tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10894830478871632452024-03-20T23:25:30.812-05:00Live Out LoudI waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. Psalm 40: 1-2Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.comBlogger130125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-22776403207319930292010-06-23T15:39:00.014-05:002010-06-23T17:07:45.577-05:00our get-away...I wanted to share our little family get-away that we are blessed with. Drew folks restored a rental property that they've owned for a while. It is north of Tupelo and sits on the historical Brice's Crossroads Battleground of the Civil War. I'm not sure what year the house was built but they've had fun getting this little house and filling it with treasures they find at antique auctions. This picture is from the front of the house.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNHPXXOZ82Dv4DZHtrYX1-q24_lYDLOaZLi5REM5Z4ifJxVKRjF9vt2on0RgIzH64_nkzN81V9WTE2baCoUKjsybVQNLbBJslSAyBO3x4BjyBsC0r2ZcxO1xPeJoOSausqkJfr4PtdNw/s1600/IMGP0560.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486085678323127554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNHPXXOZ82Dv4DZHtrYX1-q24_lYDLOaZLi5REM5Z4ifJxVKRjF9vt2on0RgIzH64_nkzN81V9WTE2baCoUKjsybVQNLbBJslSAyBO3x4BjyBsC0r2ZcxO1xPeJoOSausqkJfr4PtdNw/s320/IMGP0560.JPG" /></a> The pieces in the house are so beautiful and it's so far out in the country that you feel like you could hear a pin drop. We stay there each time we go to Tupelo. It is not occupied so we have the whole place to ourselves!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGn4rtgwvD4UhjwD88Di38XxGq5Fmsytj6yycoDJPoLURc38j8XgfA1MLLKUDWdjWzzXtoNW0H9FyiaHLo9tO2SdoIfozMKozewlpKLAizh1u-YX6__LCuurdV630P-whD_TayGeNOWQ/s1600/IMGP0558.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486085667180430770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGn4rtgwvD4UhjwD88Di38XxGq5Fmsytj6yycoDJPoLURc38j8XgfA1MLLKUDWdjWzzXtoNW0H9FyiaHLo9tO2SdoIfozMKozewlpKLAizh1u-YX6__LCuurdV630P-whD_TayGeNOWQ/s320/IMGP0558.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggggYyE8Ei00v4a2FXvRMps5yt6YIdXfbFQQ3I01JcKPi4ypJt78BTfoUdc0s5m30jOESyYIme6a86iCiVsoLnNfDCxcvQzma5JlMgoxB4gvscE3tGUdJVVzORaAUP_UAvYvhoA1zQLQ/s1600/IMGP0557.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486085656415005266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggggYyE8Ei00v4a2FXvRMps5yt6YIdXfbFQQ3I01JcKPi4ypJt78BTfoUdc0s5m30jOESyYIme6a86iCiVsoLnNfDCxcvQzma5JlMgoxB4gvscE3tGUdJVVzORaAUP_UAvYvhoA1zQLQ/s320/IMGP0557.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT3nRmS0cjZTTHokjm3mM6AkFgEDbmOWCLNBkj3le1r6Ts21CnkkSBJ0swjit7elAfC9TATDwMLkAiFbt7h-zp5DcMUA7PHSH0Vvr3HDd8g5DiOqJ3tJQs14m6SbsQTfYOahhrrB9H6A/s1600/IMGP0556.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486083658219929378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT3nRmS0cjZTTHokjm3mM6AkFgEDbmOWCLNBkj3le1r6Ts21CnkkSBJ0swjit7elAfC9TATDwMLkAiFbt7h-zp5DcMUA7PHSH0Vvr3HDd8g5DiOqJ3tJQs14m6SbsQTfYOahhrrB9H6A/s320/IMGP0556.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheIO9jIAHdAKmsw_uLw87oaFoA23zgyKLj00-ASbPorIReYvk9KaFPPU4-b-l8MRLZIUeIalHO7UOTN8hfX8b87XRkL0oNGwS6-943oFZNv6cVc4eo1kMWtKFS35Zz_QwgFervCRDjIA/s1600/IMGP0554.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486083651658932386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheIO9jIAHdAKmsw_uLw87oaFoA23zgyKLj00-ASbPorIReYvk9KaFPPU4-b-l8MRLZIUeIalHO7UOTN8hfX8b87XRkL0oNGwS6-943oFZNv6cVc4eo1kMWtKFS35Zz_QwgFervCRDjIA/s320/IMGP0554.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5V-7lr-BlM6hMDujK3ZfcnQnmh686oOgsHv4fyWP9UkoehDyfI-adeW9zwMp8rzRgN9QEvTV3cU_BpdLIkataIAFKVDAlBNbYHgoaGSoDhbEmvGK3-2ysB837CHae7SzxJjW2IHdL0w/s1600/IMGP0551.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486083647789647938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5V-7lr-BlM6hMDujK3ZfcnQnmh686oOgsHv4fyWP9UkoehDyfI-adeW9zwMp8rzRgN9QEvTV3cU_BpdLIkataIAFKVDAlBNbYHgoaGSoDhbEmvGK3-2ysB837CHae7SzxJjW2IHdL0w/s320/IMGP0551.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6SB-kh-zWf_GuckfD1oj4VRfn2tC2tsOf4kR9CuCtUIZcmbNR8I1sa7GIOBomwa5BLvcmkNOHSskSjdneSQgVEW_pWodocjnLKNweBI9dz-oW-eXEyGUf4HxtdJ9yOjakM6_ai8POMA/s1600/IMGP0548.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486082754172651138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6SB-kh-zWf_GuckfD1oj4VRfn2tC2tsOf4kR9CuCtUIZcmbNR8I1sa7GIOBomwa5BLvcmkNOHSskSjdneSQgVEW_pWodocjnLKNweBI9dz-oW-eXEyGUf4HxtdJ9yOjakM6_ai8POMA/s320/IMGP0548.JPG" /></a> Isn't this the coolest lamp!?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJjGbW2A4nnjh-NzJ7CMgDD4WPysZQn2AyBtdQFwjMGwnvWeCs1jBj4SDP0MmpEwxy2C3JuBHvExqqsA5CXlEOxsFOxa5ZudBgQDxahUVJJLMi6FgHKIA7a5hOyPTj0sPxGxSkG-KlyA/s1600/IMGP0547.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486082743055818786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJjGbW2A4nnjh-NzJ7CMgDD4WPysZQn2AyBtdQFwjMGwnvWeCs1jBj4SDP0MmpEwxy2C3JuBHvExqqsA5CXlEOxsFOxa5ZudBgQDxahUVJJLMi6FgHKIA7a5hOyPTj0sPxGxSkG-KlyA/s320/IMGP0547.JPG" /></a>Centuries ago, that whole area was underwater. One day, Drew's mom found these fossilized type rocks/shells and started picking them all up. You can click on the picture to enlarge.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6tyaGUqRoLKSbbO0WjMTD8pHzJh46SYemdzpKxEMIyG07HYntosRGmc8VkBtST7VjsmRmWQYowyDrRJHCT6h_VqWBRYyHXIHR_roeYQKHKUNf3rZoagoIhjJ3GLlduyffjflg_FsQg/s1600/IMGP0545.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486082734315009970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6tyaGUqRoLKSbbO0WjMTD8pHzJh46SYemdzpKxEMIyG07HYntosRGmc8VkBtST7VjsmRmWQYowyDrRJHCT6h_VqWBRYyHXIHR_roeYQKHKUNf3rZoagoIhjJ3GLlduyffjflg_FsQg/s320/IMGP0545.JPG" /></a> This is the back porch. Very peaceful to just sit and watch the cows. The old slave quarters were behind the house too but they tore them down recently. They were beyond restoring..<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysEngaGpGqMI899iRof1_miVruhUurHSPIGJv-Qdm_ZKcMV6UfoE580GnXDUj5zxqWft6qKzEp3k_E9r2m4vCZWHX9XigA0IzAy9_DUq9HDfiDXL81s23eUI5MnUAa6hqZT6k44v3eA/s1600/IMGP0544.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486081912381400498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysEngaGpGqMI899iRof1_miVruhUurHSPIGJv-Qdm_ZKcMV6UfoE580GnXDUj5zxqWft6qKzEp3k_E9r2m4vCZWHX9XigA0IzAy9_DUq9HDfiDXL81s23eUI5MnUAa6hqZT6k44v3eA/s320/IMGP0544.JPG" /></a>This is the newest purchase at auction...A massive concrete bench that weighs a ton I'm sure!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhqkOI0x-8I2SEJX3pO8e3KIVpkJYZAKmn4OaFG0BgxVpnM96I-9VmaeEvaHQwa5-RLEd5c5-T6aUJeJj0aJlCFmk144lQu-8VqfyUkQDz7ygybB3TYKOgrgzTfcZk4vOaao-vIwrbnA/s1600/IMGP0543.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486081902400826738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhqkOI0x-8I2SEJX3pO8e3KIVpkJYZAKmn4OaFG0BgxVpnM96I-9VmaeEvaHQwa5-RLEd5c5-T6aUJeJj0aJlCFmk144lQu-8VqfyUkQDz7ygybB3TYKOgrgzTfcZk4vOaao-vIwrbnA/s320/IMGP0543.JPG" /></a>One of my favorite pieces! Aunt Jemima Cookie jar. I found this on eBay for her...pretty sure it's not an original, but looks good in the kitchen.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIUWcUYNIjB-pA6NBb5FxpQxJD3Jyx7cNej0CM46r4cOKD8swiAoTfLy9RCEIxJb_Vxh2aE4hfh8F1WI5RI94JicVS2O88jYD1OSHYziq_IkvnZ4iW2eNB3hz7CrRfZJxAZZ8q_1o9Wg/s1600/IMGP0542.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486081888264326658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIUWcUYNIjB-pA6NBb5FxpQxJD3Jyx7cNej0CM46r4cOKD8swiAoTfLy9RCEIxJb_Vxh2aE4hfh8F1WI5RI94JicVS2O88jYD1OSHYziq_IkvnZ4iW2eNB3hz7CrRfZJxAZZ8q_1o9Wg/s320/IMGP0542.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-eX82Xi-iVPy-vLkjRf4oSVIleGh41BTGvWV84k-f0iME1awsTLmJvOdikAsGfTLQbYmT6g2CmMCAKA7D4LNwBPDbvJ_ulXCwImodywpYqvzFpyNEmuvpejn4Z3GlcoGwWTSGSDXPA/s1600/IMGP0541.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486081006484444146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-eX82Xi-iVPy-vLkjRf4oSVIleGh41BTGvWV84k-f0iME1awsTLmJvOdikAsGfTLQbYmT6g2CmMCAKA7D4LNwBPDbvJ_ulXCwImodywpYqvzFpyNEmuvpejn4Z3GlcoGwWTSGSDXPA/s320/IMGP0541.JPG" /></a><br />This is the room Hannah likes to sleep in when we go.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1sdaMq4gBVt7SCJMjTbGpYfd9_zPJdSDIJ6v_Y6OIocjUzIMERbcOPEY829_BM3l17PXpAfZ-FrQP0ITD8QB3UXHnLCa-JOAUGCJgfO1xgWbgm0yGVmWOfOJ0M7VJ_By5nTmvtUrHQg/s1600/IMGP0540.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486080997280368994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1sdaMq4gBVt7SCJMjTbGpYfd9_zPJdSDIJ6v_Y6OIocjUzIMERbcOPEY829_BM3l17PXpAfZ-FrQP0ITD8QB3UXHnLCa-JOAUGCJgfO1xgWbgm0yGVmWOfOJ0M7VJ_By5nTmvtUrHQg/s320/IMGP0540.