WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" height="312" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPyg6qWuMLI/AAAAAAAABIU/WHWeqHJ7Avc/s400/capt+kangaroo.jpg" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God Bless You, Mama. We all love you so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-269657721549574682?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/269657721549574682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=269657721549574682' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/269657721549574682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/269657721549574682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-mamaw.html' title='Happy Birthday Mamaw!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPygyzaXC4I/AAAAAAAABIM/kkl8c3jfF_w/s72-c/me+and+mamaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-9198763999629314409</id><published>2008-10-13T21:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:44:05.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Disneyworld, Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPQGyoHbGyI/AAAAAAAABGk/jNFAW6sqYtE/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256834131879992098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPQGyoHbGyI/AAAAAAAABGk/jNFAW6sqYtE/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Remember,  October is Breast Cancer Awareness month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPQGlPOu5SI/AAAAAAAABGc/Ihivo0oJ9CA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256833901861463330" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="154" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPQGlPOu5SI/AAAAAAAABGc/Ihivo0oJ9CA/s400/images.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just get to blog long enough to say I'm going to be tied up for a few days with Mickey Mouse and his pals in the Magic Kingdom. We've rounded up all nine grandkids for this wonderful expedition. Don't worry, we will have some adult supervision. There will be twenty of us all together. Man, oh man, I'm going to have a blast. I'll be back posting as soon as I get home and regain my strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-9198763999629314409?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9198763999629314409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=9198763999629314409' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/9198763999629314409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/9198763999629314409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/disneyworld-here-we-come.html' title='Disneyworld, Here We Come!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SPQGyoHbGyI/AAAAAAAABGk/jNFAW6sqYtE/s72-c/pink-for-october.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5156350113163612391</id><published>2008-10-13T18:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:23:04.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging Award'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Award from Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Welcome to my Fabulous Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First, let's take a moment and remember Breast Cancer Awareness Month. I have joined with many other health conscious bloggers posting pink for October.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYSdizwI/AAAAAAAABGM/S9o2vCiqZJM/s1600-h/breast+cancer+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932623786168066" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" height="377" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYSdizwI/AAAAAAAABGM/S9o2vCiqZJM/s400/breast+cancer+cake.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYKfn9EI/AAAAAAAABF8/3zfdC0vZ4gI/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932621647410242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYKfn9EI/AAAAAAAABF8/3zfdC0vZ4gI/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, for some serious excitement! I am tickled pink to have received this beautiful award from Kim! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYLWhdvI/AAAAAAAABGE/-TDfvqydPEA/s1600-h/Award_GOLD_CREDIT_CARD_AWARD%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932621877671666" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="109" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYLWhdvI/AAAAAAAABGE/-TDfvqydPEA/s400/Award_GOLD_CREDIT_CARD_AWARD%5B1%5D.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kim has a lovely blog she started in September and she's been posting on Blue Monday and Pink Saturday. I know you would enjoy meeting her and visiting her blog, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://shabbypinkandpretty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shabby, Pink and Pretty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award comes with the following rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You may choose five people/blogs to give the award to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Four have to be dedicated followers of your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One has to be a new follower of your blog or live in another part of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To share in the generosity and spirit of giving, I am in turn presenting this Gold Card to the following recipients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://judicreations.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Judi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetnothingsbj.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://keepingupwithjohnandangel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://felisol.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Felisol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please stop by and visit them at their blogs to say hello and find out what is going on in their world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The prettiest little cow figurines in the world are here to show their appreciation for this sweet award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYnoNNdI/AAAAAAAABGU/-ejl9fhciIg/s1600-h/cows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932629468034514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYnoNNdI/AAAAAAAABGU/-ejl9fhciIg/s400/cows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5156350113163612391?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5156350113163612391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5156350113163612391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5156350113163612391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5156350113163612391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-award-from-kim.html' title='Wonderful Award from Kim'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO1FYSdizwI/AAAAAAAABGM/S9o2vCiqZJM/s72-c/breast+cancer+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5714997491408505687</id><published>2008-10-09T05:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:16:14.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Sixth Birthday, Colton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Dear Colton! Happy Birthday to you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02XkmzbTI/AAAAAAAABEk/IyUb3iWl7Tk/s1600-h/balloon+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916118802558258" style="CURSOR: hand" height="280" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02XkmzbTI/AAAAAAAABEk/IyUb3iWl7Tk/s400/balloon+cow.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02XyUYjGI/AAAAAAAABE0/afHM-M6SJWQ/s1600-h/colton+with+balloon+on+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916122483395682" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px" height="361" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02XyUYjGI/AAAAAAAABE0/afHM-M6SJWQ/s400/colton+with+balloon+on+head.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Party Cow" from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade (New York City, 2001)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is here to help wish Colton a Very Happy Sixth Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had such a good time looking through all the family pictures. I have so many happy memories of times we have all shared. I know Colton was too little to remember the Cow Parade in Atlanta in 2003, but I know he enjoys visiting the cows in the cupboards at my house. I'm sure he does remember the Mediterranean Cruise we went on and all the fun we had winning the "Ship on a Stick."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02YX-ndhI/AAAAAAAABFE/r92SkPtrzuI/s1600-h/colton+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916132592645650" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px" height="386" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02YX-ndhI/AAAAAAAABFE/r92SkPtrzuI/s400/colton+and+me.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02X5DG9VI/AAAAAAAABEs/ZeSJ_2SmQws/s1600-h/carousel+atlanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916124289987922" style="WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px" height="338" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02X5DG9VI/AAAAAAAABEs/ZeSJ_2SmQws/s400/carousel+atlanta.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll always remember the good time we had visiting Yellowstone National Park. Colton looks so spooky with all that steam from the geyser. How about that time we cut off his head at the Science Center in Mobile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03YdPJ41I/AAAAAAAABFU/BaZH51th4yk/s1600-h/geysers+in+Yellowstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254917233515815762" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px" height="373" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03YdPJ41I/AAAAAAAABFU/BaZH51th4yk/s400/geysers+in+Yellowstone.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03YUol20I/AAAAAAAABFM/7OXe9LF4Tnw/s1600-h/colton%27s+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254917231206587202" style="WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px" height="350" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03YUol20I/AAAAAAAABFM/7OXe9LF4Tnw/s400/colton%27s+head.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colton has been a lot of places and done a lot of things. He's quite the baseball player. He is loved by people and animals everywhere. Look at the big kiss this sled pulling dog in Alaska is giving him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03Y6UkVAI/AAAAAAAABFs/5POduw0x29Q/s1600-h/playing+baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254917241323148290" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px" height="378" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03Y6UkVAI/AAAAAAAABFs/5POduw0x29Q/s400/playing+baseball.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03Yl-en5I/AAAAAAAABFk/q1ETLYP7y0g/s1600-h/ore+do+sled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254917235861790610" style="WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 404px" height="374" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03Yl-en5I/AAAAAAAABFk/q1ETLYP7y0g/s400/ore+do+sled.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02YASN3HI/AAAAAAAABE8/xhfOOOzpIaA/s1600-h/colton+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916126232403058" style="WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px" height="366" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02YASN3HI/AAAAAAAABE8/xhfOOOzpIaA/s400/colton+family.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03Yr9XyAI/AAAAAAAABFc/VFKAAEuvPTs/s1600-h/coltonin+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254917237467760642" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px" height="369" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO03Yr9XyAI/AAAAAAAABFc/VFKAAEuvPTs/s400/coltonin+tree.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colton has a great big family, and we all love him very much. Here he is with Mother Nancy, Father Larry, and big Brother Lawrence. Colton, your future looks bright. You are doing great work in kindergarten, and I'm sure this year will be full of loads of fun and excitement for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep up the good work, Dude. You know we all think you are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5714997491408505687?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5714997491408505687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5714997491408505687' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5714997491408505687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5714997491408505687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-sixth-birthday-colton.html' title='Happy Sixth Birthday, Colton!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SO02XkmzbTI/AAAAAAAABEk/IyUb3iWl7Tk/s72-c/balloon+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-437181339110516076</id><published>2008-10-07T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:42:51.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruby Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday:  Arby's Cowboy Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254216070227114722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq5rYcJOuI/AAAAAAAABDw/Xzi1_6JZuSU/s400/Ruby-gemstone_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ruby Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; means fun for all red-posting bloggers! Check out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Work Of The Poet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Home for Ruby Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to find out what it is all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, keep in mind, &lt;strong&gt;October is the month for Breast Cancer Awareness!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq5rXEV85I/AAAAAAAABDo/zzkhRelIQns/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254216069858849682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq5rXEV85I/AAAAAAAABDo/zzkhRelIQns/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today's presentation for &lt;strong&gt;Ruby Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; begins with a wonderful cow from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(New York City, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; called "Even Cowgirls Get The Blues." I selected her for the-cow-of-the-day because she is wearing a red cowboy hat just like the one on the Arby's sign. I have no vested interest in this fast food restaurant, I just took a photo of their sign to sneak in some pictures of some of my favorite fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7zf-tk_I/AAAAAAAABD4/1M1U4uVB5lo/s1600-h/cowgirl+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218408713360370" style="WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="209" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7zf-tk_I/AAAAAAAABD4/1M1U4uVB5lo/s400/cowgirl+cow.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7zzkqhKI/AAAAAAAABEQ/xeCW3G5OXJE/s1600-h/arbys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218413972817058" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" height="365" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7zzkqhKI/AAAAAAAABEQ/xeCW3G5OXJE/s400/arbys.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The first young cowpoke is Colton in 2005, and the next one is Connor in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7znswXPI/AAAAAAAABEI/iplfb0AtPBs/s1600-h/cowboy+colton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218410785529074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7znswXPI/AAAAAAAABEI/iplfb0AtPBs/s400/cowboy+colton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7zq5zChI/AAAAAAAABEA/DSeoR-rcneA/s1600-h/cowboy+connor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218411645536786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq7zq5zChI/AAAAAAAABEA/DSeoR-rcneA/s400/cowboy+connor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, here's Lawrence in 1998. He doesn't have on a red cowboy hat, but he is a good looking cowboy, all the same.  This post just wouldn't be complete without him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq70F3i9_I/AAAAAAAABEY/ACxNV6npc74/s1600-h/cowboy+lawrence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218418883852274" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px" height="373" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq70F3i9_I/AAAAAAAABEY/ACxNV6npc74/s400/cowboy+lawrence.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/5851172722249017947-437181339110516076?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/437181339110516076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=437181339110516076' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/437181339110516076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/437181339110516076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/ruby-tuesday-arbys-cowboy-hat.html' title='Ruby Tuesday:  Arby&apos;s Cowboy Hat'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOq5rYcJOuI/AAAAAAAABDw/Xzi1_6JZuSU/s72-c/Ruby-gemstone_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3166637798651588592</id><published>2008-10-06T18:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:52:15.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Time Ever I've Been Tagged by a Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOqj9ND_p4I/AAAAAAAABDg/8GZq8ryvjOc/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254192187154868098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOqj9ND_p4I/AAAAAAAABDg/8GZq8ryvjOc/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-meme.html"&gt;It's a Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the instructions: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you are supposed to do... and please don't spoil the fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Copy/paste, type in your answers and tag four people in your lists!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget to change my answers to the questions with that of your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(A) Four places I go over and over:&lt;/span&gt; Church, McDonald’s, Curves, Winn-Dixie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(B) Four people who e-mail me regularly:&lt;/span&gt; Gina, Kellie, Susie, Joni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(C) Four of my favorite places to eat:&lt;/span&gt; Home, Kellie’s House, Gina’s House, Kathy's House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(D) Four places you'd rather be:&lt;/span&gt; Home, Kellie’s House, Gina’s House, Kathy's House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(E) Four TV shows I could watch over and over:&lt;/span&gt; Gray’s Anatomy, Boston Legal, Burn Notice, Bones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(F) Four people I think will respond: I'm not really sure... maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylittlecatcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mylittlecatcher.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pammiejoandfriends.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pammiejoandfriends.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3166637798651588592?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3166637798651588592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3166637798651588592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3166637798651588592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3166637798651588592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-time-ever-ive-been-tagged-by-meme.html' title='The First Time Ever I&apos;ve Been Tagged by a Meme'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOqj9ND_p4I/AAAAAAAABDg/8GZq8ryvjOc/s72-c/pink-for-october.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3625788768172765874</id><published>2008-10-06T08:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:59:37.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Stained Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time again! To join in the fun visit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and sign in. Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253851140726322546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOltxsHF9XI/AAAAAAAABDY/KYaY-uDlXUc/s400/blue+jay" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOltqGAEREI/AAAAAAAABDI/EkPVKOIwyAE/s1600-h/stained+glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253851010237219906" style="WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 472px" height="429" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOltqGAEREI/AAAAAAAABDI/EkPVKOIwyAE/s400/stained+glass.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; contribution for this week is the stained glass creation I have hanging in my entry way. I looked and looked and finally found something that fit this window perfectly. The blue glass in this artwork is very beautiful to me. I hope you like it, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOltqMxfCmI/AAAAAAAABDQ/GFtsjO4TLyg/s1600-h/mosaic+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253851012055108194" style="CURSOR: hand" height="333" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOltqMxfCmI/AAAAAAAABDQ/GFtsjO4TLyg/s400/mosaic+flower.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let's don't forget to post something PINK for breast cancer awareness all through the month of October. I have added the button that sponsors free mammograms, so now I can click it everyday right here on my blog. Good thinking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3625788768172765874?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3625788768172765874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3625788768172765874' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3625788768172765874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3625788768172765874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/blue-monday-stained-glass.html' title='Blue Monday:  Stained Glass'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOltxsHF9XI/AAAAAAAABDY/KYaY-uDlXUc/s72-c/blue+jay' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8086303240970609360</id><published>2008-10-04T06:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:58:31.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Saturday'/><title type='text'>Pink Saturday: Soft-Drink Tab Belt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253077956399600146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="367" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOaukcCiEhI/AAAAAAAABBo/wMpKEmXQ7xs/s400/pink+sat.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; Happy &lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pink Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to one and all. You can find out who's posting PINK today over on Beverly's Blog, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;How Sweet the Sound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOaukrqbcgI/AAAAAAAABBw/AriNgFaEvSw/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253077960593469954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOaukrqbcgI/AAAAAAAABBw/AriNgFaEvSw/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;First of all, let's take a moment to show our support for &lt;strong&gt;Breast Cancer Awareness Month&lt;/strong&gt;. Here's a picture I snapped at Winn Dixie. Thank you Folger's coffee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253077964043350050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOauk4g8cCI/AAAAAAAABB4/ceTs31vqw7c/s400/pink+coffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Now for my feature presentation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObZt_yzOPI/AAAAAAAABCg/9_i30HZ2n-w/s1600-h/bowls+of+beads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253125399616108786" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="288" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObZt_yzOPI/AAAAAAAABCg/9_i30HZ2n-w/s400/bowls+of+beads.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObZuRaSwvI/AAAAAAAABCo/gHK40_uLSEc/s1600-h/pop+tops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253125404345156338" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="234" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObZuRaSwvI/AAAAAAAABCo/gHK40_uLSEc/s400/pop+tops.jpg" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What can you do with some pretty pink beads and some soft-drink pull tabs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObY51Ozw7I/AAAAAAAABCY/99TloSAt0d0/s1600-h/magazine+directions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253124503427597234" style="WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 503px" height="492" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObY51Ozw7I/AAAAAAAABCY/99TloSAt0d0/s400/magazine+directions.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can make a gorgeous belt for your grand-daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObaL7KZOYI/AAAAAAAABCw/Sbsr0ztOOIw/s1600-h/belt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253125913768966530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObaL7KZOYI/AAAAAAAABCw/Sbsr0ztOOIw/s400/belt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObY51Ozw7I/AAAAAAAABCY/99TloSAt0d0/s1600-h/magazine+directions.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObaRyjukWI/AAAAAAAABC4/RHr5Qnckw9Y/s1600-h/close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253126014538518882" style="WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="184" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObaRyjukWI/AAAAAAAABC4/RHr5Qnckw9Y/s400/close+up.jpg" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SObY51Ozw7I/AAAAAAAABCY/99TloSAt0d0/s1600-h/magazine+directions.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-8086303240970609360?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8086303240970609360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8086303240970609360' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8086303240970609360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8086303240970609360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/pink-saturday-soft-drink-tab-belt.html' title='Pink Saturday: Soft-Drink Tab Belt'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOaukcCiEhI/AAAAAAAABBo/wMpKEmXQ7xs/s72-c/pink+sat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-2994246599708257108</id><published>2008-10-03T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:09:10.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Favorite Family Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>Friday Favorite Family Foto:  High School Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252677268295075586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOVCJUh_RwI/AAAAAAAABBg/P2DqlrHOCmI/s400/friday+foto.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt; If you enjoy sharing your favorite family photographs you should click this website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friday Favorite Family Foto.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOVCBI6RiTI/AAAAAAAABBY/k_KQLEFgQio/s1600-h/faith+high+school+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252677127736756530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOVCBI6RiTI/AAAAAAAABBY/k_KQLEFgQio/s400/faith+high+school+grad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine how excited I was this day forty years ago. This picture was taken the day I graduated from high school. My mother, father, and brother were happy for me, too. Yeah, Class of '68!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-2994246599708257108?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2994246599708257108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=2994246599708257108' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2994246599708257108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2994246599708257108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-favorite-family-foto-high-school.html' title='Friday Favorite Family Foto:  High School Graduation'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOVCJUh_RwI/AAAAAAAABBg/P2DqlrHOCmI/s72-c/friday+foto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6939408423700116187</id><published>2008-10-03T02:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:35:35.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moozaic Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUtLaB1xGI/AAAAAAAABBQ/nh81hmyRGFw/s1600-h/pink+hibiscus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252654214386402402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUtLaB1xGI/AAAAAAAABBQ/nh81hmyRGFw/s400/pink+hibiscus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUmgmvk8CI/AAAAAAAABBI/MlREvGlE4Bo/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252646881995321378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUmgmvk8CI/AAAAAAAABBI/MlREvGlE4Bo/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all, here is my pink post for October. This hibiscus flower was blooming right outside the store I am going to show and tell today. It's so beautiful; I just had to take its picture. It makes me happy just to look at it. Let's all support breast cancer awareness this month by posting something pink every day!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kellishouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJSmKaeI/AAAAAAAABAE/bYifc6i7MJU/s1600-h/moozaic+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252639884380367330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJSmKaeI/AAAAAAAABAE/bYifc6i7MJU/s400/moozaic+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;"Moozaic" from Cow Parade &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;(Kansas City, Missouri, 2001)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the cow-of-the-day for today. She wants to show off the front of one of my favorite stores. It's the fanciest Goodwill store I have ever seen. To enter the store you walk through these archways that are covered with all kinds of broken bits of pretty things. They are very artistically arranged. The unused doors down on one side have marbles where the windows used to be. The front windows are covered with some interesting flower art made out of metal. It is very artsy in an unusual kind of way. I always get a kick out of seeing it. Not to mention, I am always excited about finding hidden treasure inside the store. I hope you enjoy my Show and Tell mosaic pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgfFQn3KI/AAAAAAAABA4/QgG5wS3GWyM/s1600-h/motor+cycle+hibiscus+goodwill+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252640258757483682" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" height="273" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgfFQn3KI/AAAAAAAABA4/QgG5wS3GWyM/s400/motor+cycle+hibiscus+goodwill+012.JPG" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgKG76KEI/AAAAAAAABAs/lGJL5sEudPY/s1600-h/archway.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgfeUNkKI/AAAAAAAABBA/7O_h2qkyp4M/s1600-h/archway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252640265483423906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="263" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgfeUNkKI/AAAAAAAABBA/7O_h2qkyp4M/s400/archway.jpg" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJ6ep4DI/AAAAAAAABAg/yI7ObfOCtTk/s1600-h/arch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252639895086293042" style="WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" height="243" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJ6ep4DI/AAAAAAAABAg/yI7ObfOCtTk/s400/arch.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJhy5fvI/AAAAAAAABAU/4b3q62cZLM8/s1600-h/goodwill+doors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252639888460316402" style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" height="288" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJhy5fvI/AAAAAAAABAU/4b3q62cZLM8/s400/goodwill+doors.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJdoY0gI/AAAAAAAABAM/qXIHuzP9oY8/s1600-h/front+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252639887342490114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUgJdoY0gI/AAAAAAAABAM/qXIHuzP9oY8/s400/front+window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&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/5851172722249017947-6939408423700116187?