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDjpqBVtwzgluqUSX1edHjPcxZPrHgMo_kGYqefTKsZLPw-4h14HqrHjcUM_Kqt25Wkdl0KdGll7I6SmnaSoqXPsNDryKfIfwRAEbLd6OBz8UavuMjwCGYpu0B49wogP8eFRTGWh6sUg/s1600/IMGP0538.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486080986482273650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDjpqBVtwzgluqUSX1edHjPcxZPrHgMo_kGYqefTKsZLPw-4h14HqrHjcUM_Kqt25Wkdl0KdGll7I6SmnaSoqXPsNDryKfIfwRAEbLd6OBz8UavuMjwCGYpu0B49wogP8eFRTGWh6sUg/s320/IMGP0538.JPG" /></a> LOVE the kitchen. My favorite is the window seat that looks out of the back of the house.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaFo5oOofRjPQ6LWZiXWfJRZIYnP8HJBOuBWrd-lPe30VufchGg6QA_n-OOXRSnmbaSsp9MO7-KZrNpe9L3nt5YW2eD4kzbjUYJ6WjrMiIfQs-o1TGKRXxdpcV1SncHkcTyxPWiDe5Hw/s1600/IMGP0537.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486080144911993346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaFo5oOofRjPQ6LWZiXWfJRZIYnP8HJBOuBWrd-lPe30VufchGg6QA_n-OOXRSnmbaSsp9MO7-KZrNpe9L3nt5YW2eD4kzbjUYJ6WjrMiIfQs-o1TGKRXxdpcV1SncHkcTyxPWiDe5Hw/s320/IMGP0537.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPRciZvX9QFzrjWI4rgfO_yJgJpyIWVhVBHtp2cfssORlJn7WesIxBVj1i9Lb8XNGRV2aro6ul2fNuh1_wZLHa82tsOhHXujXMGmr3Ihk1xmRKsHHGRL8vMp6c6dsb0qZfN7meQFdhnw/s1600/IMGP0536.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486080136943934754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPRciZvX9QFzrjWI4rgfO_yJgJpyIWVhVBHtp2cfssORlJn7WesIxBVj1i9Lb8XNGRV2aro6ul2fNuh1_wZLHa82tsOhHXujXMGmr3Ihk1xmRKsHHGRL8vMp6c6dsb0qZfN7meQFdhnw/s320/IMGP0536.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdW-XwaaZ-MhS4gCjBvH89VegtZe5geYrONgQbQoYZzzwxS4k-N0WEdqQX7fF-_ZjlK5SjRrMUxOJiydlezzCbSO07uJFDOTqk2y7kQ_FDGAksCyk6qJDYlBsGqRDOKmwW3bmL9l1PoQ/s1600/IMGP0535.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486080128096930850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdW-XwaaZ-MhS4gCjBvH89VegtZe5geYrONgQbQoYZzzwxS4k-N0WEdqQX7fF-_ZjlK5SjRrMUxOJiydlezzCbSO07uJFDOTqk2y7kQ_FDGAksCyk6qJDYlBsGqRDOKmwW3bmL9l1PoQ/s320/IMGP0535.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZsJjqx6RlO-Gp-O-Idx_dVzp7GO-nL3ypXGlnqI9Agdnlgw2IVGF8oGIluzymPNRxfAGa7wjzDIsT7pRXAlDKum21pruOuSJiWT4tBw8o45SatphbyvBI01jZgBDqrPLQyUv5q4c5XA/s1600/IMGP0534.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486079204370684578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZsJjqx6RlO-Gp-O-Idx_dVzp7GO-nL3ypXGlnqI9Agdnlgw2IVGF8oGIluzymPNRxfAGa7wjzDIsT7pRXAlDKum21pruOuSJiWT4tBw8o45SatphbyvBI01jZgBDqrPLQyUv5q4c5XA/s320/IMGP0534.JPG" /></a>Dining room table....leather chairs are gorgeous!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmp1nTX7E8nxeb8I1n1Toeyx15Hk7lHJPh4ygvLlWOtd-BL0vdx8rKHSqLOpL84CEKpUrLgPpIbXoz2-VJ1ouuycJx6dqCy57ciF8lONV352U83NLfOrEvzckR9x_vYWBQaKZBwmiFw/s1600/IMGP0533.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486079188759250338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmp1nTX7E8nxeb8I1n1Toeyx15Hk7lHJPh4ygvLlWOtd-BL0vdx8rKHSqLOpL84CEKpUrLgPpIbXoz2-VJ1ouuycJx6dqCy57ciF8lONV352U83NLfOrEvzckR9x_vYWBQaKZBwmiFw/s320/IMGP0533.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjajA941FVvVIhocnfeX_Wz5CojYKDClxYuAYUhozX2KPyxnYxU5dNh5j7Rqcfnse4CMpvH-EDRsKiuO6cfPkyI5IrAjYDn8b5VjlCx1xsWcSKtd_D40Xvy67A4WpNTXNSkEQgeFS6osA/s1600/IMGP0532.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077538555964562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjajA941FVvVIhocnfeX_Wz5CojYKDClxYuAYUhozX2KPyxnYxU5dNh5j7Rqcfnse4CMpvH-EDRsKiuO6cfPkyI5IrAjYDn8b5VjlCx1xsWcSKtd_D40Xvy67A4WpNTXNSkEQgeFS6osA/s320/IMGP0532.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhghz4VkDhpcXCSqXeIwQ-_E5cm5_5lFfGLTjeAsU_L6aZkPBEqeiQOv0SB0Q3NVYipJ9KQeWv5KI-YbonZ8XG7_xx-GhbYHlVZK3j550C8y-G5Zhs3VUjNz-dCipvHRr62z4Ui55OxkA/s1600/IMGP0531.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077528737357778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhghz4VkDhpcXCSqXeIwQ-_E5cm5_5lFfGLTjeAsU_L6aZkPBEqeiQOv0SB0Q3NVYipJ9KQeWv5KI-YbonZ8XG7_xx-GhbYHlVZK3j550C8y-G5Zhs3VUjNz-dCipvHRr62z4Ui55OxkA/s320/IMGP0531.JPG" /></a>This bed is so beautiful! I always think Hannah will want to sleep in it but she likes to sleep close to the room that we sleep in. It's called an angel bed. Papaw calls it the Michael Jackson bed! LOL!! Someone told her a scary story once about the house and a cemetery that is close to the house. Maybe one day she will want to sleep in the angel bed.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQYKwKAmWKuwxPJUYDRCR0wS13morvX0tkIYRx1aon6JsnampxpoCpH1hPBlJJrl_9Z_zKg4UQfijjRZhMtFaCqMIyFLC1ggwst0P_CNL803RI_QJ_x8LPLPzyXyOh2soCcmCIsXJ_Xg/s1600/IMGP0530.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486077518570367810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQYKwKAmWKuwxPJUYDRCR0wS13morvX0tkIYRx1aon6JsnampxpoCpH1hPBlJJrl_9Z_zKg4UQfijjRZhMtFaCqMIyFLC1ggwst0P_CNL803RI_QJ_x8LPLPzyXyOh2soCcmCIsXJ_Xg/s320/IMGP0530.JPG" /></a>I love this chair...but it's so low to the ground! Wonder why? There's bound to be a name for it.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTweu8oWtL97W4raTDNDO7EFcncCCoc3OK1lVibaMGEQ3QQJQT2lxTV8k9ziYXqimfcqJZxoViS8vUS-DsQ_w_WAnhyPiaMoydyV6gYDJ3cWbRlk9XY-4hgnhxDG4-NpxuIQqjtwPnDQ/s1600/IMGP0529.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486076684808209922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTweu8oWtL97W4raTDNDO7EFcncCCoc3OK1lVibaMGEQ3QQJQT2lxTV8k9ziYXqimfcqJZxoViS8vUS-DsQ_w_WAnhyPiaMoydyV6gYDJ3cWbRlk9XY-4hgnhxDG4-NpxuIQqjtwPnDQ/s320/IMGP0529.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhflzRIpO6BpJJml051mFTpjfspzDjM01Rg0NhQrz7BpbNsyEBKgvx3xqF-qpzdcSKLrX9aU4cxpH7NP0MOhyphenhyphen3c37B3YNNpuMesh0Mq2o5Yz6v6QocMC0qwiOn6bQY1Q7gduaw4ElEqvw/s1600/IMGP0528.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486076675073239394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhflzRIpO6BpJJml051mFTpjfspzDjM01Rg0NhQrz7BpbNsyEBKgvx3xqF-qpzdcSKLrX9aU4cxpH7NP0MOhyphenhyphen3c37B3YNNpuMesh0Mq2o5Yz6v6QocMC0qwiOn6bQY1Q7gduaw4ElEqvw/s320/IMGP0528.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqfJqNV9qpkn88jNaHQm52qAOtdjwLf10Rg4JT8i3HLPP2FFaU7mdpzaBVqkhJheOp2VPUzMcWZUtWJn5HN4rTmfgp2es0wc_UxwgpaUba4HpZhctwF4A7G-rjKQhLB5kL3bv0JDrL5g/s1600/IMGP0527.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486076663358620866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqfJqNV9qpkn88jNaHQm52qAOtdjwLf10Rg4JT8i3HLPP2FFaU7mdpzaBVqkhJheOp2VPUzMcWZUtWJn5HN4rTmfgp2es0wc_UxwgpaUba4HpZhctwF4A7G-rjKQhLB5kL3bv0JDrL5g/s320/IMGP0527.JPG" /></a><br />isn't this piano gorgeous!?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_lcQCEUCYNZ4skdSVYYlPi2zOp9CFooi-ve3MLSRc3NuFDkriRp5sRdgAItYoKOIWpptg97YM7KXQKS0EB3Y3MLLm7hNsVRWwZPWDomJpXtDcs22PQL04csqhmbqK_g_wp8Cwx-w0GA/s1600/IMGP0526.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486075821560253154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_lcQCEUCYNZ4skdSVYYlPi2zOp9CFooi-ve3MLSRc3NuFDkriRp5sRdgAItYoKOIWpptg97YM7KXQKS0EB3Y3MLLm7hNsVRWwZPWDomJpXtDcs22PQL04csqhmbqK_g_wp8Cwx-w0GA/s320/IMGP0526.JPG" /></a><br />This is the room we sleep in. It takes me forever to go to sleep cause I stare at the green canopy. It's so pretty. The mattress was custom made for this bed..<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ396UBRsgg4yKTZA7swmotWkK2joTZYbBNZE5h1rFU4HnBQC-aeUIIFW1aAZN8_dpPzjdLMPHSEWdVCpgQw2YqmeI8T025b3OeQu0ANBTH4ynnmM5a62Y8U9ChXQJcSSprPv1slXBPA/s1600/IMGP0525.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486075807880371042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ396UBRsgg4yKTZA7swmotWkK2joTZYbBNZE5h1rFU4HnBQC-aeUIIFW1aAZN8_dpPzjdLMPHSEWdVCpgQw2YqmeI8T025b3OeQu0ANBTH4ynnmM5a62Y8U9ChXQJcSSprPv1slXBPA/s320/IMGP0525.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3WZJrqfpfAfmw3oo4ZCcT0RSP1CEySHbw4hRJOLLRn4Ri6zsuw7922RSW7Mf1D9HaMgDnGTI9Ja47TunDuV2auipVxqtev1xFQ77FJYx3jw2jwBJpwg-abg4mK11nnnEvpuxz7Mr1vQ/s1600/IMGP0524.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486075797627954722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3WZJrqfpfAfmw3oo4ZCcT0RSP1CEySHbw4hRJOLLRn4Ri6zsuw7922RSW7Mf1D9HaMgDnGTI9Ja47TunDuV2auipVxqtev1xFQ77FJYx3jw2jwBJpwg-abg4mK11nnnEvpuxz7Mr1vQ/s320/IMGP0524.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipmwhY47b67a2YfxOPkJC3nhaV0xHQ24jj-jZNL-aPYdGg1FwR8xMQBXQ28AJBHUADNASN8djPNoCktw1I3a6g18INWsSz8Q8u5X0Ho0hyWFphS8ZhtR5gaREj4LWZBUTZwT40owtFzw/s1600/IMGP0521.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486075110914757330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipmwhY47b67a2YfxOPkJC3nhaV0xHQ24jj-jZNL-aPYdGg1FwR8xMQBXQ28AJBHUADNASN8djPNoCktw1I3a6g18INWsSz8Q8u5X0Ho0hyWFphS8ZhtR5gaREj4LWZBUTZwT40owtFzw/s320/IMGP0521.JPG" /></a> <br />HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR TOUR OF THE HOUSE AT BRICE'S!!<br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWimDGW-MNdjWZqPAOuZwboeJSl4-5cnmSZbRCndqMwrzaTybrcx28TSFL0Krf6ipmFivEUE9RGaPmToI5llWXd4497cEslamTm0gEouOFrhTWdNvPVCFMqDFtmCBoNHu5LYsz6aTpg/s1600/IMGP0560.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486075084381416114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWimDGW-MNdjWZqPAOuZwboeJSl4-5cnmSZbRCndqMwrzaTybrcx28TSFL0Krf6ipmFivEUE9RGaPmToI5llWXd4497cEslamTm0gEouOFrhTWdNvPVCFMqDFtmCBoNHu5LYsz6aTpg/s320/IMGP0560.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-41670393392007720212010-06-16T16:21:00.002-05:002010-06-16T16:39:21.091-05:00I wanna hold your hand...I'm a hand holder. Anybody else that is a hand holder knows what I mean without explanation. I always wanted to hold my mother's hand. When I was little, I studied what her hand looked like and felt like. The older I get, I look at my hands sometimes and realize they are starting to look like my mother's. Hannah and I have always held hands...although she is wanting to do that less and less lately. :( There is just something about holding hands that calms me and makes me feel secure. Working in oral surgery, I encounter alot of folks that are very afraid...some don't even think twice and reach out for my hand when we are about to begin. If they seem anxious, I offer my hand and most gladly take it. What I find most interesting is that when we have a sedated patient and they seem to be anxious even under twilight sedation, I reach and place their hand in mine and they always gently squeeze...like something in their inner most being wants human touch. Touch is calming. I had a lady the other day that wasn't sedated...she didn't care so much to squeeze my hand but asked if it was ok if she just rubbed my arm. It kept her mind off of the surgery and calmed her. I started thinking about this whole touch thing and thinking how we can allow God to touch through us. You never know who or what someone may be going through and who needs a touch from God. Make a conscious effort to touch someone this week and bring comfort that you weren't aware was needed! Everybody just needs a hand to hold on to....Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-40113465235249532372010-04-12T08:21:00.003-05:002010-04-12T13:52:51.979-05:00Influenced by Miss Nan...I realize only half of you may know my friend, Miss Nan...I really don't know if I can put into words what Miss Nan means to me. If you know her, you know where I'm coming from on this. She is a spiritual mentor to many in our church and has been my Lifegroup teacher for the better part of 10 years. She is a retired school teacher and turned 80 recently! Never married but so full of knowledge that I can't even begin to describe. She's written 3 books..(let me know if you're interested and I can get a copies for ya!) I guess the best thing for me to do is to attempt to make a list of things that she has taught me:<br /><br />Put on the full armour of God each day. Never start a day without talking to him. She says, "How in the world could you talk to anyone else without talking to Him first??" Your day will go much better if you do.<br /><br />She's taught me that fear, confusion, shame and guilt are fingerprints of satan.<br /><br />Meet when the family meets..Sunday morning and night and Wednesday night.<br /><br />Teach your children that they don't have to go to church...they GET to go to church.<br />You set the tone in your home.<br />Not tithing is the most dangerous thing you can do.<br />God doesn't like murmuring and complaining....and neither does Miss Nan.<br /><br />I often catch my self saying...Well Miss Nan says that... What a Godly lady. One could only pray to grow into the righteous, pious woman she is!!!<br /><br />You can catch some of her teachings on our church website..look under Media and NANo vision. <a href="http://www.colonialheights.org/">www.colonialheights.org</a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-20857064569836542982010-03-26T16:21:00.002-05:002010-03-26T16:41:16.361-05:00Influenced by..Susie Kimbrough, Pat Jones, Babara Herring, Libby BrownFirst of all I'd like to say I had every good intention of starting to keep my blog very current but I got sidetracked when my hubby came home. It has been very surreal to have him in a war zone one week and on the soccer field the next. I feel like I can finally breathe again...which is what makes me think about these 4 women. I guess really the only word to describe what I learned and still learn from them is PERSEVERANCE. An old dictionary gives the definition for perseverance as this: Perseverance is the continuance in a state of grace until is is proceeded by a state of glory. Pretty profound, don't you think? Each lady has known me my entire life and each one has an impact on my life in different ways. Susie and Pat probably started me out with my love of music. I think I've said before that God speaks to me many times through music...not even necessarily through the words. It is truly a form of worship for me. I took piano from Susie for I think we counted one time a total of 13 years. I'm grateful to her that I can sit down and play now... Would love to play <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> more than I do. Pat was my elementary music teacher. I still have in my head like it was yesterday a song from the 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> grade musical..Where There's a Wheel There's a Way. I watched Barbara and Libby keep their homes and family like I wanted to. That's the good thing about small towns...most everyone and their family is just like you. All four of these women in their own way have had personal tragedies to deal with and I've watched them all persevere. Then it makes you wonder..are they really tragedies if you persevere? Maybe we should call them blessings.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-16240780522251283822010-03-10T15:36:00.004-06:002010-03-10T16:03:48.481-06:00Influenced by...Odessa Horton<span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm not sure that anything can put into words what this lady means to my life. Many of you know Dessa, but for those that don't let me set this up for you...Dessa came to "care" for our family in 1967 when we lived in Fayette, MS. I was born in 1969 and we loved to Meadville. Dessa learned to drive, got her driver's license, and came to care for our family in Meadville. I grew up with Dessa. She spoiled me rotten. She cooked anything I wanted. She played barbies in the woods with me. She let me help clean and taught me to cook so many things. I felt there was nothing this lady wouldn't do for me. When our parents were out of town, Dessa would stay with us and sleep in our guestroom and there I was all up in her business. After the lights were off, I would just talk and talk to her. Sometimes I would ask her questions and she wouldn't answer me. Finally I asked her, "Why aren't you answering me? I know you hear me talking to you.." Once she replied, "I was talkin' to God." I guess that's the first time I realized that you can talk to God just like a person....and apparently I was interrupting them. I was only 5 years old when that happened but she truly ministered to me that night.<br />She has since "retired" from caring for us and my mom has yet to find anyone to match her!! Truly one of a kind. She always was and continues to be a blessing to me and to many..