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6939408423700116187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6939408423700116187' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6939408423700116187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6939408423700116187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/show-and-tell-friday-moosaic.html' title='Moozaic Art'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOUtLaB1xGI/AAAAAAAABBQ/nh81hmyRGFw/s72-c/pink+hibiscus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3356573596653923354</id><published>2008-10-02T04:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:15:20.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Thingies Thursday'/><title type='text'>Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Praying Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgOZD2dDI/AAAAAAAAA_k/YY96qmo1n0g/s1600-h/pink+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252358497038136370" style="WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="236" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgOZD2dDI/AAAAAAAAA_k/YY96qmo1n0g/s400/pink+cow.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgOJItutI/AAAAAAAAA_c/2QUEUNmEyUg/s1600-h/pink-for-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252358492763568850" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 41px" height="59" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgOJItutI/AAAAAAAAA_c/2QUEUNmEyUg/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all, here is my pink cow for October. I bet you never thought you'd see a pink cow with the world on her hide. Oh, the magic of photo shop. I didn't create the cow, I just tinted it PINK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's all support&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;breast cancer awareness&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;this month by posting something pink every day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now it's time for &lt;strong&gt;Vintage Thingie Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; once again. Lots of fine bloggers are participating and you can find the list at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/2008/10/excuses-to-buy-vintage-pyrex.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Confessions Of An Apron Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;. Be sure to drop by and have some fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/2008/10/excuses-to-buy-vintage-pyrex.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252358293584837874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgCjIzfPI/AAAAAAAAA-8/e2R2dhevRB0/s400/vvintage_thursday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My contribution for Vintage Thingie Thursday is a piece of sculpture I bought for my mother when I was a young girl. I was away from home on a church trip, and my mother had given me some spending money for the trip. I found this piece of pottery and I just wanted my mother to have it so bad. So I spent all my money. When Mom moved back to the farm several years ago, she insisted I have it for my home. I appreciate her thoughtfulness. She displayed it all this time, and now I carry on the tradition. I have included a picture of my mom in her classroom in 1962. She retired from teaching school in 1984, after 38 years. There is also a picture of me around that time as well. Here's hoping you all have an exceptionally wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vintage Thingie Thursday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgCwKIdKI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BBF3ldqYNlk/s1600-h/prayng+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252358297080067234" style="CURSOR: hand" height="380" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgCwKIdKI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BBF3ldqYNlk/s400/prayng+hands.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252358298947009890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgC3HPvWI/AAAAAAAAA_M/yTHR4GmIX8w/s400/mom+in+1962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgDChue9I/AAAAAAAAA_U/L2SzjsL1y1Y/s1600-h/me+1962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252358302010866642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgDChue9I/AAAAAAAAA_U/L2SzjsL1y1Y/s400/me+1962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you have never heard (or you just want to read it again) the beautiful story of the sculpture titled "Praying Hands" that this piece is based on you can click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://healing.about.com/cs/prayersblessings/a/prayinghands.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to go to a site that will tell you about it. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(P.S. This is what it says on the back of the piece, in case it means something to someone.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQntRf89wI/AAAAAAAAA_s/qEgA5KRav6Q/s1600-h/back+of+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252366724165859074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQntRf89wI/AAAAAAAAA_s/qEgA5KRav6Q/s400/back+of+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3356573596653923354?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3356573596653923354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3356573596653923354' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3356573596653923354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3356573596653923354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/vintage-thingies-thursday-praying-hands.html' title='Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Praying Hands'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOQgOZD2dDI/AAAAAAAAA_k/YY96qmo1n0g/s72-c/pink+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7451310914049152541</id><published>2008-10-01T08:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:15:07.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Butterfly" Welcomes October</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252181836734625602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SON_jaJTd0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/gLBDpNdPEHc/s400/pink-for-october.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252181831869991010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="282" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SON_jIBfCGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LCwfr9WggSw/s400/lily.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In honor of &lt;strong&gt;Breast Cancer Awareness Month&lt;/strong&gt; I will be posting this sign everyday in October along with something pink.  This lovely lily is blooming in my garden this morning.  In the spring I had thirty stalks going strong.  I guess this one is a late bloomer, or maybe she's early for next Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252181821175837154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SON_igLzMeI/AAAAAAAAA98/O5aDuQnj72E/s400/butterfly+daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is the time of year when all the butterflies are migrating south, so we get to see lots of them.  This sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Atlanta, 2003)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lady is called "Butterfly" and she is here as the cow-of-the-day to help welcome the butterflies.  This lovely little gerber daisy was also blooming this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOOBNr7mUNI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ji0bqsHljmo/s1600-h/butterfly+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252183662575112402" style="WIDTH: 470px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px" height="325" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOOBNr7mUNI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ji0bqsHljmo/s400/butterfly+006.JPG" width="430" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOOBa3kIwwI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Ey5F1WtbB1c/s1600-h/butterfly+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252183889036231426" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px" height="378" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOOBa3kIwwI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Ey5F1WtbB1c/s400/butterfly+008.JPG" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOOBN9--jdI/AAAAAAAAA-k/gcA2VkzRLl4/s1600-h/butterfly+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I had never tried to photograph a butterfly before.  Let me tell you, it is no easy task.  I'm sure if any of my neighbors saw me running around with the camera chasing butterflies, they got a good laugh.  Finally I decided to just sit down and wait patiently for one to land near me.  After deleting many tries that did not turn out well, I decided these pictures could be posted for all to enjoy.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I added the last picture so you could all see what the trees look like in my yard.  Happy Fall in Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252181826666564322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SON_i0o5CuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/IiDd-KpBgB4/s400/fall+trees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7451310914049152541?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7451310914049152541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7451310914049152541' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7451310914049152541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7451310914049152541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/butterfly-welcomes-october.html' title='&quot;Butterfly&quot; Welcomes October'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SON_jaJTd0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/gLBDpNdPEHc/s72-c/pink-for-october.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6397335537926982820</id><published>2008-09-30T20:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:28:12.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging Award'/><title type='text'>An Award from Shambles Manor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOF9BQiyKRI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z6ubHXvxbRk/s1600-h/Brilliante_Weblog____.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251616101064911122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOF9BQiyKRI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z6ubHXvxbRk/s400/Brilliante_Weblog____.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Well, there it is. The highly coveted &lt;strong&gt;"Brillante Weblog"&lt;/strong&gt; award. It will now be proudly posted for evermore on this humble blog. I surely do appreciate Kate's kind words about my blog and the merit this award implies. If you are not already familiar with her blog, do yourself a favor and check it out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lunatic-kate.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...Shambles Manor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She has so many funny stories, and sometimes she will touch your heart with her words. I try to get by there everyday at least once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All the cows in all the cupboards want to shout out a &lt;strong&gt;big thank you to Kate&lt;/strong&gt;. They really think the award is all because of them..&lt;em&gt;Silly Cows!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251619667611491058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="452" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOGAQ29wGvI/AAAAAAAAA9g/IrkVNyj_Uf8/s400/cows.jpg" width="419" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I now have the exciting responsibility of passing this award on to seven other deserving bloggers, and it is my enormous pleasure to invite everyone to get out there and visit these blogs. They are all exceptional, each in their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Judi at &lt;a href="http://judicreations.wordpress.com/"&gt;Cranberry Blossom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://judicreations.wordpress.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Felisol at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://felisol.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On The Far Side Of The Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Baba at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://babaslog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baba's Blog/Night Owl...Babies are Special...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. BJ at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetnothingsbj.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sweet Nothings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Kelli at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kellishouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There Is No Place Like Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Lisa at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Confessions Of An Apron Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Deborah at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pictures, Pots and Pens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you all to know, "I think you are brilliant!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6397335537926982820?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6397335537926982820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6397335537926982820' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6397335537926982820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6397335537926982820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/award-from-shambles-manor.html' title='An Award from Shambles Manor'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOF9BQiyKRI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z6ubHXvxbRk/s72-c/Brilliante_Weblog____.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1758663054657019255</id><published>2008-09-30T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:00:59.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruby Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaska'/><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday:  Matryoshka Dolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251561866472455186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLsY8T_BI/AAAAAAAAA84/AUg2GElriJE/s400/Ruby-gemstone_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;RUBY TUESDAY &lt;/a&gt;time again. Time to join in the &lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;REDNESS.&lt;/a&gt; Click on the &lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;RUBY &lt;/a&gt;and it will take you to the LIST. Sign up there, post your RED, then visit other blogs also posting RED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLsX39NgI/AAAAAAAAA9A/9YD8tsVwciw/s1600-h/chelsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251561866185750018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="308" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLsX39NgI/AAAAAAAAA9A/9YD8tsVwciw/s400/chelsea.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Chelsea" from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade (Harrisbug, Pennsylvania, 2004)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the cow-of-the-day for today because she has a pretty face painted on her back. The face reminds me of the face on a Matryoshka doll. When I was souvenir shopping in Alaska in 2006, I came upon a bargain. If you bought the book, you would also receive the nesting dolls. I knew my grand daughters would like them, so, of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;course, I bought them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLs-IRqCI/AAAAAAAAA9I/6LpY3NzyL9k/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251561876454746146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLs-IRqCI/AAAAAAAAA9I/6LpY3NzyL9k/s400/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I decided to photograph the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://russian-crafts.com/nesting-dolls/history.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Matryoshka dolls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;with this old brass Russian tea pot. I think it adds some pizazz to the picture. Besides, I have got to find a worthwhile use for some of the brass I have around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLtX13uXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/-NVL5qoVs1I/s1600-h/nesting+dolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251561883356871026" style="CURSOR: hand" height="418" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLtX13uXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/-NVL5qoVs1I/s400/nesting+dolls.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Ruby Tuesday! Thanks for stopping by to see my red!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1758663054657019255?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1758663054657019255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1758663054657019255' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1758663054657019255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1758663054657019255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/ruby-tuesday-matryoshka-dolls.html' title='Ruby Tuesday:  Matryoshka Dolls'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOFLsY8T_BI/AAAAAAAAA84/AUg2GElriJE/s72-c/Ruby-gemstone_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4481081282886314399</id><published>2008-09-29T01:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:17:11.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mediterranean Cruise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Painting of Venice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN_VXn86BxI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0NW9hSjO84w/s1600-h/blue+jay"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251150292375439122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN_VXn86BxI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0NW9hSjO84w/s400/blue+jay" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Happy Blue Monday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/search/label/Blue%20Monday%20Instructions"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This day of sharing blue is brought to you by &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiling Sally&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can join in by visiting her &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and signing in on the list of participants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can have so much fun visiting these &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;sites of blue&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN_VuGvnEtI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1f8sTwD64gc/s1600-h/P8180188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251150678598292178" style="WIDTH: 572px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px" height="337" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN_VuGvnEtI/AAAAAAAAA7o/1f8sTwD64gc/s400/P8180188.JPG" width="470" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a beautiful oil painting I have hanging in my dining room. I bought it at an antique store, and there is not even a signature on it. For all I know the person who painted it isn't even a "real" artist, but I believe the painter had talent, and I love the picture. The blues are so vibrant. It reminds me of Venice and the wonderful time I had there. The person who sold me the painting didn't know anything about it, but I liked it, and I bought it, and there it hangs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4481081282886314399?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4481081282886314399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4481081282886314399' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4481081282886314399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4481081282886314399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/blue-monday-painting-of-venice.html' title='Blue Monday:  Painting of Venice'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN_VXn86BxI/AAAAAAAAA7g/0NW9hSjO84w/s72-c/blue+jay' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4231291953001245781</id><published>2008-09-28T17:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:55:05.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kellie'/><title type='text'>Lullaby Cow Brings Us Sleepy Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (West Orange, New Jersey, 2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; brings us today's Cow-of-the-Day, "Lullaby Cow." Today is Sunday and since it is a day of rest, I think she is the perfect cow for today. We have teamed up to present one of the most beautiful sights on earth---&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a sleeping baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKtSuIkCI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fneQUqPCyNo/s1600-h/lullaby+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208938749726754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKtSuIkCI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fneQUqPCyNo/s400/lullaby+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first picture is of my daughter, Kellie, holding her baby brother, William, back in 1979. The next one is William, now all grown up holding his daughter Amelia in 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKbr8xz2I/AAAAAAAAA7w/i01dA676uXw/s1600-h/kel+rock+will+80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208636284391266" style="CURSOR: hand" height="330" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKbr8xz2I/AAAAAAAAA7w/i01dA676uXw/s400/kel+rock+will+80.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKbnUtBGI/AAAAAAAAA74/oLnvjoxjO00/s1600-h/sleepy+amelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208635042563170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKbnUtBGI/AAAAAAAAA74/oLnvjoxjO00/s400/sleepy+amelia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The next picture is Kellie's daughter, Macie ,when she was a baby in 1997. The baby sleeping on the rock is her son, Connor. These pictures were taken on a camping trip in the Smoky Mountains. We all had so much fun the little fellers were just plum worn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKcngZRUI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Au7WAar0Aro/s1600-h/con+nap+rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208652271469890" style="CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKcngZRUI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Au7WAar0Aro/s400/con+nap+rock.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKsmFkfXI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/iDa1vuzrShk/s1600-h/macie+nap+chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208926768430450" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" height="367" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKsmFkfXI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/iDa1vuzrShk/s400/macie+nap+chair.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Prince Charming is my husband Bob. Colton got so tired climbing Mt. Vesuvius in the summer of 2005 he wanted to be carried. He promptly feel fast asleep on Bob's shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKs92IPdI/AAAAAAAAA8g/rYax_yqAFTg/s1600-h/colton+sleeps+mt+ves.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208933146115538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKs92IPdI/AAAAAAAAA8g/rYax_yqAFTg/s400/colton+sleeps+mt+ves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Abigail and Amelia were so tired from a full day of fun at Walt Disney World they fell fast asleep in Gina's and Will's arms waiting for the monorail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKtm-ZyRI/AAAAAAAAA8w/WB85yzms-6E/s1600-h/tired+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208944186673426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKtm-ZyRI/AAAAAAAAA8w/WB85yzms-6E/s400/tired+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last but not least, here's baby Abigail at the family reunion in 2004. Nothing is more relaxing than holding a sleeping baby. Don't worry, I'm just resting my eyes. Lullaby and good night everybody. Sweet dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKcILZNAI/AAAAAAAAA8A/sLZDKu0EQxk/s1600-h/sleepy+abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251208643861885954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKcILZNAI/AAAAAAAAA8A/sLZDKu0EQxk/s400/sleepy+abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4231291953001245781?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4231291953001245781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4231291953001245781' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4231291953001245781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4231291953001245781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/lullaby-cow-brings-us-sleepy-time.html' title='Lullaby Cow Brings Us Sleepy Time'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SOAKtSuIkCI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fneQUqPCyNo/s72-c/lullaby+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6171554581930607229</id><published>2008-09-27T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:26:01.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mediterranean Cruise'/><title type='text'>Pink Saturday:  Roses From Taormina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250521682476062002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="375" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN2Zptl41TI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FcFoVb1uoo8/s400/pink+sat.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;Pink Saturday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We are going to have such a good time today visiting all the blogs sharing their pinkness. To find the list of participants just click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beverly's blog, "How Sweet the Sound."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In 2005, while on a Meditteranean cruise we had the opportunity to visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpcooke.tripod.com/Travels/Taormina1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taormina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on the Island of Sicily. We had a wonderful day there. We saw so many beautiful places I went back through our pictures and found a few to share for &lt;strong&gt;Pink Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrwILr4HAI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7Smyy2oaYf0/s1600-h/taorrmina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249772339020176386" style="WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="206" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrwILr4HAI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7Smyy2oaYf0/s400/taorrmina.jpg" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrwIRFm8sI/AAAAAAAAA54/efp03EiByG0/s1600-h/trees+in+chimneys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249772340470280898" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="280" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrwIRFm8sI/AAAAAAAAA54/efp03EiByG0/s400/trees+in+chimneys.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This picture has two &lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt; apartment buildings. I think the little trees growing out of the chimneys are the cat's meow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrwIpCFs0I/AAAAAAAAA6A/SH57aYbzBSY/s1600-h/ampithe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249772346897969986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrwIpCFs0I/AAAAAAAAA6A/SH57aYbzBSY/s400/ampithe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is a shot of&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g187892-Taormina_Sicily-Vacations.html"&gt; Taormina's&lt;/a&gt; 10,000-seat ancient Greek amphitheater, Teatro Greco, which was erected in the third century BC and expanded by the Romans. The view of Mount Etna and the sea beyond is absolutely superb from here. I think the bricks are a lovely shade of &lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of course, I had to have something to remember this great city and the day of fun we had here. There were so many shops and so little time, but I found exactly what I wanted. It even has the most beautiful &lt;strong&gt;pink flowers&lt;/strong&gt; with real gold highlights. It wasn't easy getting it back home, but it was worth all the trouble. Thank goodness it was wood, not ceramic. It has the perfect place in my home. It complements the window in my front door. Best of all, it reminds me of the wonderful time I had with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrz39dyQOI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SCVZRcaipxQ/s1600-h/over+door+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249776458371580130" style="WIDTH: 514px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrz39dyQOI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SCVZRcaipxQ/s400/over+door+flowers.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrz3s2BRwI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Ezg8HQ2wCXI/s1600-h/over+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249776453909825282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNrz3s2BRwI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Ezg8HQ2wCXI/s400/over+door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;Have a Happy Pink Saturday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6171554581930607229?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6171554581930607229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6171554581930607229' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6171554581930607229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6171554581930607229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-saturday-roses-from-taormina.html' title='Pink Saturday:  Roses From Taormina'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN2Zptl41TI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FcFoVb1uoo8/s72-c/pink+sat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1427422505114488597</id><published>2008-09-26T08:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:36:13.668-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Favorite Family Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>Friday's Favorite Family Foto:  Cornfield Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250151214588261650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNxItpKedRI/AAAAAAAAA6w/zwKBPBpbcpY/s400/friday+foto.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friday's Favorite Family Foto&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know how I love to look through the old pictures my mother gave me. Well, look what I found. This is a classic. It was taken in July of 1957. My little brother, Frank, and I are standing by the well at my grandparents' house.  Frankie is all dressed up in his hat and somebody else's boots. I'm sure we were having fun because I remember I always had fun at my grandparents' house. I was allowed to play in the barn and the fields to my heart's content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250199190698298626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNx0WOGdjQI/AAAAAAAAA7I/4aw_eKQO5NE/s400/faith+frank+well.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oooh, those carefree days of childhood!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNxE21cuuoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/5AG3fRAbu8U/s1600-h/faith+frank+well.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can have a good time visiting other blogs that are posting family pictures today. Just click on over to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturespotspens.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday's Favorite Family Foto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's where you'll find the list. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a great day !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1427422505114488597?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1427422505114488597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1427422505114488597' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1427422505114488597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1427422505114488597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-favorite-family-foto-cornfield.html' title='Friday&apos;s Favorite Family Foto:  Cornfield Kids'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNxItpKedRI/AAAAAAAAA6w/zwKBPBpbcpY/s72-c/friday+foto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8769001680074600890</id><published>2008-09-26T00:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:36:58.150-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lawrence'/><title type='text'>Special Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kellishouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249660362782245378" style="CURSOR: hand" height="268" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqKSTsVggI/AAAAAAAAA5I/uuHI5wAAczA/s400/leopard+cow.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the ever so lovely "Leopard Cow" from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (New York City,2001.)&lt;/em&gt; She gets to be the cow-of-the-day because she reminds me of the Special Olympics Annual Awards Banquet we went to Monday night. We were celebrating 40 years of Special Olympics in Florida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqJ75nQINI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nI9RZ8XmC9A/s1600-h/bob+me+jungle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249659977824477394" style="WIDTH: 416px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" height="310" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqJ75nQINI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nI9RZ8XmC9A/s400/bob+me+jungle.jpg" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The banquet was held at the Ramada Resort. The grounds around the hotel are very tropical, so I wanted a picture with my handsome husband Bob. I, as you can see, had decided to wear my beautiful jungle animal print dress.&lt;br /&gt;This led me to remember a print I bought at a Special Olympics Auction several years ago. The young artist is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.123soho.com/artists/featured/f_artist_index_artist.phtml?artnum=artidv00616&amp;amp;initial=P"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dylan Scott Pierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, and besides being very talented, he is also autistic. &lt;em&gt;(I took the close up of the picture off the web. I didn't want to undo my framing and the glass reflected too much.) &lt;/em&gt;Here is a photo of my beautiful framed print entitled "Jasmine and Friends." I think it looks wonderful on my wall. I have provided a link on Dylan's name if you want to find out more about him. He is a very interesting young man and a fine artist. I feel lucky to have this print signed by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqKR42UyaI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Sp1faaewtps/s1600-h/frame+of+an+pr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249660355576383906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="372" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqKR42UyaI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Sp1faaewtps/s400/frame+of+an+pr.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqKSe12jcI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/dEjozRXUqek/s1600-h/dsp120_JasmineandFriends_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249660365774949826" style="CURSOR: hand" height="228" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqKSe12jcI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/dEjozRXUqek/s400/dsp120_JasmineandFriends_L.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now let us get back to the Awards Ceremony. My son Lawrence is a previous winner of the Special Olympian of the Year Award. He has earned medals in skating, downhill skiing, track and field, swimming, and gymnastics. I can safely say, "Special Olympics is his life!" In these pictures he is helping his father (my first husband) present the awards for this year. His dad and his sweet wife, Nancy, are very active in Special Olympics, especially the fund raising part. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(God Bless Them)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The young lady in the picture is this year's winner, Kathy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqJ7a0DZmI/AAAAAAAAA4g/6IpKoPfjzig/s1600-h/presenting+award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249659969556670050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqJ7a0DZmI/AAAAAAAAA4g/6IpKoPfjzig/s400/presenting+award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqJ8A_4VSI/AAAAAAAAA44/03TNm1eqHcs/s1600-h/law+dad+awa+cere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249659979806823714" style="CURSOR: hand" height="386" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqJ8A_4VSI/AAAAAAAAA44/03TNm1eqHcs/s400/law+dad+awa+cere.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are Lawrence's medals. They are beautifully displayed over his bed. He is so proud of them. He shows them off to everyone who visits. He has so many because he's been in Special Olympics since he was about ten years old, and he is 31 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqTSqh6EeI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/SRBEv39eyis/s1600-h/law+medals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249670264517169634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqTSqh6EeI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/SRBEv39eyis/s400/law+medals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can probably tell I have a passion for Special Olympics. If you ever feel the urge to become involved with Special Olympics, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;go for it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I know I'm glad I did. &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/5851172722249017947-8769001680074600890?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8769001680074600890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8769001680074600890' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8769001680074600890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8769001680074600890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/show-and-tell-friday-special-olympics.html' title='Special Olympics'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqKSTsVggI/AAAAAAAAA5I/uuHI5wAAczA/s72-c/leopard+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4191885642987800366</id><published>2008-09-25T00:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:02:45.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Thingies Thursday'/><title type='text'>Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Water Lily Vase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250159850725632034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNxQkVSE6CI/AAAAAAAAA7A/YBI4Be9dVIA/s400/vvintage_thursday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Thingies Thursday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This is the day some blogger friends led by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Apron Queen&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;go all out to display their vintage thingies. It is so much fun to visit them and check out their cool old stuff. You won't want to miss a single one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I am showing off my pretty vase. This is the only piece I have from this collection, but I would love to have a pair. Maybe someday one will come along that I can afford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what I found on the internet about it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"This pretty cornicopia goes from a rose at the base and then flows to the top in a light pink color - a perfect background for the lovely white and green water lily embossed decoration. It is in the Water Lily line made by Hull Pottery in 1948."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqlt2vx_UI/AAAAAAAAA5o/SXJokgz6gtc/s1600-h/waterlily+hull.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249690522862353730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqlt2vx_UI/AAAAAAAAA5o/SXJokgz6gtc/s400/waterlily+hull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what the bottom of the piece looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqltUgCEEI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zG5ZjIeS5iE/s1600-h/hull+bottom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249690513669492802" style="CURSOR: hand" height="259" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNqltUgCEEI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zG5ZjIeS5iE/s400/hull+bottom.jpg" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just know I'm going to see another one someday at a yard sale, a thrift store, or a flea market. I just know it will be right in my price range. I just know my day will come. Someday....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now it's time to click on over and check out the other &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Thursday Thingies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4191885642987800366?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4191885642987800366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4191885642987800366' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4191885642987800366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4191885642987800366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/vintage-thingies-thursday-water-lily.html' title='Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Water Lily Vase'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNxQkVSE6CI/AAAAAAAAA7A/YBI4Be9dVIA/s72-c/vvintage_thursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-2355198910197950274</id><published>2008-09-23T11:33:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:25:23.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruby Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday: Red Gladiolus</title><content type='html'>I have discovered another great color game for bloggers. It is called &lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruby Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;, and it's hosted on &lt;a href="http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Work of the Poet&lt;/a&gt;. You can meet other friendly bloggers who are radiating redness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249258785195627026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNkdDamvEhI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LmxcIZsLZig/s400/Ruby-gemstone_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am presenting my gorgeous red gladiolus for Ruby Tuesday. They are shown here in a fabulous marble vase. On the nightstand, beside the vase, you can see a wonderful portrait of my grand daughters, Abigail and Amelia. They are so cute dressed up in their overall jumpers. This is the last picture I see every night before I turn off the light. If this doesn't give you sweet dreams, I don't know what could.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249258506708547538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNkczNKPd9I/AAAAAAAAA34/tNONlZKreHA/s400/red+glads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also asking for advice about Chicago. My girlfriends and I are going to Chicago in November while our husbands are at a gun show in Oklahoma. What do we need to be sure we see and do in Chicago? We will be there for four days. We're looking on the Internet, but I thought there might be places off the beaten path we would enjoy as well. Any advice about Chicago would be appreciated. Thanks for your comments. Here is our picture when we were vsiting Natchez, Mississippi. We always have so much fun on our trips together. Life is so FABULOUS!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249260851902978274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNke7tsKmOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/opbjMnRboNk/s400/quirks+miss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-2355198910197950274?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2355198910197950274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=2355198910197950274' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2355198910197950274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2355198910197950274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/ruby-tuesday-red-gladiolus.html' title='Ruby Tuesday: Red Gladiolus'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNkdDamvEhI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LmxcIZsLZig/s72-c/Ruby-gemstone_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-834599891658721307</id><published>2008-09-23T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:14:20.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>Cow-rrabbas, Guess Who Came To Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNgT1BE6kLI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/cbYq5-sNtdo/s1600-h/chef+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248967167243358386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNgT1BE6kLI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/cbYq5-sNtdo/s400/chef+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have chosen "Cow-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rrabbas&lt;/span&gt;" from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt; (Houston, Texas, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; to be today's cow-of-the-day because I am thinking about how much fun I had being the chef for my family last Saturday. I know you want to hear all about it, so read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, a long, long time ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw came to my house to have lunch. It was back in 1979 when William was a newborn baby. Kellie and Lawrence were little children back then, too. It was so much fun to have my mother and father come for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNf5nCkPOhI/AAAAAAAAA24/can5m7E1C-E/s1600-h/mamaw+papaw+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248938339822680594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNf5nCkPOhI/AAAAAAAAA24/can5m7E1C-E/s400/mamaw+papaw+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Over the years we have had many lovely lunches together, but it's not as easy to get everyone together as it used to be. You cannot imagine how happy I was when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw came to town last Saturday. They came early and stayed for lunch. &lt;a href="http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gina and Will &lt;/a&gt;came and brought Abigail and Amelia. Kellie and Tim brought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylittlecatcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Macie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We all had so much fun. Even Lawrence came out of his apartment to see them. He kept on his pajamas, but it was Saturday, and you don't have to get dressed for lunch on Saturday even if your grandparents come to town. I fixed a nice lunch for everybody, nothing too fancy, and we all ate plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of my babies with their grandparents now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNf5nX1N-iI/AAAAAAAAA3A/7fwcNpCEYhU/s1600-h/maw,paw,grands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248938345531046434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNf5nX1N-iI/AAAAAAAAA3A/7fwcNpCEYhU/s400/maw,paw,grands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a great picture of most of the brood with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNf5n1ZapBI/AAAAAAAAA3I/xFTV_TNq2P0/s1600-h/maw+paw+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248938353467499538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNf5n1ZapBI/AAAAAAAAA3I/xFTV_TNq2P0/s400/maw+paw+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On February 22, 2009, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw will celebrate their 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Wedding Anniversary. I have been looking through all the old pictures getting them organized for the celebration, and look what I found. This picture was taken in the summer of 1954. I can tell because that is my little brother and he was born in May of 1954. Weren't we a good-looking family? The other picture was taken up on their farm last summer. Once a family, always a family! There are just a lot more branches on the family tree now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNgT1E4He3I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/9LUttH765PE/s1600-h/mom+dad+frank+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248967168263420786" style="CURSOR: hand" height="355" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNgT1E4He3I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/9LUttH765PE/s400/mom+dad+frank+baby.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNgT1awtLHI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Pzl8GA8hKPU/s1600-h/faith%27s+im+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248967174137916530" style="WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNgT1awtLHI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Pzl8GA8hKPU/s400/faith%27s+im+fam.jpg" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-834599891658721307?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/834599891658721307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=834599891658721307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/834599891658721307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/834599891658721307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/cow-rrabbas-guess-who-came-to-lunch.html' title='Cow-rrabbas, Guess Who Came To Lunch'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNgT1BE6kLI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/cbYq5-sNtdo/s72-c/chef+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8013280917531824303</id><published>2008-09-22T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:27:34.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday:  Glaciers in Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"Wisconsin Winter" is the name for this gorgeous lady from &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Madison, Wisconsin, 2006.)&lt;/em&gt; I selected her for the cow-of the-day for this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt; because she reminds me of the glaciers we saw in Alaska in 2006. There are some other wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; celebrating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;today. You can find out all about it on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Smiling Sally's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;After you enjoy my glaciers you can click on over and check out all the others. Have a Happy Blue Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689585849038482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXXpzS9pI/AAAAAAAAA2s/0S7pFnU22NU/s400/wiscinsin+winter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXXdDvfzI/AAAAAAAAA2k/aJIRwhWAxzU/s1600-h/bob+me+glacier.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689582428356402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXXdDvfzI/AAAAAAAAA2k/aJIRwhWAxzU/s400/bob+me+glacier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXXB345xI/AAAAAAAAA2c/WrZzveU47wo/s1600-h/glacier1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689575130883858" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXXB345xI/AAAAAAAAA2c/WrZzveU47wo/s400/glacier1.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXIBdKWwI/AAAAAAAAA18/jtoBJJpiQ_g/s1600-h/glacier5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689317320743682" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="241" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXIBdKWwI/AAAAAAAAA18/jtoBJJpiQ_g/s400/glacier5.jpg" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXH3WTPpI/AAAAAAAAA10/J4OdWP7BCD4/s1600-h/glacier6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689314607611538" style="WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="265" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXH3WTPpI/AAAAAAAAA10/J4OdWP7BCD4/s400/glacier6.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXXB345xI/AAAAAAAAA2c/WrZzveU47wo/s1600-h/glacier1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXIcTUonI/AAAAAAAAA2E/YlffeEJ0QNU/s1600-h/glacier4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689324527231602" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="268" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXIcTUonI/AAAAAAAAA2E/YlffeEJ0QNU/s400/glacier4.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXI8i0XoI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CWvZtI_1eUE/s1600-h/glacier3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689333182160514" style="WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" height="258" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXI8i0XoI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CWvZtI_1eUE/s400/glacier3.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXJCzMw2I/AAAAAAAAA2U/cB_t65JpAtM/s1600-h/glacier2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689334861480802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXJCzMw2I/AAAAAAAAA2U/cB_t65JpAtM/s400/glacier2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;We had a wonderful vacation in Alaska. These pictures were taken while we were on a boat out of Seward. We were able to see whales, seals, puffins, and other birds on the trip to the glacier. This big mountain of blue ice was something to behold. We were so close we could hear the sound of the glacier calving. I will never forget this experience. I'm feeling cold just looking at these pictures. What a great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Blue Monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;chill! I'm loving it. I hope you all have a special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Blue Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;. Take care, and thanks for your sweet comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-8013280917531824303?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8013280917531824303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8013280917531824303' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8013280917531824303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8013280917531824303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/blue-monday-glaciers-in-alaska.html' title='Blue Monday:  Glaciers in Alaska'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNcXXpzS9pI/AAAAAAAAA2s/0S7pFnU22NU/s72-c/wiscinsin+winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5210928108865742023</id><published>2008-09-20T00:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:08:24.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Saturday'/><title type='text'>Pink Saturday:  Precious Pink Sweater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pink Saturday is a special day in blogland. You can see what all the fun is about and join in if you want to. Check it out right here on this blog:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Sweet the Sound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll be glad you did!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNQxYJ9K3-I/AAAAAAAAA1s/mvgjz9IhU58/s1600-h/young+faith+pink+sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247873756852576226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNQxYJ9K3-I/AAAAAAAAA1s/mvgjz9IhU58/s400/young+faith+pink+sweater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; This picture takes me back to 1954, when Olin Mills photographed at least half the children in America. (I really don't know if that is a fact or not, but it might be.) My mother saw fit to go there for a portrait of her darling daughter, Faith (me). It is not really a color picture, it's just been tinted to look like a color picture. Nonetheless, I do have on a precious &lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt; sweater, and I'm sure my cheeks really were a rosy &lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so happy when I look at this picture of myself. It does my heart good to see that my grandchildren favor me a little. They like to see Grandma when she was a little girl, too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems the older I get, the more I feel like that little girl again, happy and carefree. It's a feeling I like to call, &lt;strong&gt;"In The PINK."&lt;/strong&gt; Life is always full of promise, no matter how many years you have already lived, four or fifty-seven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;Have A Happy Pink Saturday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5210928108865742023?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5210928108865742023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5210928108865742023' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5210928108865742023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5210928108865742023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-saturday-precious-pink-sweater.html' title='Pink Saturday:  Precious Pink Sweater'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNQxYJ9K3-I/AAAAAAAAA1s/mvgjz9IhU58/s72-c/young+faith+pink+sweater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-9148167126674911128</id><published>2008-09-19T05:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:38:30.604-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Glass Swans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAXh2gtxI/AAAAAAAAA00/xHX80VEjI4Y/s1600-h/red+swan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAZzzuB7I/AAAAAAAAA1E/709NG_e4Y8s/s1600-h/swan+dish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247116221755557810" style="WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="212" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAZzzuB7I/AAAAAAAAA1E/709NG_e4Y8s/s400/swan+dish.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAZrHhTzI/AAAAAAAAA08/lzI20bwNbts/s1600-h/red+swan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247116219422691122" style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="260" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAZrHhTzI/AAAAAAAAA08/lzI20bwNbts/s400/red+swan.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I hope you think my glass swans are as pretty as I do. My mother gave me the one on the left. I found the one on the right at a yard sale. They don't match exactly, but I think they make a good pair. I know they are old, from the sixties, I believe. They live on top of the cabinet shown below. I think they look very happy up there with some of my other treasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAaUowv3I/AAAAAAAAA1M/TGoEyiiRfsY/s1600-h/swan+cab.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247116230567968626" style="CURSOR: hand" height="351" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAaUowv3I/AAAAAAAAA1M/TGoEyiiRfsY/s400/swan+cab.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-9148167126674911128?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9148167126674911128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=9148167126674911128' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/9148167126674911128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/9148167126674911128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/show-and-tell-fridays-glass-swans.html' title='Glass Swans'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGAZzzuB7I/AAAAAAAAA1E/709NG_e4Y8s/s72-c/swan+dish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4766518785222481988</id><published>2008-09-18T05:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:38:04.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Thingies Thursday'/><title type='text'>Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Ancient Armoire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGmLxh678I/AAAAAAAAA1U/baI7yhsPMEI/s1600-h/wardrobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247157762067722178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGmLxh678I/AAAAAAAAA1U/baI7yhsPMEI/s400/wardrobe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Several years ago, Bob and I went to Dothan, Alabama, looking for a brewery he had heard about. The brewery was out of business, but there were plenty of antique stores to visit. I found this beautiful armoire, and we decided it would look perfect in our dressing room. I am not an expert, but I can tell it is vintage. Below is a picture of the decorations I have on placed on top. The books are works of Jane Austen. They are old, but the other items are relatively new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGmMA52uDI/AAAAAAAAA1c/x3JvMz4Y3sA/s1600-h/top+of+wardrobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247157766194640946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGmMA52uDI/AAAAAAAAA1c/x3JvMz4Y3sA/s400/top+of+wardrobe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; If you would like to participate in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Thingies Thursdays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you need to get yourself on over to this wonderful blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://anapronaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Confessions of an Apron Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4766518785222481988?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4766518785222481988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4766518785222481988' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4766518785222481988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4766518785222481988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/vintage-thingies-thursday-ancient.html' title='Vintage Thingies Thursday:  Ancient Armoire'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNGmLxh678I/AAAAAAAAA1U/baI7yhsPMEI/s72-c/wardrobe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4011668803073493389</id><published>2008-09-16T18:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:43:48.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging Award'/><title type='text'>I'm So Excited About My Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNElirP27dI/AAAAAAAAA0s/3K2Woe7uIdw/s1600-h/commaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247016318518357458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNElirP27dI/AAAAAAAAA0s/3K2Woe7uIdw/s400/commaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Extra! Extra! Read All About It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am honored to announce I have just received a Super Commenter’s Award from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://judicreations.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Judi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I am so pleased that she has chosen me. I feel blessed to have met so many blog friends. Many of them already have this prestigious award on their blogs. It is a pleasure to be a part of such a wonderful community. I would like to pass the award along to some other bloggers whose comments I always look forward to reading. I believe the rules are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. You have to pick 5 blogs that you consider deserving of this award.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each award has to have the name of the author and a link to his/her blog so that it can be visited by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;3. Each award winner has to show the award and put the name and link of the blog that presented him/her the award.&lt;br /&gt;4. The award winner and the one who has given the prize have to show the link blog so everyone will know the origin of this award.&lt;br /&gt;5. Show these rules.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is a wonderful form of sharing and meeting new friends and can’t be complete without acknowledging that we’ve actually been there. It wouldn’t be as special without exchanging thoughts, comments and support. I would like to pass the award along to 5 Super Commenters who brighten my day with their comments: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sandy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetnothingsbj.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://keepingupwithjohnandangel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beverly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.me.com/claudiefrid/Claudie/Claudies_Blog/Claudies_Blog.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Claudi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Visit these ladies and their lovely blogs, and don’t forget to leave them a comment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNA5gvrYekI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3IFEMVjSsXE/s1600-h/cows.