<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-61674819749291032952010-02-28T17:27:00.003-06:002010-02-28T17:52:06.822-06:00Influenced by...Camp Wesley PinesNot sure I'm going to be able to cover everything about <a href="http://www.wesleypines.com/"><span style="color:#003300;">Camp Wesley Pines</span></a>. I began going to camp there as a camper to the younger and older elementary camps, then on to junior high camps and retreats. I began to work different camps as a counselor in training there and then on to senior high retreats. I worked several summers and I almost remember each one individually. It was in the tabernacle by the lake when I was 16 that I asked Jesus into my heart. I feel like I learned many lessons there and was introduced to many character traits. I made friends there that I still have....and even though we may not see each other quite as often as I'd like, I know we share an amazing common bond by being blessed by God through Camp Wesley Pines. I've been through several things as an adult there as well and the same remains true of my youth.....that God is faithful to meet me right where I am. When I drive through the front gates...everytime...I get the feeling of "coming home", and that feels really good. I pray our daughter will discover how special that place is. She's gone for the past two summers and can't get enough...I think she's getting it too.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-3054804684256886762010-02-20T17:17:00.003-06:002010-02-20T17:34:50.096-06:00Influenced by....my parentsYou know the old saying, "It takes a town to raise a child.." That would possibly be very true of me. Living in a small town America it does tend to be the responsibility (and privilege) of raising others children. The friends that I was in first grade with, were the very same friends I graduated with. There were my besties parents that treated me as their own and vice versa. All wonderful role models. There aren't a whole lot of people that can say that. I was going to start now and go back but decided I better start from the beginning. I will say that my parents have been the most important influence in my life. From as early as I can remember, even though I didn't have a word for it, I had a feeling of what unconditional love was. The love that they had and still have for one another is truly an inspiration to me. The character traits that I learned from them, I am frantically trying to teach our children and am seeing that it isn't such an easy job. That patience that my mother has and still has with my father is immeasurable. The way that no matter what time he use to get in from the hospital or have to leave unexpectedly at lunch on Thanksgiving..no complaining...just keeping a plate for him and having it hot when he got home. The compassion that my father has for people when I would've been so done with them. It all comes from making God the center of a marriage. I get it now.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-29199326244271574002010-02-17T14:13:00.002-06:002010-02-17T14:22:36.894-06:00Complete OverhaulWell, to be quite honest, I had thought about deleting this blog altogether but I think I'll carry it out a bit longer.... ONLY because my old friend <a href="http://www.revjohnhill.org/"><span style="color:#006600;">John</span></a> gave me such a good idea. John and I recently caught up with one another on where else, Facebook (another thing that's been keeping me from blogging) I've enjoyed so much reading his blog and he has given me some motivation to blog about some things. Some of his posts have really made me stop and examine some parts of my life...especially my past. Uuugghhh..don't ya hate that word? PAST.. Thank God that's exactly what it is. The Past.<br />Some much has happened since my last post before Christmas. I won't even attempt to go back and touch on everything. What I can tell you is that this crazy deployment that is keeping my husband away from us is about to come to a close. Less than one month away now. I've gone this long....One month is a piece of cake.<br />So the thing that John blogged about that has my wheels turning is People or Places I've Been Influenced By.... I've got a few important ones in mind. Still have a little churning to do...but please stay tuned to see who made the list.....<br />In the meantime, I've given this little silly blog a makeover and changed some blogs that I follow. Check them out! I'll be back soon...Promise.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-80353768474982429442009-12-14T17:26:00.010-06:002009-12-16T08:07:24.634-06:00Christmas Tour 2009Well, I decided to branch out on my own this year with the Christmas tour. Last year's Christmas Tour post was through a fellow <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">blogger's</span> blog (did I say that right?) For those of you that are new to a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">blogger's</span> Christmas tour...it is simply a way to stay in the comfort of your own home, in your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">jammies</span>, or whatever makes you the most comfy...and tour a home or homes via <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">internet</span> and leave comments about your likes and dislikes..Hope I start something here. I sure would like to see some of my fellow <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">blogger's</span> Christmas deco! Get your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">snuggie</span> and a snack and here we go....<br /><br />As I said in last year's post..I absolutely LOVE nativity sets. I have many...and want more. This is one of my newest ones...cut out of wood. My parent's brought this back to me from a recent trip. Isn't it cute?! By the way, to see any picture bigger or closer, just click on it!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyE9Am5hcaOyN1ZUTfzzJ7JWta1vzSagttfjs-5zx5pEX0YamnJvSZq36wuCJunw36XHbwj6tszZnm9G94AI-NxK3R4XdiCOBsEAvIPRAlKQYH0Xzo_kxyG11Z9qPUCxttks4z2ZOljA/s1600-h/decmber09+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240714644555442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyE9Am5hcaOyN1ZUTfzzJ7JWta1vzSagttfjs-5zx5pEX0YamnJvSZq36wuCJunw36XHbwj6tszZnm9G94AI-NxK3R4XdiCOBsEAvIPRAlKQYH0Xzo_kxyG11Z9qPUCxttks4z2ZOljA/s320/decmber09+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Another nativity in my living room...as I said last year, I have seriously considered leaving some of my nativities out all year long.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBit6W5q3untZT4X_ktAAVTlkTX5wKx_Q2Yq99ydPh8ic5aJo8TG81izvpPonqj_ioJ6cVKsPBU36WGKVNCC3ErXdB98p5_O69lxlEmSgYpU1nptVDjODHvubSB4ghbiN5bJojo3OBFA/s1600-h/decmber09+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240712792845010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBit6W5q3untZT4X_ktAAVTlkTX5wKx_Q2Yq99ydPh8ic5aJo8TG81izvpPonqj_ioJ6cVKsPBU36WGKVNCC3ErXdB98p5_O69lxlEmSgYpU1nptVDjODHvubSB4ghbiN5bJojo3OBFA/s320/decmber09+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> I realize this picture kinda looks boring. I took several shots and none of them really did it justice. This is on my front entry table as you walk in the front door. My glittery trees (that get EVERYWHERE!) with gold mesh wrapped around them, sitting on red mesh...can't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">really</span> tell, but I've got red lights inside the trees. Looks really beautiful from the street at night.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs_K6od0pZZ0w4ocRDMEtxsqJKzchytnOOiGBsI0sMfyb6gFh0YtaAvCvsTdTe4WPQd6Bp4rY1wG1nsazN4RGv7Uf0RCDWFvLm7fouQzsgic0y64XdjGYdG_3bUgFLqZtwT_yJUvwm_g/s1600-h/decmber09+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240707174700306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs_K6od0pZZ0w4ocRDMEtxsqJKzchytnOOiGBsI0sMfyb6gFh0YtaAvCvsTdTe4WPQd6Bp4rY1wG1nsazN4RGv7Uf0RCDWFvLm7fouQzsgic0y64XdjGYdG_3bUgFLqZtwT_yJUvwm_g/s320/decmber09+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> Three <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Wise men</span>. I love these. One of my favorite decorations! My mom gave them to me a few years ago from the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Southern</span> Living line. A small nativity painting on canvas given to me by a friend. LOVE this too!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLDua9a50afyGb4nxtgIVUHrLbp27QiPHX7EWtLGHVmenAGALnhIv-_79njM8seOn24LdMy-Vd1TufGW87yvsuA42tkFH3zP6ja5M-0_xaYZYgdkA8QOSOb09l2L7s3yffEgCTrBVJsw/s1600-h/decmber09+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240701603471490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLDua9a50afyGb4nxtgIVUHrLbp27QiPHX7EWtLGHVmenAGALnhIv-_79njM8seOn24LdMy-Vd1TufGW87yvsuA42tkFH3zP6ja5M-0_xaYZYgdkA8QOSOb09l2L7s3yffEgCTrBVJsw/s320/decmber09+004.jpg" border="0" /></a>Are the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Santa's</span> cute? I got them at Country Originals on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Northside</span> Drive... if you've never been there...don't go. You'll be hooked. On the right is another nativity that I got years ago from Dollar Tree..yes, Dollar Tree. Hannah played with the pieces for hours when she was little. Have you ever noticed a child play with a nativity set? They know exactly what to do with each part.