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246756800603650626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNA5gvrYekI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3IFEMVjSsXE/s400/cows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Cows on Parade in my dining room are all shouting out a big "Thank You" to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://judicreations.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Judi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Ya'll stop by and visit her wonderful blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://judicreations.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cranberry Blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4011668803073493389?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4011668803073493389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4011668803073493389' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4011668803073493389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4011668803073493389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-excited-about-my-award_16.html' title='I&apos;m So Excited About My Award!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNElirP27dI/AAAAAAAAA0s/3K2Woe7uIdw/s72-c/commaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8382118000913677351</id><published>2008-09-16T17:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T17:39:15.700-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><title type='text'>Future Bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt98NqkjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/l6zPMVkQ3Kc/s1600-h/imoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246744108045341234" style="CURSOR: hand" height="262" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt98NqkjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/l6zPMVkQ3Kc/s400/imoo.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAttqJXqBI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_OnNG1Sz12A/s1600-h/abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246743828317579282" style="WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="269" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAttqJXqBI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_OnNG1Sz12A/s400/abby.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Imoo" from &lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(New York City, 2001) is the perfect cow for today because Abigail and Amelia, my youngest grand-daughters came over for a visit. They had a good time playing the computer &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starfall.com/n/level-k/index/load.htm?"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alphabet game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that &lt;a href="http://diane1876.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diane&lt;/a&gt; recommended. I could not resist the opportunity to take some pictures of them while they were so absorbed. It held their attention for quite a while, then we did some coloring, and some puzzles, and other fun stuff. We had a wonderful time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAtuU_fcOI/AAAAAAAAAz0/2jnp94RgvuU/s1600-h/concentrate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246743839818871010" style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" height="387" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAtuU_fcOI/AAAAAAAAAz0/2jnp94RgvuU/s400/concentrate.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt9D6eMQI/AAAAAAAAAz8/POMczAwdWDI/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246744092932452610" style="WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="268" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt9D6eMQI/AAAAAAAAAz8/POMczAwdWDI/s400/cow.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt-BS6saI/AAAAAAAAA0M/5-TTboTfpf4/s1600-h/lady+ugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246744109409546658" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="266" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt-BS6saI/AAAAAAAAA0M/5-TTboTfpf4/s400/lady+ugs.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAtt7bg2rI/AAAAAAAAAzk/JgCKJ8hQKww/s1600-h/awe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246743832957082290" style="WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" height="334" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAtt7bg2rI/AAAAAAAAAzk/JgCKJ8hQKww/s400/awe.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt-e2vpmI/AAAAAAAAA0U/I0kX71_hLno/s1600-h/mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAtuF9w1rI/AAAAAAAAAzs/14F3x-v2paU/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246743835785090738" style="WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="267" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAtuF9w1rI/AAAAAAAAAzs/14F3x-v2paU/s400/cat.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt-e2vpmI/AAAAAAAAA0U/I0kX71_hLno/s1600-h/mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246744117344446050" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="282" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt-e2vpmI/AAAAAAAAA0U/I0kX71_hLno/s400/mouse.jpg" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-8382118000913677351?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8382118000913677351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8382118000913677351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8382118000913677351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8382118000913677351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/future-bloggers.html' title='Future Bloggers'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SNAt98NqkjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/l6zPMVkQ3Kc/s72-c/imoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-2533089549914878931</id><published>2008-09-15T00:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:35:12.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>It's A Starry Night For Blue Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RmqTCnLI/AAAAAAAAAy0/vJAHo-DQEb4/s1600-h/starry+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246009234331704498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RmqTCnLI/AAAAAAAAAy0/vJAHo-DQEb4/s400/starry+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vincent Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gogh&lt;/span&gt; painted a beautiful painting in 1889 called "&lt;a href="http://www.vangoghgallery.com/painting/starryindex.html"&gt;A Starry Night&lt;/a&gt;." That painting serves as the inspiration for one of my favorite &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CowParade"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cows, "Starry, Starry Cow" &lt;em&gt;(Kansas&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;City, 2001.)&lt;/em&gt; This painting also inspired a beautiful song, "Vincent" by Don McLean. Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dipFMJckZOM"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to listen to this song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Starry Cow" gets to be today's cow-of-the-day because, of course, she is blue and it is Monday. She also is here to commemorate the lovely date Bob and I had Saturday night. We spent a fun-filled evening with our friends from his company. They were celebrating 25 years of being in business. Any excuse for a good time will do as far as I am concerned, but I have to admit this was an auspiscious occasion. We boarded the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunquestcruises.com/"&gt;Solaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about 6:oo; that's when they took the picture of us. We enjoyed a lovely cruise for several hours. The dinner and the music were very nice and the sky was full of stars. It was a starry, starry night of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhfUG7FI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ZfLCCQMbiHY/s1600-h/solaris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246009145484045394" style="WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" height="309" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhfUG7FI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ZfLCCQMbiHY/s400/solaris.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhGswh0I/AAAAAAAAAyM/vAwT9g3CrgU/s1600-h/bob+faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246009138876548930" style="CURSOR: hand" height="405" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhGswh0I/AAAAAAAAAyM/vAwT9g3CrgU/s400/bob+faith.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While I am on the subject of stars, have you ever heard of star fruit? Nancy, my friend and mother-in-law, picked one from a tree in her backyard and gave it to me. She told me how to prepare it. Those little stars are so cute. I was so impressed with this star fruit that I made a delicious fruit salad with it. I even saved six seeds, so maybe I'll be able to grow my own star fruit tree. I did some research (how did we ever live without the internet?) and found out it's other name is carambola. Check it out if you are in the mood for some exotic fruit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhVH1ksI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4Km5Ay2B_vQ/s1600-h/whole+star+fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246009142748222146" style="CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhVH1ksI/AAAAAAAAAyc/4Km5Ay2B_vQ/s400/whole+star+fruit.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2Rhps-UsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/sgxXAYoF1c0/s1600-h/star+fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246009148272693954" style="WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" height="323" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2Rhps-UsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/sgxXAYoF1c0/s400/star+fruit.jpg" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is my fruit salad. It has star fruit, watermelon, cantelope, honeydew, and &lt;strong&gt;blueberries&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhzyLBxI/AAAAAAAAAys/yF7xU6M5SDc/s1600-h/fruit+salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246009150978852626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RhzyLBxI/AAAAAAAAAys/yF7xU6M5SDc/s400/fruit+salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"A Starry Night" by Vincent Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gogh&lt;/span&gt; is on display now at the Museum of Modern Art in New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;York City. I wish I could go see it. Since I can't go to New York today, I think I'll go see some more exciting Blue Monday blogs. Why don't you join me? Click right &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and you'll find yourself at Smiling Sally's Blogspot, the home of Blue Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM1-KvOeyZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/f5BJY1WHmLo/s1600-h/exhibition+starry+starry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245987863897491858" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="221" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM1-KvOeyZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/f5BJY1WHmLo/s400/exhibition+starry+starry.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have a safe and happy Blue Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-2533089549914878931?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2533089549914878931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=2533089549914878931' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2533089549914878931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2533089549914878931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-starry-night-for-blue-monday.html' title='It&apos;s A Starry Night For Blue Monday'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM2RmqTCnLI/AAAAAAAAAy0/vJAHo-DQEb4/s72-c/starry+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-2095914577300630701</id><published>2008-09-14T21:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:34:58.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kellie'/><title type='text'>What Do You Say To A Striped Cow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM3GaVUgNBI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ylXDD26-kOQ/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067296658535442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM3GaVUgNBI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ylXDD26-kOQ/s400/cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CowParade"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lady is called "Striped Cow" &lt;em&gt;(New York City, 2001).&lt;/em&gt; I decided on her for today because she reminded me of the pretty dress my daughter Kellie had on the other day. She is such a beautiful young lady and she has excellent taste. When she was a little girl, she loved to play dress up. When she was teenager, all her friends would come over to our house to get ready, so Kellie could help with outfits, hair, and make-up. Thank you, Kellie, for letting me take your picture for the blog. The cow looks good in stripes, but you look gorgeous!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM3GablhxYI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hi-wiruERmg/s1600-h/kel+stripes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246067298340554114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM3GablhxYI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hi-wiruERmg/s400/kel+stripes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; you say to a striped cow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See you around!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-2095914577300630701?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2095914577300630701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=2095914577300630701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2095914577300630701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/2095914577300630701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-do-you-say-to-striped-cow.html' title='What Do You Say To A Striped Cow?'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SM3GaVUgNBI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ylXDD26-kOQ/s72-c/cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3923087232444146414</id><published>2008-09-13T06:45:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:54:29.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Saturday'/><title type='text'>Pink Saturday Picture and Flower Arrangement</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMuoGayb-NI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Oii-NNHJORo/s1600-h/dogwood+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245471019226626258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMuoGayb-NI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Oii-NNHJORo/s400/dogwood+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMuoGvkN4DI/AAAAAAAAAx8/I7mUexYdM8k/s1600-h/arrangement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245471024804126770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMuoGvkN4DI/AAAAAAAAAx8/I7mUexYdM8k/s400/arrangement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't hesitate to join in the &lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pink Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This Saturday I am featuring a wonderful print signed by the artist. Her name is &lt;a href="http://www.bekikillorin.com/about.html"&gt;Beki Killorin &lt;/a&gt;and she is from Oklahoma. The painting is titled&lt;em&gt; Jazzed for Summer&lt;/em&gt;. I took the following quote from the information on the back of the picture: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her style brings a contemporary look to familiar subjects, imbuing birds, flowers and other images of the natural world with a unique life and spirit. Each work receives her special imprint...a small red dot that precedes her signature. It is an acknowledgement of God's ever-present and lasting love and an affirmation of the wonder of His creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I bought this picture at an auction raising money for Special Olympics. Using it as my inspiration I arranged the flowers in the other photo to compliment my picture. The vase is actually a plant. My husband says he thinks it is a palmetto bush. I bought it in a thrift store, so I really don't know what it is. It looks like all the stems have been cut off evenly. It was top heavy, so I turned a nut bowl upside down and super glued it on. I really like the effect. I shopped around for silk flowers as close to the print as I could find, and voila, my creation. It is sitting in the floor across from the Killorin print in the dining room where all the cows from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CowParade"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; live. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now go to Beverly at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How Sweet the Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, and check out nearly 100 pinkies who are graciously showing their pink today. Beverly has hosted this Pink Saturday event for some time now. Thank you dear Beverly for all the work involved in this parade of pink treasures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3923087232444146414?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3923087232444146414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3923087232444146414' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3923087232444146414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3923087232444146414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-saturday-picture-and-flower.html' title='Pink Saturday Picture and Flower Arrangement'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMuoGayb-NI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Oii-NNHJORo/s72-c/dogwood+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6538354564900112688</id><published>2008-09-12T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T06:44:38.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>"Pull Toy" For The Fun Of It</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlmSmktVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NtxFyY6uOMU/s1600-h/pull+toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238853606297613650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlmSmktVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NtxFyY6uOMU/s400/pull+toy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This beautiful &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (New York City, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; figurine is called "Pull Toy." Her wheels actually roll as you pull her around by her rope. She gets to be the cow-of-the-day because she makes me think of all the toys you see for sale at yard sales, flea markets, thrift stores, and all those kinds of places where I love to shop. I have enjoyed other people's blogs about their treasures, so I decided to blog about some of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlWkhHMMI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Hxb32t1S2Lc/s1600-h/aaround+the+house+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238853336228638914" style="WIDTH: 522px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="146" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlWkhHMMI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Hxb32t1S2Lc/s400/aaround+the+house+020.JPG" width="432" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of years ago Bob and I went to Tampa with some of our friends. The fellows went to a gun show, and the girls went "antiquing," that's what we call junk shopping. We ate lunch in the sweetest little cafe called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limoges&lt;/em&gt;. I decided I needed some Limoges china to commemorate the occasion. Any excuse, is a good excuse, I always say. Anyway, I finally have three gorgeous plates and the red rose rack to display them. I didn't find them all at the same place, and it took over a year, but I am satisfied with the results. I don't know if you are supposed to put plates in the bedroom or not, but I have used pink and red roses for the decor in my bedroom, so that is where they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlhxlsKUI/AAAAAAAAAno/2QKmVcSNWPY/s1600-h/aaround+the+house+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238853528716060994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlhxlsKUI/AAAAAAAAAno/2QKmVcSNWPY/s400/aaround+the+house+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlQACtXnI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yuErX3dGhNI/s1600-h/aaround+the+house+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238853223358226034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlQACtXnI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yuErX3dGhNI/s400/aaround+the+house+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw a chair like this one in an antique store one time, and I really liked it, but not for the price. Then one Saturday I went to a yard sale, and the lady had this chair for sale. It didn't have a seat in it. I asked her how much she would take for it, and she said I could have it for nothing. "Free," I said. She said, "Sure, it isn't good for anything, anyway." I then began collecting old men's ties, with red and pink, of course. I finally had enough to weave the bottom of the chair. I really love this old chair, and it didn't cost me $100. The three pictures beside the chair actually hang on the wall above the chair. I got them at the &lt;em&gt;Junkyard Dog&lt;/em&gt;, our Humane Society thrift store. They are Japanese prints with little birds on them. I think they pick up on the three circles theme I started with my plates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlL4J00BI/AAAAAAAAAnI/u9hXGjgOQiA/s1600-h/plant+stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238853152521113618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlL4J00BI/AAAAAAAAAnI/u9hXGjgOQiA/s400/plant+stand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQl1J5KoNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/WauV93HYDto/s1600-h/over+kitchen+sink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238853861657714898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQl1J5KoNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/WauV93HYDto/s400/over+kitchen+sink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this tall plant holder at an estate sale. The lady said her father made it. I admired the workmanship. I know it took a lot of patience to glue each one of the pieces of wood together into such an intricate design. She said her mother used it to hold an ashtray. I think it is a beautiful plant stand. The picture on the left is showing the arrangement I have above my kitchen sink. I really wish I had a window there. I thought and thought about what to do. Finally I found this picture at the &lt;em&gt;Agape&lt;/em&gt; thrift store. I found a frame that I thought flattered it. I said to Bob, "I don't know why I like that picture so much. He said, "I know why; it's because it's a picture of your things." I began to look around. He was right. I had things like that around the house. So began the putting-of-things-on-the-shelf. I have become somewhat obssessed with trying to match the picture exactly. When I find another piece that matches better than the one I have, I have to get it. &lt;strong&gt;It's all for the fun of it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6538354564900112688?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6538354564900112688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6538354564900112688' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6538354564900112688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6538354564900112688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-beautiful-cow-parade-new-york-city.html' title='&quot;Pull Toy&quot; For The Fun Of It'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLQlmSmktVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NtxFyY6uOMU/s72-c/pull+toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4341216749976621678</id><published>2008-09-09T00:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:53:10.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff'/><title type='text'>A Modern Art Lesson From"Mooma"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcJzmR6ZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/kv7I9dvsYo0/s1600-h/mooma+figure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243839402170509714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcJzmR6ZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/kv7I9dvsYo0/s400/mooma+figure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcJ6yarNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7qxt2J3-aIk/s1600-h/Piet+Mondrian+art.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243839404100463826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcJ6yarNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/7qxt2J3-aIk/s400/Piet+Mondrian+art.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcKONmmCI/AAAAAAAAAxg/6PicNjiOvW4/s1600-h/Marcel+Duchamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243839409314764834" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" height="210" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcKONmmCI/AAAAAAAAAxg/6PicNjiOvW4/s400/Marcel+Duchamp.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The artistic styles of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piet_Mondrian"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Piet Mondrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.understandingduchamp.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marcel Duchamp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can be seen in this creation for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cow Parade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(New York City, 2001).&lt;/em&gt; Her name is "Mooma," after the Museum of Modern Art, or as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it is commonly known, MoMA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcKrW3pjI/AAAAAAAAAxo/PXyYsfb9UzY/s1600-h/moma+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243839417138259506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcKrW3pjI/AAAAAAAAAxo/PXyYsfb9UzY/s400/moma+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When it comes to modern art, this is as close as I care to get. As a matter of fact, this vintage dress is getting a little closer to me than it needs to. I can zip it, but I won't be wearing it out anywhere until I work off a few more inches at &lt;em&gt;Curves&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Be sure to go visit &lt;a href="http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/2008/09/coffee-machine.html"&gt;Curly&lt;/a&gt; this morning for a cup of coffee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4341216749976621678?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4341216749976621678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4341216749976621678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4341216749976621678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4341216749976621678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/art.html' title='A Modern Art Lesson From&quot;Mooma&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMXcJzmR6ZI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/kv7I9dvsYo0/s72-c/mooma+figure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7553197691014706555</id><published>2008-09-08T00:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:04:06.184-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>"Puzzled Cow" Joins Blue Monday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVKkcS-bI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KhVUAYjQg-I/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243339137491335602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVKkcS-bI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KhVUAYjQg-I/s400/happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVKpr4UOI/AAAAAAAAAvY/axeCOCB5-cg/s1600-h/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243339138898874594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVKpr4UOI/AAAAAAAAAvY/axeCOCB5-cg/s400/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVLKx8JdI/AAAAAAAAAvg/E-kvYjp97Uw/s1600-h/monday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243339147782661586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVLKx8JdI/AAAAAAAAAvg/E-kvYjp97Uw/s400/monday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVBYYM8RI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LRZsolIzYNQ/s1600-h/puzzle+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243338979634114834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVBYYM8RI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LRZsolIzYNQ/s400/puzzle+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"Puzzled Cow," &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt; (New York City, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; wants everyone to have a Happy Blue Monday. Here's hoping none of us face any puzzles we can't solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVBUPmRWI/AAAAAAAAAvA/cjrBWYlqT4U/s1600-h/blue+puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243338978524284258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVBUPmRWI/AAAAAAAAAvA/cjrBWYlqT4U/s400/blue+puzzle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is a beautiful blue puzzle I assembled just for Blue Monday. Now that I am a rabid blogger I don't have as much time for building puzzles as I used to, but I think that is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVBMfdrAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/KzIbqLYbkPo/s1600-h/SWIMMING+WITH+MANATEES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243338976443345922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVBMfdrAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/KzIbqLYbkPo/s400/SWIMMING+WITH+MANATEES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This puzzle reminds me of all the fun I had swimming with the manatees in &lt;a href="http://www.crystalriverfl.org/"&gt;Crystal River&lt;/a&gt;, Florida. I have been twice, and I think maybe we'll need to go again, as soon as Abigail and Amelia are old enough to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Blue Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click on the Blue Jay over on my sidebar to see who else is enoying Blue Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7553197691014706555?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7553197691014706555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7553197691014706555' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7553197691014706555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7553197691014706555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/puzzled-cow-joins-blue-monday-fun.html' title='&quot;Puzzled Cow&quot; Joins Blue Monday Fun'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQVKkcS-bI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KhVUAYjQg-I/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3552207758507567292</id><published>2008-09-07T18:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:38:21.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kailee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;On August 29, 2000, John became the father of a precious baby girl, Kailee. We celebrated her 8th birthday at the Skating Rink today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRl5dLL5II/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mOp7A303dYA/s1600-h/kailee+and+john.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427903924593794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRl5dLL5II/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mOp7A303dYA/s400/kailee+and+john.