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTfrPP1iGKarAWoA_-3giyU-OaKHQaTYhYnRfH3wko_3eXZh9H5VMzSMmWqFJNdlGgaAUqvVNmPunfnF4RpSlV-xft-iMQZ8rButxxYeUrKxmQvHRsF8RousdHD3JBt5EYSmBbJBr5zA/s1600-h/decmber09+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240695486708770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTfrPP1iGKarAWoA_-3giyU-OaKHQaTYhYnRfH3wko_3eXZh9H5VMzSMmWqFJNdlGgaAUqvVNmPunfnF4RpSlV-xft-iMQZ8rButxxYeUrKxmQvHRsF8RousdHD3JBt5EYSmBbJBr5zA/s320/decmber09+005.jpg" border="0" /></a>My friend Lisa twisted some of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">meshy</span> stuff and we put it on the mantel to cover all our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">electronics</span>. I must say that stockings is something that I never buckled down and bought when the kids were little. My friend gets tickled looking at all of my stockings when I try to decide which ones to hang. Sure wish I had gotten special ones when they were little so I could give them to them one day you know?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNcX4d1PbRBToN2pMfrWmoBA_eqF4izflSgq6og0PsduBO8pnGSTydfKFP48fH_qzAPHRr1lMZzGDcDNE8sp4YvRnvoucgJVEBY2wAxvgHQnRzKSqHkWltEYL2tAb5PwK0OnLSJQEREA/s1600-h/decmber09+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240180699714610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNcX4d1PbRBToN2pMfrWmoBA_eqF4izflSgq6og0PsduBO8pnGSTydfKFP48fH_qzAPHRr1lMZzGDcDNE8sp4YvRnvoucgJVEBY2wAxvgHQnRzKSqHkWltEYL2tAb5PwK0OnLSJQEREA/s320/decmber09+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is the coffee table in the living room. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Pine cones</span> in a container with some left over Christmas balls is always easy and pretty. The stack of books is something neat I started years ago. I explained in last years post..I was going through Christmas cards one year as I was cleaning up and realized I shouldn't throw away all these great pictures people spend so much time and money on, so I started making a scrapbook of Christmas cards each year out of construction paper and letting Hannah decorate them and make a cover. We laminate each page and tie the edges together. I put all the books out each year and we enjoy so much looking at our friends and how they've changed. (Our card goes on the first page) With the regular cards, we cut out shapes and verses to glue in the book. It is really a treasure and people seem to always enjoy looking at all of our books!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSBygUg20SdE-eDkw35aFX2DOHc5XrUinWIQeueiMlhIkb8xEzAcplS92gs0tQhqUtV_Xvmw1u78RioZnixRsbN1-EhdzT4n4KHx6eU-MduGaSkZw5tJFwZtkfx0rVMN8Djd6lovgtSA/s1600-h/decmber09+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240174292590034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSBygUg20SdE-eDkw35aFX2DOHc5XrUinWIQeueiMlhIkb8xEzAcplS92gs0tQhqUtV_Xvmw1u78RioZnixRsbN1-EhdzT4n4KHx6eU-MduGaSkZw5tJFwZtkfx0rVMN8Djd6lovgtSA/s320/decmber09+007.jpg" border="0" /></a>Kitchen table...got these trees on Black Friday at Simply Spaces in Madison. I thought they were great! Wish i had some pretty Christmas dishes to set the table with!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGD-dxlLTq15zlvTloVIrEbLATpAPpXrwPqVLG-9fgB3BtpFWWdiX468yBNBfaVOOXmkSi0eJaF5-icggSgfvNiF8d1fi72vVPQQGk7_b8hBG6VOoYafAuJWlo9sGsI8ke3HGRxNUyrA/s1600-h/decmber09+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240168869771202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGD-dxlLTq15zlvTloVIrEbLATpAPpXrwPqVLG-9fgB3BtpFWWdiX468yBNBfaVOOXmkSi0eJaF5-icggSgfvNiF8d1fi72vVPQQGk7_b8hBG6VOoYafAuJWlo9sGsI8ke3HGRxNUyrA/s320/decmber09+008.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is on the ledge as you go upstairs. Another nativity set..had for years. I really should start writing on the boxes where each one came from. The stocking garland we got as a gift when we got married. The kids use to love for me to put little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">goodies</span> or pieces of candy in each stocking during the month!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7C5AzAi7S9Wn2HQGUnV0uela0vcTRR2EEhpgrFkFAhXsN0QxLmMBekgWJ65QhUV6oUAIXbmrK85OUdabR0-kTI4onccDI94e54wqMdyDElWdE9Yh6lw-cpRIMfCQvKJiEJLAVnlHB5g/s1600-h/decmber09+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240164666053650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7C5AzAi7S9Wn2HQGUnV0uela0vcTRR2EEhpgrFkFAhXsN0QxLmMBekgWJ65QhUV6oUAIXbmrK85OUdabR0-kTI4onccDI94e54wqMdyDElWdE9Yh6lw-cpRIMfCQvKJiEJLAVnlHB5g/s320/decmber09+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah put her own tree up in her room and decorated it herself. She started doing this when she was about 3 or 4 I think. I told her it was about time for a "big girl" tree if she wanted to keep doing it. She can save this tree for her little girl.</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOFl3rLgVBOaQBD_pQ7ZITyIddhN0N8kyJqTwbWZr1aGAc1jrn1CgnaDZZn6uEDH0zlTcYli3FKtHjFA0qvU76_lScbyGBqknXsAWunTM-UrVLNH5V8hRjG8igFWcDpDOOKglWb2nI8Q/s1600-h/decmber09+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415240156603200738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOFl3rLgVBOaQBD_pQ7ZITyIddhN0N8kyJqTwbWZr1aGAc1jrn1CgnaDZZn6uEDH0zlTcYli3FKtHjFA0qvU76_lScbyGBqknXsAWunTM-UrVLNH5V8hRjG8igFWcDpDOOKglWb2nI8Q/s320/decmber09+010.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is in the kitchen. I love this frosted fruit! I use it all the time in different things and it always looks so pretty. The plates behind them are some of the Christmas plates I have painted. I'm going to try and start <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">painting</span> one each year.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0dYLLtEAZ_kYSSVYBf1i4v7CUiPdvXwPJI6qJSTObX0a4_LlIMTrcXmdPfXib0nXr3nrl1biY4MqBabig5icBSga7UpoH3mg69X7l3dBbxCB27drwxxYkTd0PQ62k-3IfRwl20To6DA/s1600-h/decmber09+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415239535029023954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0dYLLtEAZ_kYSSVYBf1i4v7CUiPdvXwPJI6qJSTObX0a4_LlIMTrcXmdPfXib0nXr3nrl1biY4MqBabig5icBSga7UpoH3mg69X7l3dBbxCB27drwxxYkTd0PQ62k-3IfRwl20To6DA/s320/decmber09+013.jpg" border="0" /></a>Since we got married, I have painted or made an ornament each year for us and do one for each child with the year. We have quite a collection and I'm so proud of all of them! They don't care too much about them like I do but they will be so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">proud</span> of them one day when they have them to hang on their own tree. Maybe I have started a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">tradition</span> with them. My friend Lindsey painted one for me this year. Isn't it great?!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNn1vIlfwVlEp4HbsGMg5w9FU_uCR8H3tlZLz9E_v_G4sljpWZUpjeBmEfButVK1QxATpdJOCEHEL9Udltsrvs8-fwZ1YIgo34qlB8JW1MaQhPpYaOZFXKIdiCVSe9Ho-jebCxyxuiYA/s1600-h/decmber09+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415239521755599970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNn1vIlfwVlEp4HbsGMg5w9FU_uCR8H3tlZLz9E_v_G4sljpWZUpjeBmEfButVK1QxATpdJOCEHEL9Udltsrvs8-fwZ1YIgo34qlB8JW1MaQhPpYaOZFXKIdiCVSe9Ho-jebCxyxuiYA/s320/decmber09+015.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah always paints her own ornament. This one is from this year.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP0cMiFnsVV5hoY9dbCxut9wxS_0ViEUt89TjPr3ts2dGRNOdMR5WOWrtq9O1BguxCbTPiREIZdRXW6dP4dFgn4y38cCL2VNDErINM_8hDJprAPcLRJl0q7ot_Y3_YCyKm828GNCHKiQ/s1600-h/decmber09+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415239520058213330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP0cMiFnsVV5hoY9dbCxut9wxS_0ViEUt89TjPr3ts2dGRNOdMR5WOWrtq9O1BguxCbTPiREIZdRXW6dP4dFgn4y38cCL2VNDErINM_8hDJprAPcLRJl0q7ot_Y3_YCyKm828GNCHKiQ/s320/decmber09+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> Matthew's....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDhDw3OHBhyphenhyphenWMLxXMbVHCGZBQt95z3KRzKExe6U23VeNOAl1DVpSXX6Qnd86VfRG5V99zpi7JMgfL2cWamB-PVvPZL8NYW-UobBTpwCIYCc8UMbrQepPG4FEPapJb4MdsXUQbAxiQ0g/s1600-h/decmber09+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415239515464403410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDhDw3OHBhyphenhyphenWMLxXMbVHCGZBQt95z3KRzKExe6U23VeNOAl1DVpSXX6Qnd86VfRG5V99zpi7JMgfL2cWamB-PVvPZL8NYW-UobBTpwCIYCc8UMbrQepPG4FEPapJb4MdsXUQbAxiQ0g/s320/decmber09+017.jpg" border="0" /></a>Andrew's....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4L8Oih8JmMm26PrP6FuHvU-SAq8LIJAiUo2UAVwzdB6YBGGp_cgK1oPvBfXLp5nS-O7acFbKc3A-hJlRN_GdURCcvnWpYMhDF26TA3MqmQjL5-NAC_iPSvU_BpOlyMSzDK1-MaKFHQ/s1600-h/decmber09+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415239503294710306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF4L8Oih8JmMm26PrP6FuHvU-SAq8LIJAiUo2UAVwzdB6YBGGp_cgK1oPvBfXLp5nS-O7acFbKc3A-hJlRN_GdURCcvnWpYMhDF26TA3MqmQjL5-NAC_iPSvU_BpOlyMSzDK1-MaKFHQ/s320/decmber09+018.jpg" border="0" /></a> Lighted garland around the front doors with my ribbon wreaths! Looks pretty at night too.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJ629dFPPZauEUh68spMPcw2GvVEuJ1VSAyBNnIYFmwmp9R6bPvgRz-ifh2XrZPOo27Jeyih2oVPAkw-KsPcGYx1Tp-IWWUK4_coLSz3YbMa58RwLAUwgI5-GQHo6PgU31M6I5-anHQ/s1600-h/decmber09+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415238207603588178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJ629dFPPZauEUh68spMPcw2GvVEuJ1VSAyBNnIYFmwmp9R6bPvgRz-ifh2XrZPOo27Jeyih2oVPAkw-KsPcGYx1Tp-IWWUK4_coLSz3YbMa58RwLAUwgI5-GQHo6PgU31M6I5-anHQ/s320/decmber09+052.jpg" border="0" /></a>Hannah and her friend making Christmas cookies. We do this every year also. MOST of the time they are edible. I enjoy it just as much as they do! Just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">realized</span> I don't have a pic of my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Christmas</span> houses but you can see a little bit of them in this picture in the background on the counter. A few of these were also given to me when we got married. Good thing about getting married in December...get lots of good Christmas stuff!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJowsteGBdakDALIvc6rD71SHNk7qZJqpuMc8wKEY9iTiXdPdC-QC7f6WTEH33WeCkyj_uaWsTUX7MYufL-nByn01-U9-C4qbGNIq3Gw07p89WWew2KdaE8VLCpXfY3gnmLQR3eshzBQ/s1600-h/decmber09+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415238198544092354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJowsteGBdakDALIvc6rD71SHNk7qZJqpuMc8wKEY9iTiXdPdC-QC7f6WTEH33WeCkyj_uaWsTUX7MYufL-nByn01-U9-C4qbGNIq3Gw07p89WWew2KdaE8VLCpXfY3gnmLQR3eshzBQ/s320/decmber09+054.jpg" border="0" /></a> I've made several of these as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">happies</span> this year already..German Chocolate pound cake. YUM!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfHYZfOtQYh1jetuzN7e5zf0Q707h3l3vbQETscdtzwFd3O4ARR4YoZU-zUTyZZHrLCiQD7GP7H3biZu0IzI7uM4bHz5Vl7OmxMIQfTfIwI1PGhum9mMYN5DSqHKRVDnKbFDIdfUJTQ/s1600-h/decmber09+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415238196114198002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwfHYZfOtQYh1jetuzN7e5zf0Q707h3l3vbQETscdtzwFd3O4ARR4YoZU-zUTyZZHrLCiQD7GP7H3biZu0IzI7uM4bHz5Vl7OmxMIQfTfIwI1PGhum9mMYN5DSqHKRVDnKbFDIdfUJTQ/s320/decmber09+055.jpg" border="0" /></a> and FUDGE with pecans!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSzgEwbBWz4YFcOvU6w6Gg6VvGtGcODKjIiN1hzmO3ZKpJD_e8fG96o7f215uADZagrCjKZejuHiTwPbvToG1TTfi5xVmn5tVgd4kP3csEQNLbBvIHr0e0I4AdTOtLS-O0Z8JnZ6O4AA/s1600-h/decmber09+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415238189014126194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSzgEwbBWz4YFcOvU6w6Gg6VvGtGcODKjIiN1hzmO3ZKpJD_e8fG96o7f215uADZagrCjKZejuHiTwPbvToG1TTfi5xVmn5tVgd4kP3csEQNLbBvIHr0e0I4AdTOtLS-O0Z8JnZ6O4AA/s320/decmber09+056.jpg" border="0" /></a>and last but not least the tree...Since Drew is deployed again this Christmas, I was just going to put up a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">pre</span> lit one but Hannah had a fit so Andrew and Matthew got this one from <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Lowe's</span> and together we got it up. After they did, I was glad because it smells <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">SOOOO</span> good. I don't have half my ornaments on it this year...decided to just go with all of our family ones and handmade ones.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixxEVR86-o8qzFasBZlxnmThrPt12ZbSo3g-hUIq7heGZST28__Yy4AstROakqk3thsulh2y7NYHf2C3xIwhUp64U8pk4eEoKtHHETJM_OLTR4olj0x7hdhDCCh724lfepfWbD8c5KUQ/s1600-h/decmber09+057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415238183223084802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixxEVR86-o8qzFasBZlxnmThrPt12ZbSo3g-hUIq7heGZST28__Yy4AstROakqk3thsulh2y7NYHf2C3xIwhUp64U8pk4eEoKtHHETJM_OLTR4olj0x7hdhDCCh724lfepfWbD8c5KUQ/s320/decmber09+057.jpg" border="0" /></a> On K Love radio the other day, they were having a time of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">people</span> calling in with funny Christmas accident stories. At first I thought, How horrible! That's not funny, but the more I listened to stories, the funnier it got. One guy fell through the floor of the attic while getting the Christmas decorations. As if that wasn't bad enough, the box of decorations fell on top of him through the attic. He had <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">broken</span> ribs, an arm and I believe a punctured lung. His family of course after making sure he was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">ok</span> thought it was hysterical..Only now, years later is he able to laugh about it. I was reading a blog that I follow last year and I was splitting my sides laughing about her mishap. She was getting decorations out and stepped on the lid to a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">rubbermaid</span> box...did the serious splits...and broke her leg! I don't think we've ever had any serious holiday accident..other than we went through a period of about 5 years in a row that our Christmas tree fell in the middle of the night....except once, it did fall directly on top of the boys as they watched <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">tv</span>. All I could see was legs and arms and hollering...I didn't do it!!! They were fine but scared to death! I hope my holiday tour hasn't bored you to tears. It truly is my favorite time of the year. I love my family and our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">traditions</span>. I miss Drew tremendously and look forward to this time next year. Merry Christmas everyone!!!</div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-55992954280500738482009-11-10T21:32:00.004-06:002009-11-10T21:55:49.749-06:00sticky notes and Bible quotesThis was the title of Hannah's second grade play...and it just happens to be what I'm relying on lately. I can't seem to write my self enough sticky notes . In fact, I may be rubbing off on my daughter. I'm looking at a sticky note stuck to my monitor that say, "Songs I want on my iPod" and then a long list. Maybe Santa needs to bring her an iTunes gift card... or me too for that matter. I actually wrote on a note today at work of something I wanted (we draw names for Christmas) Potholders was on my list. Does that mean you're old if you request potholders for Christmas? Enough of the sticky notes. On to Bible quotes. I have an array of verses that have been flashing through my head lately...only could be divinely sent, right? They come through songs on K-Love or 93.5, they come through Miss Nan (my brilliant Life Group teacher), they come through our pastor, I could list all night...but they are coming and it's what gets me through. I pray that the same is happening for Drew and he is finding comfort in it like I am.<br />I found several pictures I wanted to share. Most are already on Facebook, but hey, what isn't on Facebook..<br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfQDdDZcqmCCJWHxhZmFB6MZ977JZVhEyQO5vHKxkC5e3_0AooVGlYtJwgOldOjKTpS3zB6T4PY30yG55DtgT-BCe0wsgcm2qnreE6nKTvyn36sojrPgwFK-YW1-a6vZ5WRI6YvgLtQ/s1600-h/DSCN1123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402686187536888098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfQDdDZcqmCCJWHxhZmFB6MZ977JZVhEyQO5vHKxkC5e3_0AooVGlYtJwgOldOjKTpS3zB6T4PY30yG55DtgT-BCe0wsgcm2qnreE6nKTvyn36sojrPgwFK-YW1-a6vZ5WRI6YvgLtQ/s320/DSCN1123.jpg" border="0" /></a> Miss Hannah lovin' on her brothers. My they are so handsome, don't ya think?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHpr4MvXOlLHJaiVDdNx5rTmKvX-_Rr8Eyiy0X3cgr8jOiiVawYMR6lLzTKt5fL23kPrsXSFJySTaFT1J7Z7Xqgeu4V6U9dj8L8AlRnGkMqAe5jkvr2t0WJGq5-FNdCjTGlkHQzmt1kg/s1600-h/DSCN1122.