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Her friends and family brought her gifts and cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRl5064xRI/AAAAAAAAAwY/cB4UDYNrLW0/s1600-h/smile+kailee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427910298682642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRl5064xRI/AAAAAAAAAwY/cB4UDYNrLW0/s400/smile+kailee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Everyone sang &lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/em&gt; and she blew out the candles on her cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRl47RCRrI/AAAAAAAAAwI/LDUVwoH5sWo/s1600-h/blow+out+candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427894822323890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRl47RCRrI/AAAAAAAAAwI/LDUVwoH5sWo/s400/blow+out+candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;There was pizza and soda for everybody. Her sister, Ashlei, and her brother, Brandon were having fun at the party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlq7XSvyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nRlYhSaSDGg/s1600-h/brandon+ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427654330400546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlq7XSvyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nRlYhSaSDGg/s400/brandon+ashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jennica was there, and so was her dad, Bob.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlqnRYxXI/AAAAAAAAAv4/bWj6qjMzCPQ/s1600-h/bob+and+jenn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427648936920434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlqnRYxXI/AAAAAAAAAv4/bWj6qjMzCPQ/s400/bob+and+jenn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her sister, Brittany, was there, too, but she is camera shy. Lawrence was making sure the DJ played all the right songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlqfN1iaI/AAAAAAAAAvw/snh_JhTiNd4/s1600-h/brittany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427646774544802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlqfN1iaI/AAAAAAAAAvw/snh_JhTiNd4/s400/brittany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlqMeqhKI/AAAAAAAAAvo/H8jGgmoZCMs/s1600-h/law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427641744852130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRlqMeqhKI/AAAAAAAAAvo/H8jGgmoZCMs/s400/law.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We had a good time at your birthday, Kailee. Thanks for inviting us. We all wish you many more happy birthdays and wonderful years of life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3552207758507567292?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3552207758507567292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3552207758507567292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3552207758507567292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3552207758507567292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-kailee.html' title='Happy Birthday Kailee'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRl5dLL5II/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mOp7A303dYA/s72-c/kailee+and+john.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7279081820973286228</id><published>2008-09-07T12:03:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:16:20.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><title type='text'>New Star on Ballet Horizon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKa5rD9tI/AAAAAAAAAuY/RTNY9XsKPzk/s1600-h/moomoo+tutu+figure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243327323440412370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKa5rD9tI/AAAAAAAAAuY/RTNY9XsKPzk/s400/moomoo+tutu+figure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKFafLPKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/huuWvuzxi8s/s1600-h/ab+dance+pose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243326954291805346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKFafLPKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/huuWvuzxi8s/s400/ab+dance+pose1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I had the opportunity to go to Abigail's ballet class with her. She is only four years old, and she has only been to four lessons, but I already see greatness in her future. This calls for "Moo Moo in a Tutu," from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade (Las Vegas, 2002)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to get to be the cow-of-the-day. At the end of the lesson, the teacher let all the little girls pick a costume and make up a dance for their classmates and visitors. It was wonderful fun. If you would like to see the beautiful dance Abby presented to her class, you can find it &lt;a href="http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/2008/09/abigails-first-ballet-recital.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQTcSh4dxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5hpPT85_jYc/s1600-h/dance+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243337242897315602" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" height="285" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQTcSh4dxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5hpPT85_jYc/s400/dance+class.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKE9Es8qI/AAAAAAAAAt4/8O6g_MxCUD8/s1600-h/ame+taking+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243326946396140194" style="WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" height="222" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKE9Es8qI/AAAAAAAAAt4/8O6g_MxCUD8/s400/ame+taking+picture.jpg" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's Abigail standing on the left side of the picture. She was very excited when the teacher chose her to go first. Gina and William are watching while Amelia takes pictures. She may be only three, but she takes some great pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKbF2QjLI/AAAAAAAAAug/ax8eynV3nRw/s1600-h/ame+danc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243327326708599986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKbF2QjLI/AAAAAAAAAug/ax8eynV3nRw/s400/ame+danc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before we were allowed to go into Abigail's class, Amelia entertained us in an empty classroom down the hall. She says she wants to be in a ballet class when she is four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKgBWgsqI/AAAAAAAAAuo/NekgN8IiofU/s1600-h/moomoo+in+tutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243327411401044642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKgBWgsqI/AAAAAAAAAuo/NekgN8IiofU/s400/moomoo+in+tutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKFoe4qHI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/SA5yPDgrztM/s1600-h/ab+reach+for+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243326958048684146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKFoe4qHI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/SA5yPDgrztM/s400/ab+reach+for+star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here I am back in 2003 at the Atlanta Cow Parade. Moo Moo in a Tutu was visiting from Las Vegas. I almost deleted the last picture because the flash showed in the mirror. Just in time I realized it looks as if Abby is holding a star. I decided to post this shot after all and call it "Reach For The Stars." Isn't that what we all want our children and grandchildren to do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7279081820973286228?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7279081820973286228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7279081820973286228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7279081820973286228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7279081820973286228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-star-on-ballet-horizon.html' title='New Star on Ballet Horizon'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMQKa5rD9tI/AAAAAAAAAuY/RTNY9XsKPzk/s72-c/moomoo+tutu+figure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7621469840641193204</id><published>2008-09-06T00:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:19:10.678-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Saturday'/><title type='text'>Pink Saturday:  Pink Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMHv7mXBJoI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Hh3NVIP9Vl8/s1600-h/burgess+roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242735248424380034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 538px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 473px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="404" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMHv7mXBJoI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Hh3NVIP9Vl8/s400/burgess+roses.jpg" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy &lt;a href="http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pink Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a wonderful print, signed by the artist, I won at a silent auction for our &lt;a href="http://www.nfsymphony.org/"&gt;Northwest Florida Symphony Orchestra Guild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a watercolor done by a fantastic local artist, &lt;a href="http://www.artzbydonnaburgess.com/index.htm"&gt;Donna Burgess&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the frame at a thrift shop, and had it re&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sized&lt;/span&gt; to fit the print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hangs in my bedroom where it looks great with my red and pink posies theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lovely pink roses always make me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7621469840641193204?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7621469840641193204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7621469840641193204' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7621469840641193204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7621469840641193204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-saturday.html' title='Pink Saturday:  Pink Roses'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMHv7mXBJoI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Hh3NVIP9Vl8/s72-c/burgess+roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1628326466637271490</id><published>2008-09-05T11:35:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:44:21.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff'/><title type='text'>No More Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMFswna4zsI/AAAAAAAAAs4/pwvd-LmqRy0/s1600-h/lactose+int.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242591023707246274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMFswna4zsI/AAAAAAAAAs4/pwvd-LmqRy0/s400/lactose+int.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not feeling very well today, and it is because I did not sleep well last night. I have no one but myself to blame. I never should have eaten that M &amp;amp; M Blast from Sonic last night. But I wanted it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; bad. I know better. I had such a stomach ache, and I deserve it. I even have some pills I can take, but I didn't know I was going to eat ice cream, so I didn't have them with me. I have no self control when it comes to ice cream. I am making a promise to myself, and I am recording it right here: &lt;strong&gt;I am never going to eat ice cream again&lt;/strong&gt;. Never, ever, until the next time I want it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; bad. There is no fool like an old fool! All that said, now you know how "Lactose Intolerabull" from &lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt; (Atlanta, 2003) became today's cow-of-the-day. Enough about all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading blogs again, and I just watched an awesome video. With September 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; right around the corner, we are being urged to show our patriotism. This video brought tears of pride to my eyes. Visit &lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-ready-for-football.html"&gt;Smiling Sally &lt;/a&gt;and watch it. Click on the link that says "footage." You'll be glad you did. If you aren't already flying your flag, get it out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://charliandme.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Charli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has inspired me to join in a blog activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I go! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Friday Fill-ins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with obscure song lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If I was to walk into your life, would you be willing to chat about the people you love?&lt;br /&gt;2. Catch a bright star and place it over your mirror to remind you to smile all day long.&lt;br /&gt;3. And you can send me a sentimental e-mail that is sure to touch my heart.&lt;br /&gt;4. I promise to forgive you, but I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm the innocent bystander / Somehow I got stuck watching while everybody else got rich and famous.&lt;br /&gt;6. What's keeping us apart isn't selfishness, it’s missed opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to watching a good movie, tomorrow my plans include garage sales, and Sunday, I want to go to church and spend quality time with my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone have a great weekend. Mine will not include eating any ice cream! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1628326466637271490?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1628326466637271490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1628326466637271490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1628326466637271490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1628326466637271490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-me-start-by-saying-i-just-watched.html' title='No More Ice Cream'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMFswna4zsI/AAAAAAAAAs4/pwvd-LmqRy0/s72-c/lactose+int.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1743916629667221915</id><published>2008-09-04T13:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:44:34.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff'/><title type='text'>"Early Show" All Day Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMArV5R07EI/AAAAAAAAAsg/rZmeDV3H7mU/s1600-h/me+in+nightgown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242237621412097090" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px" height="369" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMArV5R07EI/AAAAAAAAAsg/rZmeDV3H7mU/s400/me+in+nightgown.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAreQkrscI/AAAAAAAAAso/zzycLZntqvw/s1600-h/early+show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242237765104153026" style="CURSOR: hand" height="216" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAreQkrscI/AAAAAAAAAso/zzycLZntqvw/s400/early+show.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received some Gustav pictures from my friend Susie who lives in Mississippi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was looking at the cows to see who could be the cow-of-the-day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I am saving the pink ones for Saturdays and the blue ones for Mondays.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was trying to decide on a cow, my stomach started growling, so I looked at the clock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 1:24 PM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been checking e-mail and reading blogs since...I don't know what time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did work on a puzzle and watch some TV and talk on the phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know where this day has gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am still in my nightshirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There it is, &lt;strong&gt;the truth about retirement&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't want to get dressed, you don't have to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have to pick up my grand-daughter, &lt;a href="http://mylittlecatcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Macie&lt;/a&gt;, from volleyball practice at 4:00, so I guess I better get my act together by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I decided "Early Show" from &lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;(New York City, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; should be my choice for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son, &lt;a href="http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;William and his wife, Gina&lt;/a&gt;, want to go to Biloxi this weekend. He has called the casino, and they say they will be open. Speedy recovery, I would say. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAp_s5CMeI/AAAAAAAAAsA/4678a1zrCvs/s1600-h/baystlouisbeachblvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242236140618133986" style="WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="220" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAp_s5CMeI/AAAAAAAAAsA/4678a1zrCvs/s400/baystlouisbeachblvd.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAqOjbAEUI/AAAAAAAAAsY/HycoTw3z2SY/s1600-h/kencombspiergulfport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242236395774284098" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAqOjbAEUI/AAAAAAAAAsY/HycoTw3z2SY/s400/kencombspiergulfport.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAqOUUCu5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/MsTHJrEI0Ik/s1600-h/passchristian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242236391718566802" style="WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="213" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAqOUUCu5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/MsTHJrEI0Ik/s400/passchristian.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAp_j9NHxI/AAAAAAAAAsI/WHAruM4NUS4/s1600-h/hardrockbiloxi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242236138219708178" style="WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="232" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMAp_j9NHxI/AAAAAAAAAsI/WHAruM4NUS4/s400/hardrockbiloxi.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1743916629667221915?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1743916629667221915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1743916629667221915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1743916629667221915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1743916629667221915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/early-show-all-day-long.html' title='&quot;Early Show&quot; All Day Long'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMArV5R07EI/AAAAAAAAAsg/rZmeDV3H7mU/s72-c/me+in+nightgown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7021997122969517464</id><published>2008-09-02T21:39:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:45:13.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging Award'/><title type='text'>I'm So Excited About My Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL35gyHsYFI/AAAAAAAAArg/vWVnqs4qp-Q/s1600-h/award_from_Jo__.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241619882934296658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL35gyHsYFI/AAAAAAAAArg/vWVnqs4qp-Q/s400/award_from_Jo__.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blogger friend, Ky Woman,at &lt;a href="http://pebbledrops.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pebbledrops.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; sent me an award. I am telling you the truth, I am thrilled to pieces. I have just been having so much fun with this blogging business. Wandering around in this new world is very entertaining. Ky Woman's blog is interesting and informative. She is supportive of our troops and the work they are doing. My son-in-law is in the Air Force. He has been over in Afghanistan, and I know how much our soldiers depend on our support from here at home. That is all very important, but I have to admit, I love the Friday Funnies. You really should check out this blog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my &lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cows are here to shout a big &lt;strong&gt;Thank You&lt;/strong&gt; to Ky Woman for the Blogging Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241623203193651586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="334" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL38iDDNgYI/AAAAAAAAAro/SH6z5-qivyQ/s400/022.JPG" width="476" border="0" /&gt; Now it is my turn to pass this award on to seven blogs I enjoy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://keepingupwithjohnandangel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://keepingupwithjohnandangel.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://diane1876.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://diane1876.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kelli1975.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kelli1975.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://charliandme.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://charliandme.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://curlyscorner-sandy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dawnsdaybreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dawnsdaybreak.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you to all of you for making me feel so welcome in Blogland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7021997122969517464?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7021997122969517464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7021997122969517464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7021997122969517464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7021997122969517464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-excited-about-my-award.html' title='I&apos;m So Excited About My Award!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL35gyHsYFI/AAAAAAAAArg/vWVnqs4qp-Q/s72-c/award_from_Jo__.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4487109637458652313</id><published>2008-09-02T14:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:18:08.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>Relatives Up For Some Mexican Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZQ40hg0I/AAAAAAAAArY/vLujF8LFU8s/s1600-h/toro+vaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241514056738767682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZQ40hg0I/AAAAAAAAArY/vLujF8LFU8s/s400/toro+vaco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This lovely couple, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Toro&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vaca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Folklorico" &lt;/span&gt;from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt; (San Antonio, 2003) &lt;/em&gt;were happy to welcome our relatives from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ocala&lt;/span&gt;, Florida, for Labor Day Mexican style. It was still too messy outside for a cookout, so we all headed on down to our favorite Mexican restaurant for dinner and a good time of visiting.&lt;br /&gt;We were all glad our family could get together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lawrence sure was happy to see Uncle Joe and Aunt Linda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZQJYUzlI/AAAAAAAAArI/15HbVccNpMc/s1600-h/joe+law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241514044004027986" style="WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="274" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZQJYUzlI/AAAAAAAAArI/15HbVccNpMc/s400/joe+law.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZQbB43jI/AAAAAAAAArQ/988jgOMwxC4/s1600-h/law+linda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241514048741760562" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="220" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZQbB43jI/AAAAAAAAArQ/988jgOMwxC4/s400/law+linda.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Joey and his girlfriend, April, came with Joe and Linda. Joey hinted that perhaps we would be invited to special occasion in the future. They do make a great looking couple. Speaking of great looking couples, Jay and Kathy were also there to visit with the folks from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ocala&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZP4wTrOI/AAAAAAAAArA/FCzD9mOMPhQ/s1600-h/joe+april.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241514039541214434" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" height="330" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZP4wTrOI/AAAAAAAAArA/FCzD9mOMPhQ/s400/joe+april.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y-8l5BsI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5IHdUpEA414/s1600-h/kathy+jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241513748513490626" style="CURSOR: hand" height="357" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y-8l5BsI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5IHdUpEA414/s400/kathy+jay.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the kids all had a wonderful time. Thank goodness they put us in the backroom so we would not disturb the other customers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylittlecatcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amelia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y_Q0MHEI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EoKA0xkWeWc/s1600-h/amelia+macie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241513753942170690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y_Q0MHEI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EoKA0xkWeWc/s400/amelia+macie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abigail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZPkyKKiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Xt2En7uKlnQ/s1600-h/abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241514034180270626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZPkyKKiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Xt2En7uKlnQ/s400/abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Connor and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y_mm7JcI/AAAAAAAAAqw/SO4LlUDFwLg/s1600-h/connor+colton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241513759792113090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y_mm7JcI/AAAAAAAAAqw/SO4LlUDFwLg/s400/connor+colton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were other members of the family present who managed to avoid the camera. I don't know why they're scared to let me take their picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In closing, I'll post this picture of Bob and Tim. They look like bouncers, don't they? There was some muscle flexing going on. With Joey and Connor both growing up so tall and strong, I guess, &lt;strong&gt;a man's got to strut what a man's got to strut!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y-yy2cmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BDZZ_2kq5Io/s1600-h/tim+bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241513745883492962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2Y-yy2cmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BDZZ_2kq5Io/s400/tim+bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4487109637458652313?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4487109637458652313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4487109637458652313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4487109637458652313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4487109637458652313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/relatives-up-for-some-mexican-food.html' title='Relatives Up For Some Mexican Food'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SL2ZQ40hg0I/AAAAAAAAArY/vLujF8LFU8s/s72-c/toro+vaco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5495228363166702340</id><published>2008-09-01T12:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:35:26.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Monday'/><title type='text'>Keeping An Eye On "Sky Cow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are spending a very quiet Labor Day today keeping an eye on Gustav. Here in Northwest Florida we are experiencing a whole lot of rain and wind. We are currently under a tornado watch. Thankfully it seems we will escape disaster. I am praying everyone will be spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On a playful note, I have decided to join Blue Monday. I have chosen "Sky Cow," from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade &lt;/a&gt;(Chicago, 1999) &lt;/em&gt;for today's lucky lady. She's perfect since our minds are concentrating on what's happening in the sky, and she is &lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241110439327699986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLwqLQy4FBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/7DS-88DpoAk/s400/sky+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I took advantage of a break in the weather to photograph her under the carport, on top of my car. I get a kick out of taking pictures of my cows. They are all so cooperative. I really liked the reflection in this shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In other news, on the way home from church yesterday, I spied some ducks crossing the road. Bob sweetly stopped the car so I could jump out and take their picture. They were heading to a pond and they came to this drain thing at the end of the street. Mother duck jumped up on top and I thought, "Poor babies, they can't jump up there." Then look what happened. They just went through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLwsUztFuGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/S0Ke7_zUQwM/s1600-h/ducks.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241112802340747362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="290" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLwsUztFuGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/S0Ke7_zUQwM/s400/ducks.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the hole and joined mama on the other side. You have got to love Mot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLwsh47UNiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/f737iar5vlM/s1600-h/ducks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241113027080893986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="291" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLwsh47UNiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/f737iar5vlM/s400/ducks2.jpg" width="335" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;her Nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5495228363166702340?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5495228363166702340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5495228363166702340' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5495228363166702340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5495228363166702340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/09/keeping-eye-on-sky-cow.html' title='Keeping An Eye On &quot;Sky Cow&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLwqLQy4FBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/7DS-88DpoAk/s72-c/sky+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-960682840221141672</id><published>2008-08-30T18:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:08:56.594-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennica'/><title type='text'>Let's Go Check Out Nate's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrU-7u7qI/AAAAAAAAAw4/XH_L0Ym86TA/s1600-h/joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243433874401193634" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px" height="370" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrU-7u7qI/AAAAAAAAAw4/XH_L0Ym86TA/s400/joe.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrUmyOSVI/AAAAAAAAAwo/FdVynivuE7g/s1600-h/bob+faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243433867918854482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrUmyOSVI/AAAAAAAAAwo/FdVynivuE7g/s400/bob+faith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I would like to introduce you to Joe.  He is Bob's oldest sister, Kathy's son.  His friend has opened a new restaurant, and Joe is working there.  So we decided to go out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrUqEOjjI/AAAAAAAAAww/c4sZtKLbOd8/s1600-h/jen+john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243433868799675954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="346" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrUqEOjjI/AAAAAAAAAww/c4sZtKLbOd8/s400/jen+john.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bob's baby girl, Jennica, and her beloved John joined us for some very delicious steak dinners.  