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402685735092321202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHpr4MvXOlLHJaiVDdNx5rTmKvX-_Rr8Eyiy0X3cgr8jOiiVawYMR6lLzTKt5fL23kPrsXSFJySTaFT1J7Z7Xqgeu4V6U9dj8L8AlRnGkMqAe5jkvr2t0WJGq5-FNdCjTGlkHQzmt1kg/s320/DSCN1122.jpg" border="0" /></a>I just had to take this for Drew. He's worried they aren't taking care of the truck while he's gone. So, Papaw gave them a sho nuff lesson in oil changing and other things. I think they knew it all had to be done but expected someone to take care of it for them. They're gonna do just fine.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4x6Z6L4JGECJ2t45YwYHH4M2Lxd5h6wInGN12c-eLY18NbXEJQni04_i41MA5Exmcm7OesCTDn8fS82vCmF895rJtvyz-k02v8SF2JFlwTCFsjYmInV9OFFE0aaiGspqa7-e-ipD1A/s1600-h/DSCN1113.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402685731154480258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4x6Z6L4JGECJ2t45YwYHH4M2Lxd5h6wInGN12c-eLY18NbXEJQni04_i41MA5Exmcm7OesCTDn8fS82vCmF895rJtvyz-k02v8SF2JFlwTCFsjYmInV9OFFE0aaiGspqa7-e-ipD1A/s320/DSCN1113.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Hannah digging out one of the pumpkins. She always LOVES to get her hands down in a pumpkin....SO much so that she puts it all back in after she cleans it out and does it again. Hmm..maybe she'll be a surgeon one day.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbGKLKBqBwQOwfrymNr54DraMKupiXSAJv2VVO9F7LVR567RrmWbc5WV-dv2kdXXTUOvwLLLVCUVWQDUpEbgRPM2zjzqQ5H5FJLEIlDmzOpZvLBDT1H_5v90ZL6zOfefCkNWg6r1PEQw/s1600-h/oct+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402685723360244194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbGKLKBqBwQOwfrymNr54DraMKupiXSAJv2VVO9F7LVR567RrmWbc5WV-dv2kdXXTUOvwLLLVCUVWQDUpEbgRPM2zjzqQ5H5FJLEIlDmzOpZvLBDT1H_5v90ZL6zOfefCkNWg6r1PEQw/s320/oct+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here's our redneck trick or treatin' crew. No hay...just lounge chairs. Get'er done!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGi36KIPmXYQwnTsfAzCc74UVf5svpX4ApeCuFn6PgHTl9ZUr3Ey3dSG8eFwH5jgaEtVFkAdC7dc9ot2P5wOmOKO5gsWA8t3kMH9D1djFa4ird_pNc7r_9OTFbybJ5kccy8UnIppujXQ/s1600-h/DSCN1101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402685713338056002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGi36KIPmXYQwnTsfAzCc74UVf5svpX4ApeCuFn6PgHTl9ZUr3Ey3dSG8eFwH5jgaEtVFkAdC7dc9ot2P5wOmOKO5gsWA8t3kMH9D1djFa4ird_pNc7r_9OTFbybJ5kccy8UnIppujXQ/s320/DSCN1101.jpg" border="0" /></a> Last but not least, my honey offering a little girl something. UUgghh...makes my heart hurt. OK...I need a Bible quote.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieW6GcBewZdog8gLF5af-xeDt5F8zpvyeiJvbiNrndx0L7BKpYbe4ovVmzvDOxzaO0XXfea4dkgAX9NrkNRtsi3LS8Xa2So4zfUsesZnJL6FQFZ8Z2ow3dVzjmcpcuF8taOLGFIbaIZA/s1600-h/DSCF2319+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402685710830599634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieW6GcBewZdog8gLF5af-xeDt5F8zpvyeiJvbiNrndx0L7BKpYbe4ovVmzvDOxzaO0XXfea4dkgAX9NrkNRtsi3LS8Xa2So4zfUsesZnJL6FQFZ8Z2ow3dVzjmcpcuF8taOLGFIbaIZA/s320/DSCF2319+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-50126249522385593492009-10-25T21:29:00.005-05:002009-10-25T21:56:55.699-05:00Fall BackAmong many other things...aaahhh..this is by far my favorite week of the year. The week we get to set our clocks back and get an extra hour of sleep. Mistletoe Marketplace is upon us. For those of you who live in a closet and don't know what that is..it's basically a chaotic event that the Junior League of Jxn puts on that is a free-for-all to get your Christmas shopping started...Mind boggling, yet fun and festive. Wouldn't miss it for the world. Cooking...LOVE to cook this time of year, planting stuff and getting all decorated for the seasons to come. This year will be a little different for us without Drew...We survived in 2005 when he was deployed for Thanksgiving and Christmas. I suppose we can make it again. He certainly wouldn't want us all sitting around sad.<br />On a lighter note...here's several photos from the past couple weeks...<br /><br /><br />The state fair came and went. We enjoyed as usual. Had to get this pic. My grandfather use to sit this exact way an awful lot...just out in the yard..there he would sit.. squatting down, flat footed. Funny, Hannah never knew him, but she sits this way ALOT!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisCu7SIGdRkLerDjw5eIIPF8Ubh7a2tFJ0iybXBvx8rlta8GK7BgGjoE6lDjhzWtvVHXqyeQ0p7RIg0rjQ0hPig6fmvbzfn6lxQ3WG5PmJsNTBjAohfsjN12YRfZ90qqHvvFvD0coSCg/s1600-h/oct+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396733405693309778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisCu7SIGdRkLerDjw5eIIPF8Ubh7a2tFJ0iybXBvx8rlta8GK7BgGjoE6lDjhzWtvVHXqyeQ0p7RIg0rjQ0hPig6fmvbzfn6lxQ3WG5PmJsNTBjAohfsjN12YRfZ90qqHvvFvD0coSCg/s320/oct+013.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Hannah and bestie, Olivia..<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0TF9v1i-Tms4l8Sk1iNfHszJGqjSVx3Qa3CRujm29Z-24V3hDcz4supWAGCAIltDRg1V3rqMg_STKwo8lcTY0WWUqyUFyXFIMMt_pzbWGFLN4n0Xbxz1YTFojDCZj1B0-bYxLseh6g/s1600-h/oct+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396733401997408978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0TF9v1i-Tms4l8Sk1iNfHszJGqjSVx3Qa3CRujm29Z-24V3hDcz4supWAGCAIltDRg1V3rqMg_STKwo8lcTY0WWUqyUFyXFIMMt_pzbWGFLN4n0Xbxz1YTFojDCZj1B0-bYxLseh6g/s320/oct+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah and I at Madison Central Homecoming pep rally. My word...my ear drums will never be the same again..<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsXZDrb_zBJmtmmMMKRcawwdkS7-Ib-wNwdW9H0NfHlWaJgE4jsBMjsH3ooE8NDrAURBqCdh72x681Sm4DOUgowqA-KKxMR_CVUiNYTnvx-dSv04tbdSnvTatk9rkmTzC-jd5F6SdNVw/s1600-h/oct+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396732945188192690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsXZDrb_zBJmtmmMMKRcawwdkS7-Ib-wNwdW9H0NfHlWaJgE4jsBMjsH3ooE8NDrAURBqCdh72x681Sm4DOUgowqA-KKxMR_CVUiNYTnvx-dSv04tbdSnvTatk9rkmTzC-jd5F6SdNVw/s320/oct+023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Buds.....and a teacher..dressed like Michael Jackson...hmmmm...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNK9AHMlXJuDpGB_rp-ICxQ7fchkIMuJ7WY6fVh1AyiIwaIsJgvIqth8sax8fdRVrDdL0YNjH1sMkhHDUpjugGNsrZ6iDrMK_HC4Mo-70rKZeqLvhMIsRVv7zRv-FynKEdZHgDUOuNw/s1600-h/oct+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396732941608358130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNK9AHMlXJuDpGB_rp-ICxQ7fchkIMuJ7WY6fVh1AyiIwaIsJgvIqth8sax8fdRVrDdL0YNjH1sMkhHDUpjugGNsrZ6iDrMK_HC4Mo-70rKZeqLvhMIsRVv7zRv-FynKEdZHgDUOuNw/s320/oct+024.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> carving pumpkins....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZlKcsGpMx8HsC4urUWBOdPAAfB-cAlK4dNw9OPVyjBOD6lASs3AGayM_N0xi-uYPWQN1HY0Jxf-p-Uoq2TQiDfhyphenhyphen3pDmPp9Oc-F2HvASurWZu-XZNmOqasDO5JDIZaBJwjJiziyJ-g/s1600-h/oct+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396732938959583586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZlKcsGpMx8HsC4urUWBOdPAAfB-cAlK4dNw9OPVyjBOD6lASs3AGayM_N0xi-uYPWQN1HY0Jxf-p-Uoq2TQiDfhyphenhyphen3pDmPp9Oc-F2HvASurWZu-XZNmOqasDO5JDIZaBJwjJiziyJ-g/s320/oct+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9doq9sjI0v_C65ieAlwGQIOD56n757W0yv1PH__91G6mQCTYqoz36VWeRQuD8wFn5F5iw2YDSZMaUbIekXsjRoxfZiXbBFMLWBMNrg27lmiHJsXRNwoP9xhewl_AjZF3AZkHAePmcpA/s1600-h/oct+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396732934872626290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9doq9sjI0v_C65ieAlwGQIOD56n757W0yv1PH__91G6mQCTYqoz36VWeRQuD8wFn5F5iw2YDSZMaUbIekXsjRoxfZiXbBFMLWBMNrg27lmiHJsXRNwoP9xhewl_AjZF3AZkHAePmcpA/s320/oct+037.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmm01wYpiO9i7p99rTuMDpJeFFKuury3djAtzQ8uOTqkfF8bbkkbFwzj40qmTIeoCOsH_Gelpn8g9oDWx6E3FoZaew006px8azR7gRPd8frIQtAuXYMNm46b67fI18AQIYN3qEdQ5aQ/s1600-h/oct+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396732928527428082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmm01wYpiO9i7p99rTuMDpJeFFKuury3djAtzQ8uOTqkfF8bbkkbFwzj40qmTIeoCOsH_Gelpn8g9oDWx6E3FoZaew006px8azR7gRPd8frIQtAuXYMNm46b67fI18AQIYN3qEdQ5aQ/s320/oct+038.jpg" border="0" /></a>How 'bout our patriotic pumpkin... </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;">HAPPY FALL Y'ALL!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-25363987314977940252009-10-21T21:21:00.002-05:002009-10-21T21:45:58.603-05:00completely meaningless...Thanks to my blog-friend <a href="http://junebugintheredmud.blogspot.