We will definitely be returning to eat here again.  The food was excellent and, of course, the service was up to Joe's high standard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After dinner, Bob was horsing around with the lamppost and I caught this funny photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrHHCC_5I/AAAAAAAAAwg/jveumxsCmBI/s1600-h/bob+kiss+lamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243433636056989586" style="CURSOR: hand" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrHHCC_5I/AAAAAAAAAwg/jveumxsCmBI/s400/bob+kiss+lamp.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrU-7u7qI/AAAAAAAAAw4/XH_L0Ym86TA/s1600-h/joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-960682840221141672?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/960682840221141672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=960682840221141672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/960682840221141672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/960682840221141672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-go-check-out-nates.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Check Out Nate&apos;s'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SMRrU-7u7qI/AAAAAAAAAw4/XH_L0Ym86TA/s72-c/joe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8267186495320862194</id><published>2008-08-29T14:17:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:18:26.030-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>My Girlfriends Are Quirky Fun Seekers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Fun Seekers" cow from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade &lt;/a&gt;(Houston, Texas, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; is the perfect girl for today. She has so many gorgeous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;funseekers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; painted on her that I had to photograph both sides. Since I spent the entire morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhNXo-xVSI/AAAAAAAAApY/zTaNWoyhJ-Y/s1600-h/funseeker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g in the yard, I decided to take her pictures outside and show off my newly mowed grass. (The pictures on this cow do not represent my girlfriends. Any resemblance they may have to any of us is purely coincidental.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhNPaPJOoI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_69nTLTP3xM/s1600-h/funseeker1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240023093581789826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhNPaPJOoI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_69nTLTP3xM/s400/funseeker1.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhN5Vy7RFI/AAAAAAAAApg/XZrtT0EQGWA/s1600-h/funseeker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240023813944198226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" height="231" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhN5Vy7RFI/AAAAAAAAApg/XZrtT0EQGWA/s400/funseeker2.jpg" width="345" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhMr1CcIII/AAAAAAAAApA/DNGdwMFwUEM/s1600-h/girls+at+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhMr1CcIII/AAAAAAAAApA/DNGdwMFwUEM/s1600-h/girls+at+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This cow makes me think about how lucky I am to have some really great girfriends. They are all such &lt;strong&gt;fun seekers&lt;/strong&gt;. We are known as &lt;em&gt;Quirks&lt;/em&gt;, and you only get one guess why.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240022482300969090" style="WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" height="283" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhMr1CcIII/AAAAAAAAApA/DNGdwMFwUEM/s400/girls+at+lunch.jpg" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we went to Olive Garden to celebrate Peggy's birthday. I forgot to take the camera, but I did take the camera to the Sugar Mill the last time we had lunch together. It was only about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a month&lt;/span&gt; ago, so we don't look that different. We always have such a good time when we get together. We have been friends for over twenty years. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;L to&lt;/span&gt; R, Faith, Kathy, Dawn, and Peggy) We are getting together on Saturday to plan a trip to Chicago in November while our husbands go to a gun show in Tulsa, Oklahoma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhMnMNVL0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/4lEvGWET3JU/s1600-h/girlfriendswpeggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240022402621321026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhMnMNVL0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/4lEvGWET3JU/s400/girlfriendswpeggy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture was taken at another one of Peggy's birthdays. I won't say how old she is now, but this picture was taken six years ago, and this birthday was a "BIG ONE." That's Peggy in the middle. The &lt;em&gt;Quirk&lt;/em&gt; in the red shirt is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nyla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She got married and moved to Iowa, so we don't see her too often anymore, but once a &lt;em&gt;Quirk&lt;/em&gt;, always a &lt;em&gt;Quirk&lt;/em&gt;. On the far left, we have Sonnie. She is the &lt;em&gt;Quirk&lt;/em&gt; who has just opened a new face and nail salon after retiring from teaching, so she has been very busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhMjDzCioI/AAAAAAAAAow/zpib-zUcemY/s1600-h/will+wed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240022331644086914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhMjDzCioI/AAAAAAAAAow/zpib-zUcemY/s400/will+wed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures of the &lt;em&gt;Quirks&lt;/em&gt;. This is the day my youngest son, &lt;a href="http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;William&lt;/a&gt;, got married. Of course, all the girlfriends turned out for the event. We all try to be there for each other in good times and in sad times. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good to have these &lt;em&gt;Quirks&lt;/em&gt; in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-8267186495320862194?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8267186495320862194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8267186495320862194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8267186495320862194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8267186495320862194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-girlfriends-are-quirky-fun-seekers.html' title='My Girlfriends Are Quirky Fun Seekers'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLhNPaPJOoI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_69nTLTP3xM/s72-c/funseeker1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4189334304413635688</id><published>2008-08-28T14:40:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:20:16.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>I Feel The Need To Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cowlumbus&lt;/span&gt;" from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade.com/"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/a&gt; (Barcelona, Spain, 2005)&lt;/em&gt; takes her inspiration from Christopher Columbus, the widely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acclaimed&lt;/span&gt; traveller from back in 1492. She gets to be the cow-of-the-day today because I have become inspired to do some travelling myself. Thankfully some of my beloved family members have volunteered to accompany me. You know they are going to be glad they did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLcADAC-oUI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kSurbukhWro/s1600-h/connor+tenth+grade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239656743020962114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLcADAC-oUI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kSurbukhWro/s400/connor+tenth+grade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLcAKr4k5FI/AAAAAAAAAog/SvQKCQ2vY6E/s1600-h/cowlumbus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239656875047576658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLcAKr4k5FI/AAAAAAAAAog/SvQKCQ2vY6E/s400/cowlumbus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at my handsome grandson, Connor. He is in the tenth grade now. He is a great kid. He works hard at school. He's active in his youth group at church. He plays football. He minds his parents. He is good to his grandma. Who wouldn't want to go on a cruise with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLb_6ythCvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mzzvdIJTSF0/s1600-h/cool+lawrence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239656602002328306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLb_6ythCvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mzzvdIJTSF0/s400/cool+lawrence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at my handsome son, Lawrence. He works hard everyday at his job. He keeps his room clean. He helps keep the house tidy. He minds his own business. He smiles at his mama. Who wouldn't want to go on a cruise with him? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLb_mi2waPI/AAAAAAAAAoA/GESFtS340FU/s1600-h/macie+kellie+me+rome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239656254148733170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLb_mi2waPI/AAAAAAAAAoA/GESFtS340FU/s400/macie+kellie+me+rome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at my gorgeous daughter, Kellie, and her precious daughter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylittlecatcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Macie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They are so sweet, and so much fun to be with. I remember the good time we had when we all went cruising the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mediterranean&lt;/span&gt; Sea. Who wouldn't want to go on another cruise with them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLcDNHtpk2I/AAAAAAAAAoo/txiAkLyAZ5Y/s1600-h/capt+bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239660215412560738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLcDNHtpk2I/AAAAAAAAAoo/txiAkLyAZ5Y/s400/capt+bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How about this man of the sea, my adorable husband, Bob. He is awesome in so many ways. He is the icing on my cake. He's the best mate a girl could want. I'm sure everyone who knows him would want to go on a cruise with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There you have it. I could no longer resist the urge to book the cruise. Only &lt;strong&gt;286&lt;/strong&gt; days from now, June 11, 2009, we will take off for London. From there we will set sail for northern Europe on the Carnival Liberty. I am so excited, I have butterflies in my stomach. I realize that's pretty far off in the future, and things could happen between now and then that could change our plans. But the deposits have been paid for plane tickets, hotel rooms in London, and cabins on the ship. I've just got to come up with the rest of the money by March. &lt;em&gt;I think I'll go buy a lottery ticket!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4189334304413635688?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4189334304413635688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4189334304413635688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4189334304413635688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4189334304413635688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-need-to-cruise.html' title='I Feel The Need To Cruise'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLcADAC-oUI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kSurbukhWro/s72-c/connor+tenth+grade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7862706139315982261</id><published>2008-08-25T17:00:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:45:55.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff'/><title type='text'>"Cowabunga" Our Waves Are Breaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsxYmtchI/AAAAAAAAAm4/us7ykOX1vQA/s1600-h/cowabunga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238580018492043794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsxYmtchI/AAAAAAAAAm4/us7ykOX1vQA/s400/cowabunga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMtTz4SLwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/aO_3lOS9KIk/s1600-h/beach3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238580609929064194" style="CURSOR: hand" height="369" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMtTz4SLwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/aO_3lOS9KIk/s400/beach3.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cowabunga&lt;/span&gt;" from &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Houston, Texas, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; is here to show off the waves of Fay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMssXv1mRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/e9aDbQ1A0Iw/s1600-h/boogie+board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238579932362545426" style="WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="212" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMssXv1mRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/e9aDbQ1A0Iw/s400/boogie+board.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsklAWoyI/AAAAAAAAAmg/bVRZ8neLO-c/s1600-h/beach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238579798482527010" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="172" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsklAWoyI/AAAAAAAAAmg/bVRZ8neLO-c/s400/beach2.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture on the left was taken back at the beginning of the summer, on a bright sunny morning. The waves were just right to play in. The one on the right was taken an hour ago. When you look out at the end of the pier, you can see how much rougher the waves are today. There is a red flag on the beach, which means the water is not good for ordinary swimmers. While I was out there I saw three surfers, and only one of them was in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsoEyISRI/AAAAAAAAAmo/P6JXtuaNoOU/s1600-h/beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238579858552408338" style="WIDTH: 576px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="192" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsoEyISRI/AAAAAAAAAmo/P6JXtuaNoOU/s400/beach1.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsCWL5JlI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7L9K3Vb4fw0/s1600-h/beach4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238579210388842066" style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="229" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsCWL5JlI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7L9K3Vb4fw0/s400/beach4.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here it is, one parting shot of Grandma, the way she was back in the summer of 1967. This is the only picture I have of me &lt;em&gt;pretending&lt;/em&gt; to be a surfer girl. My brother let me carry his board around so I could be cool. I wasn't usually content at the beach for very long. It was too hot, too sandy, too sunny. I liked to swim, but I didn't like to sunbathe, too boring. There weren't good sunscreens back then, and I hated to get burned. Fair skinned people have to be careful. We can't be sitting around in the gulf waiting for a good wave. Now that I'm old, I'm glad I didn't spend anymore time in the sun than I did. I'm enough of a raisin as it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMr6vFdM_I/AAAAAAAAAmI/OOFF1xx8jlw/s1600-h/surfboard+grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238579079633777650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMr6vFdM_I/AAAAAAAAAmI/OOFF1xx8jlw/s400/surfboard+grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7862706139315982261?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7862706139315982261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7862706139315982261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7862706139315982261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7862706139315982261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/cowabunga-our-waves-are-breaking.html' title='&quot;Cowabunga&quot; Our Waves Are Breaking'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLMsxYmtchI/AAAAAAAAAm4/us7ykOX1vQA/s72-c/cowabunga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6005245116942866468</id><published>2008-08-24T12:21:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:22:25.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>"Celtic Cow" Brings Sunday Tidings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZy5YZ9NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1qs_NHJcJn8/s1600-h/celtic+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136941284291794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZy5YZ9NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1qs_NHJcJn8/s400/celtic+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Celtic Cow" from Cow Parade (London, 2002) reminds me of our trip to Ireland, June 2008. We visited several graveyards. Here are some pictures from one of them. The guide explained why the Celtic crosses have a circle. He said the circle stood for the sun and the moon which were worshipped by the people they were trying to convert to Christianity. This made the symbol of the cross acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZYhAYmvI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Fp5AwYcdzWw/s1600-h/graveyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136488064490226" style="CURSOR: hand" height="253" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZYhAYmvI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Fp5AwYcdzWw/s400/graveyard.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZueST9LI/AAAAAAAAAl4/20FzyVNY0bw/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136865291498674" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="274" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZueST9LI/AAAAAAAAAl4/20FzyVNY0bw/s400/sign.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZpP0QMxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ahZzbql3KwU/s1600-h/bob+cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136775507981074" style="CURSOR: hand" height="432" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZpP0QMxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ahZzbql3KwU/s400/bob+cross.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZedEWjEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MAWBpg_Z-5s/s1600-h/crosses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136590086605890" style="CURSOR: hand" height="431" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZedEWjEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MAWBpg_Z-5s/s400/crosses.jpg" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a beautiful picture of the Irish countryside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZlp4eyRI/AAAAAAAAAlo/wGu6d3Bl2WI/s1600-h/countryside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136713785559314" style="CURSOR: hand" height="346" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZlp4eyRI/AAAAAAAAAlo/wGu6d3Bl2WI/s400/countryside.jpg" width="460" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I thought it would be a nice day to show where I go to worship. We have a cross outside our church building like all good Methodists. We have many crosses inside as well. Here is what the front of our sanctuary looks like. I am thankful to have a beautiful building to go to worship and gather with my friends and family. I am also thankful for what the cross means to me personally. God bless us all! Have a blessed Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZSg8r8KI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0ZHz3mefU2U/s1600-h/church+outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136384969765026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZSg8r8KI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0ZHz3mefU2U/s400/church+outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZNnRGNoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6-wHiFuLtU8/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238136300766639746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZNnRGNoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6-wHiFuLtU8/s400/church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6005245116942866468?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6005245116942866468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6005245116942866468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6005245116942866468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6005245116942866468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/celtic-cow-brings-sunday-tidiings.html' title='&quot;Celtic Cow&quot; Brings Sunday Tidings'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLGZy5YZ9NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1qs_NHJcJn8/s72-c/celtic+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-468672372076853760</id><published>2008-08-23T14:01:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:43:06.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><title type='text'>"That's Cow It Goes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBe6J44y6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/y4grqdX7S44/s1600-h/that%27s+cow+it+is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237790719811832738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBe6J44y6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/y4grqdX7S44/s400/that%27s+cow+it+is.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to the beach last night to see if the tropical storm heading our way was creating any big waves. I have never seen the gulf so calm. Seems the wind was blowing the surf out instead of in to shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there we had some fun playing at the kid's playground. The play stuff reminded me of this weird cow. Her name is "That's Cow It Goes." (&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade, Atlanta, 2003) &lt;/em&gt;I don't know what it is all about, but it makes me think, "Man, I've had some days when I felt like that cow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfTfFGtOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0ggPOT-uc7Q/s1600-h/bob+in+shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237791154996950242" style="CURSOR: hand" height="334" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfTfFGtOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/0ggPOT-uc7Q/s400/bob+in+shark.jpg" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237791026756428178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px" height="348" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfMBWLoZI/AAAAAAAAAkY/eEqBxEukk08/s400/bob+dead+in+shark2.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfGOVBLxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JO_BPF8KDVg/s1600-h/faith+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237790927161995026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="265" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfGOVBLxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JO_BPF8KDVg/s400/faith+fish.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bob is having a close encounter of the shark kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm goofing around with this sporty fish, or maybe it's a fishy sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have this cow in my Atlanta Cow Parade Scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBe1mC5DvI/AAAAAAAAAj4/c3sM98pXIqY/s1600-h/cow+it+goes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237790641470639858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="227" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBe1mC5DvI/AAAAAAAAAj4/c3sM98pXIqY/s400/cow+it+goes.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfBiNZ32I/AAAAAAAAAkI/crej1gmcMhs/s1600-h/bob+faith+sharks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237790846599421794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="252" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfBiNZ32I/AAAAAAAAAkI/crej1gmcMhs/s400/bob+faith+sharks.jpg" width="423" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun begins to set, we can't help but feel the romantic mood. The sunset was so beautiful, I wanted to share the experience. Hopefully the storm won't be too bad. I think we are just in for a lot of rain for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfnJJUIYI/AAAAAAAAAko/_bo2RF6KCRY/s1600-h/sunset4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237791492706410882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfnJJUIYI/AAAAAAAAAko/_bo2RF6KCRY/s400/sunset4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfrztgYvI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0ebuvLU0xow/s1600-h/sunset3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237791572851974898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfrztgYvI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0ebuvLU0xow/s400/sunset3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfwMrnmmI/AAAAAAAAAk4/T9oU5CTQliU/s1600-h/sunset2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237791648274422370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBfwMrnmmI/AAAAAAAAAk4/T9oU5CTQliU/s400/sunset2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBf0imkOnI/AAAAAAAAAlA/99ZntUNvXmc/s1600-h/sunset1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237791722878286450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBf0imkOnI/AAAAAAAAAlA/99ZntUNvXmc/s400/sunset1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-468672372076853760?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/468672372076853760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=468672372076853760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/468672372076853760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/468672372076853760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/thats-cow-it-goes.html' title='&quot;That&apos;s Cow It Goes&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SLBe6J44y6I/AAAAAAAAAkA/y4grqdX7S44/s72-c/that%27s+cow+it+is.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3968351774226523990</id><published>2008-08-22T16:38:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:23:09.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kellie'/><title type='text'>Hoop-Dee-Doo Review to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yiNYd-RI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MmE8YtF8VAw/s1600-h/Moolin+Rouge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237460454944405778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yiNYd-RI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MmE8YtF8VAw/s400/Moolin+Rouge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Paris, 2006)&lt;/em&gt; presents "Moolin Rouge." She is a beautiful dancing girl straight from the Moulin Rouge in Paris, France. I was in France once. Our cruise ship stopped in Cannes for a day. Bob and I went on an excursion to Monaco, but that is not the subject of the blog today. So I'll just keep France on hold for now. Paris isn't even on my travel list at the moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yqTSyWHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/l23tZvLj06A/s1600-h/_moulin_rouge_spirit_of_paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237460593970141298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yqTSyWHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/l23tZvLj06A/s400/_moulin_rouge_spirit_of_paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I had lunch with Gina, Will, Abby, Amelia, and Kellie today, and we were talking about Disneyworld. The family is planning a trip there in October. Everyone is getting excited about all the fun we will surely have. That conversation reminded me of a past visit to Disney. We stayed at Fort Wilderness. Along with all the other fun, we got to go to the Hoop-Dee-Doo Review. It is a fun filled dinner in a dance hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yeLHHOlI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mNirCgWmTHU/s1600-h/kellie+dancehall+girl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237460385615264338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yeLHHOlI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mNirCgWmTHU/s400/kellie+dancehall+girl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The really great part was when Kellie, my daughter, the one with the red feather, was selected to be in the chorus line. It wasn't the Moulin Rouge in Paris, but it was the closest any of us will ever get to dancing on the stage there. (That means you, too, Abigail.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yaCooFpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gzok8qdnFFo/s1600-h/kellie+dancehall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237460314620434066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yaCooFpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gzok8qdnFFo/s400/kellie+dancehall2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a hoot! If you knew her like we all do, you'd see why this was so funny. She was such a good sport, even though she is normally so reserved (nothing like her crazy mother.) None of us will ever forget what a good time we had that night. We are not planning to go to this dinner again in October. Some experiences just can't be topped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yOgdMMOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/B1eU-PrUUAY/s1600-h/hooptedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237460116467101922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yOgdMMOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/B1eU-PrUUAY/s400/hooptedo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Catching a glimpse of family togetherness waiting outside the saloon. I think this was in Septemer of 2003. Abigail, you weren't born until February 18, 2004, but Gina and Will were anxiously awaiting your arrival. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3968351774226523990?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3968351774226523990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3968351774226523990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3968351774226523990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3968351774226523990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoop-te-do-review-to-you.html' title='Hoop-Dee-Doo Review to You'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SK8yiNYd-RI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MmE8YtF8VAw/s72-c/Moolin+Rouge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3478254434309197700</id><published>2008-08-18T08:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:19:16.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><title type='text'>"Moomaid" Sends Congrats to Michael Phelps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl8K31Az9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/zIEYJ3D0AlA/s1600-h/memmoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235852568021749714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl8K31Az9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/zIEYJ3D0AlA/s400/memmoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Moomaid" from &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Kansas City, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; joins with the rest of the world to congratulate Michael Phelps for winning eight gold medals in the Olympics. We all think he is amazing, but Moomaid is just beside herself. She thinks he's the man she has been looking for all her life. Do you think he has a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl8Gf_OI-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/VFzPG9USRG8/s1600-h/phelps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235852492902638562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl8Gf_OI-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/VFzPG9USRG8/s400/phelps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl8BPZ_F3I/AAAAAAAAAi4/v9aloooIUcg/s1600-h/law+mermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235852402552149874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl8BPZ_F3I/AAAAAAAAAi4/v9aloooIUcg/s400/law+mermaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut this picture out of the newspaper this morning. This young man is in the news all over the place. He is quite a celebrity, but, from what I can gather, he is still a great, friendly guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a couple of photos in the family archives that bring back mermaid memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Lawrence in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, with a billboard. I believe it was advertising haircare products. Don't you love that hairdo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we see Macie with Ariel in her Grotto at the Magic Kingdom in DisneyWorld. I believe she was about five years old when I had to stand in that long line for this photo and autograph. Not to worry, it was well worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moomaid was present in Atlanta in 2003 for the Cow Parade, so I posed with her for Bob to snap this lovely picture. Oh, the memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl78VK6daI/AAAAAAAAAiw/FUJ5rxz0yQQ/s1600-h/macie+mermaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235852318200198562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl78VK6daI/AAAAAAAAAiw/FUJ5rxz0yQQ/s400/macie+mermaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl72JMoQeI/AAAAAAAAAio/JGDrhdWCXNQ/s1600-h/mermaid+Atlanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235852211906953698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl72JMoQeI/AAAAAAAAAio/JGDrhdWCXNQ/s400/mermaid+Atlanta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3478254434309197700?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3478254434309197700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3478254434309197700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3478254434309197700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3478254434309197700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/moomaid-sends-congrats-to-michael.html' title='&quot;Moomaid&quot; Sends Congrats to Michael Phelps'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKl8K31Az9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/zIEYJ3D0AlA/s72-c/memmoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5115383768183765572</id><published>2008-08-16T13:38:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:45:28.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff'/><title type='text'>"Nicole's Dream of Peace"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKclZALCgWI/AAAAAAAAAig/2Qy85F9xY4o/s1600-h/2004nickelRev_peaceMedal_144x144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235194203314749794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKclZALCgWI/AAAAAAAAAig/2Qy85F9xY4o/s400/2004nickelRev_peaceMedal_144x144.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKcfPdQWygI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YDAMxeLp3tk/s1600-h/peace+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235187442253220354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="332" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKcfPdQWygI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YDAMxeLp3tk/s400/peace+cow.jpg" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a lazy Saturday around here for me, nice and peaceful, so I decided the cow-of-the-day would be &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Harrisburg, PA, 2004)&lt;/em&gt; cow, "Nicole's Dream For Peace." She was created by the employees of Coin Wrap in honor of the US coin, the "Peace Nickel." Tranquility and Peace radiate from the blue background, and the peace signs and clouds combine for a dreamy ambiance. Whenever I see the peace sign, it reminds me of my teenage days. Peace and Love, man. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKcfGhqQQnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/WhAohTDfG_E/s1600-h/hippi+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235187288816763506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKcfGhqQQnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/WhAohTDfG_E/s400/hippi+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I never was a hippie, but I did dress up like one for spirit day at school back in about 1991.(Yes, children, Grandma's hair was long back then. I went to a lot of trouble to get it curly, too.) It was fun to dress up like a hippie. My students got a good laugh. That's a fun memory, but hippie peace is not what I'm talking about. I have a dream for peace, real peace. I long for peace of mind. I want to know my children and grandchildren have peace within themselves. We may not be able to have peace on earth, but we can have peace in our own hearts and minds, can't we? What's wrong with an old lady wanting her babies to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKcfBgjHUoI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9pw3HY_VEjM/s1600-h/me+on+sailboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235187202619036290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKcfBgjHUoI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9pw3HY_VEjM/s400/me+on+sailboat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, that is my prayer this day. I want all the people I love to have &lt;em&gt;Peace Like A River.&lt;/em&gt; When my family is happy, I am happy. So make me happy, love one another, live in peace! Life is too short to spend even a minute disgruntled. God Bless Us Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5115383768183765572?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5115383768183765572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5115383768183765572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5115383768183765572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5115383768183765572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/nicoles-dream-of-peace.html' title='&quot;Nicole&apos;s Dream of Peace&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKclZALCgWI/AAAAAAAAAig/2Qy85F9xY4o/s72-c/2004nickelRev_peaceMedal_144x144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7573715426138949350</id><published>2008-08-15T08:25:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:19:34.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lawrence'/><title type='text'>It's a Magical Day with "MOOlin' the Wizard"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWFDuovMhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/nT993x_Q9Ik/s1600-h/moolin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234736440993067538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWFDuovMhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/nT993x_Q9Ik/s400/moolin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "MOOlin the Wizard," &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (West Hartford, CT, 2003)&lt;/em&gt; is today's cow-of-the-day. As I was cooking breakfast this morning, Myra, Lawrence's boss rang the doorbell. She told me that Lawrence is doing extremely well with his work crew. She thinks it is time to move him up to supported employment. Over the next few months she is going to be to pushing him toward that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWE83gX29I/AAAAAAAAAh0/h7M661hewRs/s1600-h/law+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234736323114818514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="289" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWE83gX29I/AAAAAAAAAh0/h7M661hewRs/s400/law+grad.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWE4631wII/AAAAAAAAAhs/p7iSaINUg7U/s1600-h/law+sc+hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234736255299076226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="437" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWE4631wII/AAAAAAAAAhs/p7iSaINUg7U/s400/law+sc+hope.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sat eating my breakfast, looking at all the cows, I could not help but think, "The work that Myra has done with Lawrence is magical." Then I thought of all the wonderful people who have worked with him in his life. He started at the School of Hope when he was only two years old. His first teacher was Kathy. She worked miracles with him. When he was in public school at Silver Sands, so many wonderful people worked with him. When he was 21 he finished school, and I didn't know what would happen to him. Now look, we continue to be blessed with a fabulous teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWEjy8OX-I/AAAAAAAAAhc/cq7yjmqnK4Q/s1600-h/law+pals2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234735892392730594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="289" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWEjy8OX-I/AAAAAAAAAhc/cq7yjmqnK4Q/s400/law+pals2.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence loves to go to work. He has great friends. I am so happy for him. I have a heart full of hopes and dreams for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being his mother is not always easy, but it's always interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, yes today, I feel the magic of his success. Actually, I feel the power of God's many blessings in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWEcIhYjwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ufZVC0-72GI/s1600-h/law+pals1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234735760746778370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="215" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWEcIhYjwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ufZVC0-72GI/s400/law+pals1.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God continue to bless Myra and the work she does with these precious folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you, Lawrence, as you grow ever more independent. As you always say, "I'm a grown man, Mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWExUWVedI/AAAAAAAAAhk/cpXiHWComm0/s1600-h/myra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234736124698917330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" height="380" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWExUWVedI/AAAAAAAAAhk/cpXiHWComm0/s400/myra.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWEVg8RSeI/AAAAAAAAAhM/WinkVnAtqaY/s1600-h/law+in+van.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234735647042914786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="375" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWEVg8RSeI/AAAAAAAAAhM/WinkVnAtqaY/s400/law+in+van.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7573715426138949350?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7573715426138949350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7573715426138949350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7573715426138949350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7573715426138949350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-magical-day-with-moolin-wizard.html' title='It&apos;s a Magical Day with &quot;MOOlin&apos; the Wizard&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKWFDuovMhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/nT993x_Q9Ik/s72-c/moolin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1073133899562087556</id><published>2008-08-13T14:37:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:23:02.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><title type='text'>Everything is Sew-Sew with "Patchwork Cow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM410Lr7tI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2Hb-2VIWcTA/s1600-h/cow+on+quilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234089689126530770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM410Lr7tI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2Hb-2VIWcTA/s400/cow+on+quilt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Patchwork Cow" from &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (London, 2002) &lt;/em&gt;proudly models one of the quilts my mother's mother made for me many years ago. My grandmother was an expert seamstress. She made quilts for all of her daughters and grandchildren. I still have my quilts that she made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4wzZ-iBI/AAAAAAAAAgs/uproOzW3XPw/s1600-h/sewing+with+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234089603018688530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4wzZ-iBI/AAAAAAAAAgs/uproOzW3XPw/s400/sewing+with+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail, Amelia, and Gina came for a visit today. The girls brought their bunnies along for new outfits. We had such a good time together making the clothes. It reminded me of all the fun I had when I was a little girl at my grandmother's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4sN_bA6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/3P5CyFoyQeM/s1600-h/sewing+with+gina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234089524255720354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4sN_bA6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/3P5CyFoyQeM/s400/sewing+with+gina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina was also in the mood to do some sewing, so she joined in the fun when she returned from the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM7g_ttEyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/71ELfUqx3FI/s1600-h/mama+martin+sews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234092629979632418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM7g_ttEyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/71ELfUqx3FI/s400/mama+martin+sews.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4lkLh4RI/AAAAAAAAAgc/vpuneQqsJFA/s1600-h/doll+on+quilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234089409952997650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="235" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4lkLh4RI/AAAAAAAAAgc/vpuneQqsJFA/s400/doll+on+quilt.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One time when I was with my grandmother she told me about a doll her mother made for her. I wanted a rag doll, too. So my grandmother made this doll for me. She also made several dresses for her. I always loved this doll and I cherish her today as a beloved keepsake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother also made my wedding dress back in 1969. She and my mother did an awesome job. The marriage might not have lasted, but my memories of this dress will never die. My grandmother went to heaven on December 7, 1983. I still miss her and remember how much we loved each other. Now that I have grandchildren of my own I love her even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4fnaQR6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/p9dqF5GvlyQ/s1600-h/fitting+wed+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234089307740850082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM4fnaQR6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/p9dqF5GvlyQ/s400/fitting+wed+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM7ZwS8TuI/AAAAAAAAAg8/h8P7dgvoX7U/s1600-h/mom+wed+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234092505581768418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM7ZwS8TuI/AAAAAAAAAg8/h8P7dgvoX7U/s400/mom+wed+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1073133899562087556?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1073133899562087556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1073133899562087556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1073133899562087556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1073133899562087556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/everything-is-sew-sew-with-patchwork.html' title='Everything is Sew-Sew with &quot;Patchwork Cow&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SKM410Lr7tI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2Hb-2VIWcTA/s72-c/cow+on+quilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1993103424656635524</id><published>2008-08-09T12:21:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:19:54.474-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>How About a sMOOch on Saturday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(New York City, 2000)&lt;/em&gt; presents "s&lt;strong&gt;MOO&lt;/strong&gt;ch."&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TPJkdSlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yVwaSMEH_6M/s1600-h/smooch+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232570599294716498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TPJkdSlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yVwaSMEH_6M/s400/smooch+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seems like there is always a lot of kissing going on around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, most of it doesn't get photographed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleased, as I looked back through all the old photos, to find some &lt;em&gt;s&lt;strong&gt;moo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that have been saved for all to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad someone had a camera handy when Tim decided to take a break from lunch to give Kellie a big kiss.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TK_6WU3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/9B9QEt4GvF0/s1600-h/kel+tim+smooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232570527982703474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TK_6WU3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/9B9QEt4GvF0/s400/kel+tim+smooch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TEiFZarI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UUGLDG858hc/s1600-h/Gina+William+wed+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232570416896764594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TEiFZarI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UUGLDG858hc/s400/Gina+William+wed+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TBDeA4OI/AAAAAAAAAfk/x22aSbm6k6A/s1600-h/will+gina+engage+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232570357138907362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TBDeA4OI/AAAAAAAAAfk/x22aSbm6k6A/s400/will+gina+engage+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, everybody gets their picture taken kissing on their wedding day. Gina and Will took time for a smooch before they cut their wedding cake. The other picture of them is on December 25, 2003. I'll never forget the day he asked her to marry him and she said, "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3S9aYMJYI/AAAAAAAAAfc/tQURvg0JNu0/s1600-h/pirate+wed+smooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232570294569018754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3S9aYMJYI/AAAAAAAAAfc/tQURvg0JNu0/s400/pirate+wed+smooch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the whole pirate family was trying to pose for a photo, Captain George just couldn't wait to get another smooch from his wench, bride Kathy. Kathy is Bob's sister. She and George were married in Seattle in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3S3_gtyYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/v7VE_ABPebY/s1600-h/kathy+whitey+smooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232570201457674626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3S3_gtyYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/v7VE_ABPebY/s400/kathy+whitey+smooch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sweethearts are our friends, Kathy and Bill. We caught them smooching on the porch of our hotel on the south rim of the Grand Canyon. We vacationed there with them in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3SwB6MKeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/m1GOU7OAH4s/s1600-h/carnival+smooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232570064662440418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3SwB6MKeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/m1GOU7OAH4s/s400/carnival+smooch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know how much I love cruising. Bob loves me, so he goes along. I don't remember where we were going, but I'm sure we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3Sqhcm5yI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9Vg0Kelt2q8/s1600-h/larry+nancy+smooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232569970049083170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3Sqhcm5yI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9Vg0Kelt2q8/s400/larry+nancy+smooch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy couldn't resist stealing a kiss from Larry on the gondola ride in Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3SdWecwPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vy6efg7AU_A/s1600-h/smooch+at+epcot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232569743765717234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3SdWecwPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vy6efg7AU_A/s400/smooch+at+epcot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't help myself, I had to show this smooch. It's the first time Bob and I went to Disney together, around 1988, I think. Oh, we were so young. I can't believe I had those socks on. I really can't believe Bob had those shorts on. Great legs, though.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3SYodOQbI/AAAAAAAAAe0/90pj5lqg6yI/s1600-h/mamaw+papaw+smooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232569662693065138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3SYodOQbI/AAAAAAAAAe0/90pj5lqg6yI/s400/mamaw+papaw+smooch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the crowning glory of my smooch collection: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw, my mother and father, smooching like the lovers they are. Talk about looking young. I think this was taken back in the early seventies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1993103424656635524?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1993103424656635524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1993103424656635524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1993103424656635524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1993103424656635524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-about-smooch-on-saturday.html' title='How About a sMOOch on Saturday?'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJ3TPJkdSlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yVwaSMEH_6M/s72-c/smooch+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5777634660245064591</id><published>2008-08-08T09:02:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:20:46.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-daughters'/><title type='text'>Any Day Is A Good Day For A Strawberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxStqt0PGI/AAAAAAAAAes/i1bUX6tOe8A/s1600-h/strawberry+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232147811611720802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxStqt0PGI/AAAAAAAAAes/i1bUX6tOe8A/s400/strawberry+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This berry nice &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (San Antonio, 2002) &lt;/em&gt;lady is known as "Strawberry Cow." She brings back great memories of Abigail's third birthday. Abby is four now, but I didn't know anything about blogging in the old days. It's always fun to relive good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxSqbNK1aI/AAAAAAAAAek/ykWlW32OKS0/s1600-h/strawberry+birthday+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232147755908650402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxSqbNK1aI/AAAAAAAAAek/ykWlW32OKS0/s400/strawberry+birthday+fam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her mommy, Gina, baked a beautiful strawberry cake. It tasted just as good as it looked. Amelia is already sampling the frosting in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxSktri8SI/AAAAAAAAAec/y1xkI_B7K2g/s1600-h/strawberry+birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232147657788682530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxSktri8SI/AAAAAAAAAec/y1xkI_B7K2g/s400/strawberry+birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a strawberry pinata filled with treats. Don't you just love the strawberry outfit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxShMHbPdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/84s7SLThfEM/s1600-h/strawberry+pinata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232147597239205330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxShMHbPdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/84s7SLThfEM/s400/strawberry+pinata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxSdHaf2RI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DLXTP28pieQ/s1600-h/strawberry+abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232147527257544978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxSdHaf2RI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DLXTP28pieQ/s400/strawberry+abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just had to include this baby picture of Abby. You can see she loved strawberries from almost the very beginning of her life. That's just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt; cute! God bless us all. You know I'll be smiling all day. You might as well, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5777634660245064591?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5777634660245064591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5777634660245064591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5777634660245064591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5777634660245064591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/any-day-is-good-day-for-strawberry.html' title='Any Day Is A Good Day For A Strawberry'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJxStqt0PGI/AAAAAAAAAes/i1bUX6tOe8A/s72-c/strawberry+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6046639035007554646</id><published>2008-08-06T10:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:21:12.410-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand-dogs'/><title type='text'>Today Is A Good Day For Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnE9OkbttI/AAAAAAAAAd4/p8PjOztpjow/s1600-h/choco+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231428998329513682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnE9OkbttI/AAAAAAAAAd4/p8PjOztpjow/s400/choco+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Harrisburg, PA, 2004)&lt;/em&gt; sweetie is called "Miss Udder Lee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;deLishiss&lt;/span&gt;." She is the perfect cow for today because I am dog sitting my oldest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;granddog&lt;/span&gt;, Guinness. He is a twelve year old Chocolate Lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnE5jBDlMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Ev9TLRzpjHA/s1600-h/guiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231428935098799298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnE5jBDlMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Ev9TLRzpjHA/s400/guiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Guinness back before Abigail and Amelia were born. He was younger then and received more attention from Gina and Will, but I think he would agree with me that his life is more interesting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnE2Sc6zfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/xuWBBBks4sA/s1600-h/guiness+pumpkin+abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231428879112654322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnE2Sc6zfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/xuWBBBks4sA/s400/guiness+pumpkin+abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite Guinness picture of all time. That's Abby in the pumpkin. What will these young mothers think of next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnEr5JMk8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/kxHGEkXub2Q/s1600-h/guiness+turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnb9JPyh2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/il1zNsqQxDY/s1600-h/guinness+turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231454285668190050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnb9JPyh2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/il1zNsqQxDY/s400/guinness+turtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231428788542439842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnExBDTAaI/AAAAAAAAAdg/CvJwtpOIbBc/s400/turtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is another fond Guinness memory. He made friends with a turtle. The turtle wasn't a bit scared of Guinness. By the time I thought to get the camera, they were tired of each other, and Guinness was back to fetching the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnEm-KFOuI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/EBi1URX-qK8/s1600-h/shy+guiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231428615966898914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnEm-KFOuI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/EBi1URX-qK8/s400/shy+guiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I tried to get him to smile for the camera today, he just covered up his eyes, as if to say, "Grandma, leave me alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnEh16unvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/qDGx3FzIZgg/s1600-h/sleepy+guiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231428527855673074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnEh16unvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/qDGx3FzIZgg/s400/sleepy+guiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's okay, old buddy, I know you miss Abigail and Amelia. I promise, as soon as I'm finished with this blog, we'll go out and play fetch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6046639035007554646?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6046639035007554646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6046639035007554646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6046639035007554646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6046639035007554646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/chocolate-day.html' title='Today Is A Good Day For Chocolate'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJnE9OkbttI/AAAAAAAAAd4/p8PjOztpjow/s72-c/choco+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-6688358026007063328</id><published>2008-08-05T17:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:10.699-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Out to Lunch With "Horns In the Sky"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSSYvo13I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7XKW0woG4fo/s1600-h/horns+in+the+sky+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231162180512569202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSSYvo13I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7XKW0woG4fo/s400/horns+in+the+sky+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This lovely &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (London, 2002) &lt;/em&gt;lady is called "Horns In The Sky." I'm sure that has some special meaning, but I don't know what it is. I decided to feature her today because my husband asked me to meet him at the mall for lunch. This was a treat for me, since he usually mixes business with lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSOs0wDeI/AAAAAAAAAc4/C_xD27zZnqw/s1600-h/sarku+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231162117183245794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSOs0wDeI/AAAAAAAAAc4/C_xD27zZnqw/s400/sarku+lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite food court eatery is called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sarku&lt;/span&gt; of Japan. They make pretty good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;teriyaki&lt;/span&gt; chicken. I like almost all oriental food. As a matter of fact, I like almost all food. Anyway, eating Japanese food made me think of this cow because she has Asian writing all over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSKb7Mh4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/r-SHMg69bLs/s1600-h/asian+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231162043927398274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSKb7Mh4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/r-SHMg69bLs/s400/asian+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found this picture from the first cruise Bob and I ever went on. I packed a different outfit, complete with shoes, for dinner each night. This was my oriental outfit. I had too much luggage. Now I can go almost anywhere with a carry-on and a backpack. Live and Learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSGY43MII/AAAAAAAAAco/5yrik4B5VjE/s1600-h/jap+tea+ceremony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231161974392828034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSGY43MII/AAAAAAAAAco/5yrik4B5VjE/s400/jap+tea+ceremony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I remembered the Japanese Tea Ceremony I went to the last time we were in Seattle. One of Bob's sisters, Sandy, and her family live there. It was such a neat experience. The gentleman who served us was very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSAaeomRI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HFxx7f6v0Ng/s1600-h/bobdad+nancy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231161871740475666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSAaeomRI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HFxx7f6v0Ng/s400/bobdad+nancy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two wonderful folks are Bob's father, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bobdad&lt;/span&gt;, and step-mother, Nancy. Nancy is from Taiwan, and she is without any doubt the best Asian cook in the world. She is also a great lady and a good friend. Thanks for all the good food and good fun we have had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-6688358026007063328?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6688358026007063328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=6688358026007063328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6688358026007063328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/6688358026007063328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-to-lunch-with-horns-in-sky.html' title='Out to Lunch With &quot;Horns In the Sky&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJjSSYvo13I/AAAAAAAAAdA/7XKW0woG4fo/s72-c/horns+in+the+sky+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1210153408158286880</id><published>2008-08-04T14:12:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:11.192-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>"Corn on the Cow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdV6bMwovI/AAAAAAAAAcY/0RWWcrV9kCE/s1600-h/corn+on+the+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230743954436170482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdV6bMwovI/AAAAAAAAAcY/0RWWcrV9kCE/s400/corn+on+the+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Corn on the Cow" from &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (West Hartford, CT, 2003) &lt;/em&gt;would like to introduce you to some of her most ardent admirers. They are from left to right in the middle: Kathy, Bill, Cindy, and Jim. On the bottom, we have Harland and Dawn. That's my adorable Bob in the back. We were over at Bill and Kathy's Saturday night. What a bunch of good sports they were to pose for the sake of the blog. I do have some moo-moo-moovelous friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdVGnkMEQI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3B312L08Ba0/s1600-h/corn+eatin+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230743064402465026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdVGnkMEQI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3B312L08Ba0/s400/corn+eatin+friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found this old photo in the archives. The family was camping in the Smokies back in the late 90's. We roasted corn on the cob in the fire. It was so delicious. I don't know what I had on my head, but I do remember it getting very chilly in the mountains at night. The fine old gentleman wrapped up in the blanket is Chuck. He is Nancy's Dad. Chuck has gone on to heaven now, but we all have many great memories of times we shared with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdVCxAhjcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NNxvpVt4Q3E/s1600-h/corn+on+the+cob+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230742998217756098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdVCxAhjcI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NNxvpVt4Q3E/s400/corn+on+the+cob+camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1210153408158286880?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1210153408158286880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1210153408158286880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1210153408158286880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1210153408158286880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/corn-on-cow.html' title='&quot;Corn on the Cow&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdV6bMwovI/AAAAAAAAAcY/0RWWcrV9kCE/s72-c/corn+on+the+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-8586479826906230243</id><published>2008-08-03T15:46:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:11.707-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lawrence'/><title type='text'>To Everything There Is A Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZwhKF5DI/AAAAAAAAAbo/nJcwU6wcm3A/s1600-h/fall+summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230396338562524210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZwhKF5DI/AAAAAAAAAbo/nJcwU6wcm3A/s400/fall+summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZr214mqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JTi5B6euIsQ/s1600-h/winter+spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230396258484001442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZr214mqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JTi5B6euIsQ/s400/winter+spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cowparade/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Houston, 2001)&lt;/em&gt; lady is named “Four Seasons.” She is so beautiful I had to show you both sides of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Sunday, so I went to church. Worship always gets me in a reflective mood. Today, after church, several members of the family went out to lunch. I had the chance to visit with my youngest son, &lt;a href="http://thecrazytalking.blogspot.com/"&gt;William&lt;/a&gt;. He is very interesting to talk to and offers great insight on many subjects. He made me think about how life changes. He is 29 years old now. He is grown. My role in his life has changed. That is okay. It's good that we have different seasons in our lives. "There is a time to every purpose under heaven." But William is not my only son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230396183996076178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZnhWlEJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YEZkO9Z8tlE/s400/law+rocky+horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The darling baby riding on his rocking horse is my first son, Lawrence. He was born in May of 1977. He is 31 yers old now and he is autistic. He became very ill when he was 10 days old and ran a high fever for many days. I begged God to save my baby, and He did. As the seasons came and went it became apparent Lawrence was not developing like other babies his age. "Not reaching the milestones," is what they said. It's a long story, but a wonderful one. God must have known I'd be happy to have a little boy for the rest of my life, because he blessed me with Lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZj-x0uaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xaDZowzyeDU/s1600-h/law+on+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230396123175500194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZj-x0uaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xaDZowzyeDU/s400/law+on+horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is is on a horseback ride in Montana. Don't worry I'm not far away. He is my buddy and I love to go places and do things with him. Seeing the world through his eyes is a special treat. So even though the seasons of my life are moving on, Lawrence always keeps me in the sunshine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-8586479826906230243?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8586479826906230243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=8586479826906230243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8586479826906230243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/8586479826906230243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-flies-when-youre-having-fun.html' title='To Everything There Is A Season'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJYZwhKF5DI/AAAAAAAAAbo/nJcwU6wcm3A/s72-c/fall+summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-5528933828324111789</id><published>2008-08-02T14:11:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:12.450-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mediterranean Cruise'/><title type='text'>"Cowdolier" Brings Back Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyXqjF3dI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6ThN9TnOlg8/s1600-h/cowdolier+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230001186912198098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyXqjF3dI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6ThN9TnOlg8/s400/cowdolier+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Cow Parade (Kansas City, 2001) &lt;/em&gt;presents "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cowdolier&lt;/span&gt;." In the summer of 2005 when we cruised the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mediterranean we actually got to spend the night in Venice. We had so much fun exploring the city, but the &lt;em&gt;must-do-tourist-thing&lt;/em&gt; is, of course, the gondola ride. I have soooo many pictures of the sights in Italy. I get a big kick out of looking back at them. I will call this shot, &lt;em&gt;The Token of All the Venice Canal Photos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230001108304881554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyTFtpZ5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/lMtYZzKnf-U/s400/me+in+Venice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyOlTI-pI/AAAAAAAAAaw/sm3wShllJmc/s1600-h/gondola+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230001030884293266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyOlTI-pI/AAAAAAAAAaw/sm3wShllJmc/s400/gondola+ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSx8bY19nI/AAAAAAAAAag/dxhUkk_iON0/s1600-h/gondola+ride2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230000718986212978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSx8bY19nI/AAAAAAAAAag/dxhUkk_iON0/s400/gondola+ride2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gondola ride was nice. Bob and I rode with Larry, Nancy, and Colton. Our gondolier didn't sing, but he did have a fellow gondolier who sang loudly enough for us to hear. He just steered our gondola right up beside the others and one guy sang to everybody. It's efficient, if it isn't romantic. A gondolier's got to do what a gondolier's got to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyBEfIoSI/AAAAAAAAAao/5C5mAZ2-G9U/s1600-h/venice+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230000798737932578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyBEfIoSI/AAAAAAAAAao/5C5mAZ2-G9U/s400/venice+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonderful night in Venice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-5528933828324111789?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5528933828324111789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=5528933828324111789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5528933828324111789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/5528933828324111789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/cowdolier-brings-back-memories.html' title='&quot;Cowdolier&quot; Brings Back Memories'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSyXqjF3dI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6ThN9TnOlg8/s72-c/cowdolier+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-3802387534508223231</id><published>2008-08-01T13:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:13.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><title type='text'>"Beehive Bovine" Brings Back Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSrw-md_SI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZRTDCermupg/s1600-h/beehive+bovine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229993925210406178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSrw-md_SI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZRTDCermupg/s400/beehive+bovine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am feeling nostalgic today, thinking about how I'm getting so old, remembering the good old days. Looking at old pictures can be a lot of fun. When I found this picture of my mother and her sisters it made me think of one of my favorites from &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Houston, 2001)&lt;/em&gt;, "Beehive Bovine." Even if you aren't a &lt;em&gt;baby boomer&lt;/em&gt;, you have heard of this hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSrkQc0-rI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Dpf8E8dYDJ4/s1600-h/aunts+young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229993706663508658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSrkQc0-rI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Dpf8E8dYDJ4/s400/aunts+young.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo of my mother and her sisters was taken in the sixties. From left to right: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; Lee, Elizabeth, Beatrice, Grace (my mother) and Myrlene. They are in order from the youngest to the oldest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSrYh5DZwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/7GSprC0o4uM/s1600-h/mom+sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229993505186866946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSrYh5DZwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/7GSprC0o4uM/s400/mom+sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken in 2005. These ladies are all great grandmothers now. They are still looking fine, but they don't have beehives anymore. This time from left to right: Myrlene, Beatrice, Elizabeth, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; Lee, and Grace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I look at this picture, I feel better. I come from good stock. My mother is eighty-one, and she is still going strong. All of her sisters are alive and well. Maybe I don't have one foot in the grave after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230006279441641490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJS3AFsucBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Ukp16iKadBk/s400/kellie+beehive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my daughter, Kellie, (Please forgive me) back in 1990. She was about 16 years old. This was the way all the really cool girls styled their hair. Looks somewhat kin to the beehive, doesn't it? You know she hated those braces, but her smile is perfect now. I love you, Kellie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's keep blogging along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-3802387534508223231?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3802387534508223231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=3802387534508223231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3802387534508223231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/3802387534508223231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/08/beehive-bovine-brings-back-memories.html' title='&quot;Beehive Bovine&quot; Brings Back Memories'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJSrw-md_SI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZRTDCermupg/s72-c/beehive+bovine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4760358695181488808</id><published>2008-07-31T08:13:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:13.975-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to William!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7m0SB68I/AAAAAAAAAZc/w_BgKnsugtM/s1600-h/birthday+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229166917897546690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7m0SB68I/AAAAAAAAAZc/w_BgKnsugtM/s400/birthday+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (West Hartford, CT, 2007)&lt;/em&gt; presents "Happy Birthday to Moo." She is representing the entire herd to wish William a &lt;strong&gt;Happy Twenty-ninth Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229167497539149666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG8IjnW32I/AAAAAAAAAZk/zbA0KZyPck4/s400/newborn+will.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He was born on a beautiful afternoon, July 31, 1979. As has always been his style, he gave his mother no trouble at all. Labor and delivery were too easy to be true. He was such a good-looking baby, and the more he grew, the better looking he was. He was such a good baby, and the more he grew, the sweeter he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7gX2NphI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Jn6DP-Y0DFQ/s1600-h/newborn+will.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7NXlnEMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1bcyXngPk1c/s1600-h/baby+Will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229166480698314946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7NXlnEMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1bcyXngPk1c/s400/baby+Will.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7Fdu1rkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/uS_d1bRgylA/s1600-h/will+elem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229166344908680770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 436px" height="413" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7Fdu1rkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/uS_d1bRgylA/s400/will+elem.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7BBt0AnI/AAAAAAAAAY8/JEp9pifa8gU/s1600-h/will+high+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229166268668707442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="281" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7BBt0AnI/AAAAAAAAAY8/JEp9pifa8gU/s400/will+high+school.jpg" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG67c4MVaI/AAAAAAAAAY0/hji8tniZFM4/s1600-h/will+college.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229166172880786850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px" height="387" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG67c4MVaI/AAAAAAAAAY0/hji8tniZFM4/s400/will+college.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As William grew, he continued his education. First he graduated from elementary school (1990), then high school (1997), then Georgia Tech (2000). He was always a great student, a good athlete, and a joy to his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG61yCyWMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/k3Tb18gGB_w/s1600-h/will+married.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229166075483150530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG61yCyWMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/k3Tb18gGB_w/s400/will+married.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG6xqWk_OI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gHtNJeSGFAM/s1600-h/will+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229166004699200738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG6xqWk_OI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gHtNJeSGFAM/s400/will+fam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an adult he continues to be a good son. He married a beautiful, loving wife, Gina (2004) who is a daughter after my own heart. They have a family of their own to raise now, two precious daughters, Abigail Elizabeth and Amelia Grace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today on my baby's birthday, I pay tribute to a mighty fine son. I love you and wish you many more happy years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(P.S. You know I have so many pictures; I hope you like the ones I chose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4760358695181488808?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4760358695181488808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4760358695181488808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4760358695181488808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4760358695181488808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-william.html' title='Happy Birthday to William!'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJG7m0SB68I/AAAAAAAAAZc/w_BgKnsugtM/s72-c/birthday+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-7142207731955065097</id><published>2008-07-30T11:13:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:14.388-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curves'/><title type='text'>"Here Comes the Sun" Curves Summer Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJCT1MujnXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4p1c235_AII/s1600-h/summer+camp+cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228841709535993202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJCT1MujnXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4p1c235_AII/s400/summer+camp+cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;"Here Comes the Sun" is the name for this &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (San Antonio, 2002) &lt;/em&gt;figurine. I selected her today to celebrate Camp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Curves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;We have all been working out as hard as we could to win this competition at our club. My team was the Morning Glories, and we finished in second place. I received a certificate for getting the most points (181) on my team . Our team earned 707 points and the winning team received 770. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJCTub6g6TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/MvNZ8FypT_U/s1600-h/morning+glories.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228841593353595186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="275" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJCTub6g6TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/MvNZ8FypT_U/s400/morning+glories.bmp" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN7EkRE2KiI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/50G31i1ZdvQ/s1600-h/camp+cert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250850342898641442" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px" height="367" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SN7EkRE2KiI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/50G31i1ZdvQ/s400/camp+cert.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJCTjCk5cBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NoQsTX_F-e8/s1600-h/camp+curves.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228841397573480466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJCTjCk5cBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NoQsTX_F-e8/s400/camp+curves.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah Curves! We are all winners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-7142207731955065097?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7142207731955065097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=7142207731955065097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7142207731955065097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/7142207731955065097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-comes-sun-curves-summer-camp.html' title='&quot;Here Comes the Sun&quot; Curves Summer Camp'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJCT1MujnXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4p1c235_AII/s72-c/summer+camp+cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4377593668255818035</id><published>2008-07-29T09:49:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:15.426-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><title type='text'>"Moocho Amor" for Nineteen Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8zGAxCcwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/3JdaU0PoUjw/s1600-h/moocho+amor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228453870778348290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8zGAxCcwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/3JdaU0PoUjw/s400/moocho+amor2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Chicago, 1999)&lt;/em&gt; lady "Mooch Amor" brings anniversary greetings to the most wonderful man in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8zv-NiXOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/jWTJUL8tUDw/s1600-h/bob+faith+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228454591647079650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8zv-NiXOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/jWTJUL8tUDw/s400/bob+faith+old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 29, 1989, Bob and Faith sealed their relationship in the bonds of holy matrimony. My best friend became my husband and I'm happy to say after 19 years he's still my best friend.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8yprja6VI/AAAAAAAAAXk/VoMDBG-21i8/s1600-h/bob+faith+coz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228453384047749458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8yprja6VI/AAAAAAAAAXk/VoMDBG-21i8/s400/bob+faith+coz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no place else on earth I'd rather be than hanging on Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Cozumel, Mexico, is more fun with Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8yj0IFsAI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CTed0HwyUP8/s1600-h/bob+faith+smokey+mts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228453283269816322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8yj0IFsAI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CTed0HwyUP8/s400/bob+faith+smokey+mts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more fun to be in the Smokey Mountains with Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8yeu4jvJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/umvnzQC6eGM/s1600-h/bob+faith+gra+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228453195963153554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8yeu4jvJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/umvnzQC6eGM/s400/bob+faith+gra+can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand Canyon is more fun with Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8ySCSdebI/AAAAAAAAAXM/h3yL73Iq36Q/s1600-h/cruise+2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228452977833769394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8ySCSdebI/AAAAAAAAAXM/h3yL73Iq36Q/s400/cruise+2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising anywhere is more fun with Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO33unsOTI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/X2ORbYezbGE/s1600-h/bob+me+crotia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229725760342473010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO33unsOTI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/X2ORbYezbGE/s400/bob+me+crotia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on a dock on the Baltic Sea outside of Dubrovnik, Croatia, is more fun because I'm with Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is wonderful and I am so glad I get to spend it with my beloved Bob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Anniversary, Bob, I love you with all my heart. Sincerely, Faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Moocho Amor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-4377593668255818035?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4377593668255818035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=4377593668255818035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4377593668255818035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/4377593668255818035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/07/moocho-amor-for-nineteen-years.html' title='&quot;Moocho Amor&quot; for Nineteen Years'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI8zGAxCcwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/3JdaU0PoUjw/s72-c/moocho+amor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-1032562480419006251</id><published>2008-07-28T09:51:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:16.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lawrence'/><title type='text'>"Bovina, the Las Vegas Showcow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI3dYJMwniI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dZD5cKJaiP8/s1600-h/me+and+bovina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228078149303049762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI3dYJMwniI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dZD5cKJaiP8/s400/me+and+bovina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI3dhRwqvEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/UDvsijbI7bE/s1600-h/bovina+figure2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228078306219965506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI3dhRwqvEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/UDvsijbI7bE/s400/bovina+figure2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cow Parade (Las Vegas, 2002)&lt;/em&gt; presents "Bovina, the Las Vegas Showcow." Here I am posed with the real Bovina. She's another memory from the Atlanta Cow Parade. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdS2JZ8GUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/VChI8_hIHBg/s1600-h/showgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230740582405249346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJdS2JZ8GUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/VChI8_hIHBg/s400/showgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI3dcSyi8_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/ty1eYXZwxqM/s1600-h/law+and+showgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228078220596933618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI3dcSyi8_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/ty1eYXZwxqM/s400/law+and+showgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bovina reminds me of the showgirls Lawrence likes on Carnival cruises. You can tell by the smile on his face, he enjoyed having his picture taken with these gorgeous showgirls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851172722249017947-1032562480419006251?l=grandmafaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1032562480419006251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5851172722249017947&amp;postID=1032562480419006251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1032562480419006251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851172722249017947/posts/default/1032562480419006251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandmafaith.blogspot.com/2008/07/bovina-las-vegas-showcow.html' title='&quot;Bovina, the Las Vegas Showcow&quot;'/><author><name>Grandma Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03059840875430847179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SJO8804gvlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RDcZ3nP1cks/S220/faith+roses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SI3dYJMwniI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dZD5cKJaiP8/s72-c/me+and+bovina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851172722249017947.post-4251492771959101632</id><published>2008-07-27T14:45:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:42:17.193-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Zipping along with "Super Cow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SIzRXbCJQWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/WkPr75jReIY/s1600-h/supercow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227783467794252130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SIzRXbCJQWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/WkPr75jReIY/s400/supercow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Cow Parade (West Hartford, CT, 2007)&lt;/em&gt; "Super Cow" brings back memories of zip-lining over Alaska in the summer of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227783293093914050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 417px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px" height="314" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1f5KxGEh2FI/SIzRNQOVpcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/nz5yFJxhFzc/s400/will+zip+7.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/d