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Junebug</span></a>, she inspired me to blog about everyday <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">occurrences</span>. I've got lots of those. Really too many to mention. But here goes..<br />OK, so some of you know I had the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lasik</span> procedure on my eyes last Friday. Greatest thing since sliced bread. Really. And I'm weird..really weird about my eyes, but I'd do it again tomorrow. I mean, who knew there were individual leaves on trees. It's a miracle!<br />Also, not news to anyone that I miss my husband tremendously. But hey, we're almost at the half way mark. If you've argued with your husband today, go directly and apologize (even if you were not at fault) Life is too short for that little stuff. <br />I unstopped the upstairs tub last week. Huge sense of accomplishment for me. I will however need some help (I think!) getting the Christmas tree out of the attic when the time comes. He would croak if he knew I was not putting up a real tree. Just can't so that by myself..unless of course someone would like to help with that as well..<br />My tire pressure light has been on in the car now for a week or so. Never done air in the tires before. I know, I know...if I can unstop a tub, I can do that... I'll get around to it.<br />I've been cooking lately. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ALOT</span>. Anybody need some good recipes? I'm your girl.<br />Cleaned out all my pots and flower beds today in preparation for this weekend. Putting out pansies, kale and mums....oh and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">pine straw</span>.. My eye doctor has instructed me to wear protective goggles. I don't even know what to say about that. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Anyhoo</span>..<br />What's up with the Silly/Animal <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bandz</span>?????????? Oh my word..they are like gold in Madison. I offered to let Hannah wear all the rubber jelly bracelets we got to wear to an 80's party not long ago and I got THE LOOK. "Not the same Mom." So, yes, I trekked around looking for someone who had some left...finally found some...I think I heard the Hallelujah chorus play when she cracked the package open.<br />I bought myself some fresh flowers and arranged them on my kitchen table last week. It made me feel really good.<br />I think I'm addicted to the sushi at Kroger. The sushi maker, I'm pretty sure doesn't speak any English, but he knows why I come and what kind I like.<br />Anybody seen Stepfather at the theater? I REALLY want to. We have been into watching some scary stuff lately!<br />I could see how I could carry on this way for quite a while but I won't. Thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Junebug</span> for the push!!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-41047477187655488792009-09-20T20:04:00.003-05:002009-09-20T20:10:54.083-05:00shots from the past 4 weeks..<div align="center">Have you ever seen such good looking boys??</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaKaRWFMdR4Riebp2FQeroywMfHR6j6pwIXSoUGj-cZk7GkFCmzqhNG5V5Z_eLW7_rhbexGTYY_zcgCNxNm6cLWeXGxVOEwnVw4eeS8IqbYe_wfPRYDxNk2Dcq8SIM4QW1sOoNY0wFWA/s1600-h/IMG_9752_edited-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383721320266937042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaKaRWFMdR4Riebp2FQeroywMfHR6j6pwIXSoUGj-cZk7GkFCmzqhNG5V5Z_eLW7_rhbexGTYY_zcgCNxNm6cLWeXGxVOEwnVw4eeS8IqbYe_wfPRYDxNk2Dcq8SIM4QW1sOoNY0wFWA/s320/IMG_9752_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah and I at the Ole Miss game on Saturday.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuSEp1NamV0vqsIRqVzqduAzJO9XqTy9BfFCifAtflNGRPYQ_nvSpF_u5WHMzoaYWYy_WOwW-SzhN-0sYUGnKgTFsa65Y9P9-63VAEL4lV8MZ-w73lHEmzWdaBUflnnn3Pq6nmYZXcg/s1600-h/umgame+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383721308310997746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuSEp1NamV0vqsIRqVzqduAzJO9XqTy9BfFCifAtflNGRPYQ_nvSpF_u5WHMzoaYWYy_WOwW-SzhN-0sYUGnKgTFsa65Y9P9-63VAEL4lV8MZ-w73lHEmzWdaBUflnnn3Pq6nmYZXcg/s320/umgame+005.jpg" border="0" /></a>Girls Nite Out at Germantown Middle School<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd07zzCdypDgfjrv9pnmzGEF8gLq9XjVZgTEoOE7iL_Kc5n_hMNMA5HSpmOpBCwwy7EUklVZn8V7b_mlIcqewmNtrIovXGuLZ8dWmc_hGFH-POFaa2B-KM6s5NOkZ04k4PpWvu7sjqaw/s1600-h/umgame+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383721301378718098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd07zzCdypDgfjrv9pnmzGEF8gLq9XjVZgTEoOE7iL_Kc5n_hMNMA5HSpmOpBCwwy7EUklVZn8V7b_mlIcqewmNtrIovXGuLZ8dWmc_hGFH-POFaa2B-KM6s5NOkZ04k4PpWvu7sjqaw/s320/umgame+001.jpg" border="0" /></a>My sweet hubby... yeah, the media doesn't show pictures like this.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglPkhhWS7ugH99yRpOoFJJENVljo7l-wnAvMUllL_icaULEhZp3W5Wpo8LNnR8JRoGvKKMQKmiivyIt-Itxzd3LxqKj-LgOPbpaXi0ryuxJw7U1MQcFxYVjwKXHookii-3S25dPXjgOQ/s1600-h/Clark+about+to+ride+kids+bike.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383721291944183474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglPkhhWS7ugH99yRpOoFJJENVljo7l-wnAvMUllL_icaULEhZp3W5Wpo8LNnR8JRoGvKKMQKmiivyIt-Itxzd3LxqKj-LgOPbpaXi0ryuxJw7U1MQcFxYVjwKXHookii-3S25dPXjgOQ/s320/Clark+about+to+ride+kids+bike.JPG" border="0" /></a>OR this...this is how a mission begins.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNtDlLFXjG5PTmpzSfTUbPIRtNYqrg3jEJ1Umn2X9eTezA_xM25AqhioFgjazEq6IvlfCoeKPDSo1xAQqdiXm1f8UP976TCYj6utxOxYF2xpKmbJg07kC5ahW-g6-pNN6oNc2hElbS2w/s1600-h/2+Prayer_before_leaving.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383721287991695138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNtDlLFXjG5PTmpzSfTUbPIRtNYqrg3jEJ1Umn2X9eTezA_xM25AqhioFgjazEq6IvlfCoeKPDSo1xAQqdiXm1f8UP976TCYj6utxOxYF2xpKmbJg07kC5ahW-g6-pNN6oNc2hElbS2w/s320/2+Prayer_before_leaving.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-69472871200103937992009-09-20T19:54:00.002-05:002009-09-20T20:12:38.786-05:00drum roll please....I'm seriously considering calling this blog quits. What'cha think? I can't believe it's been over a month since I last posted. I've had plenty of things to post on...just won't take the time to sit down and do it. If anyone has ever seen the movie "Groundhog Day" with Bill Murray...that would be my life right now....and I'm only about 1/4 way through this deployment...that's not a good sign folks.<br />Just to tide all 3 of you over..until I can come up with something to blog about...here's some pics from the past few weeks..Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-34872494068172753202009-08-12T21:35:00.002-05:002009-08-12T22:00:02.183-05:00rules are made to be broken....Some would say. I must say that I got a nice laugh out of reading Hannah's elementary handbook. I know it's been a few years since I've been in elementary school. Wonder what it would've been like to have a time machine and travel to the future back then and read this handbook..I'm sure most of us would be very confused at reading today's rules. I won't go over every single one..cause there's ALOT of them..but I will touch on a few highlights that are my personal favorites.<br /><br />Hair and body should be free from obnoxious odors. (that speaks for itself)<br />Shoes, sandals, or boots shall be worn at all times with shoes being laced and tied. No cleats or slippers, and no shoes with wheels. (do kids actually wear slippers to school?)<br />Appropriate underclothing should be worn. No clothing considered and designed as an undergarment should be worn on the outside of clothing. (I mean, really? That ruins Hannah's outfit for tomorrow!)<br />Picks, combs, rollers and other styling devices shall not be worn in hair. (I'm wondering what "other styling devices" is...)<br />Unless prescribed for medical reasons, sunglasses are not to be worn inside of the building. (so Michael Jackson's brothers all had on shades for medical reasons at his memorial service??)<br />Young men shall not be permitted to wear earrings or conceal the earrings with a Band-aid or any other material. Neither males nor females shall wear rings or studs in their noses, tongues, or other body parts. (Shoot!)<br />Biking shorts shall not be worn..(where did that come from? don't know any kid that has ever wanted to wear biking shorts to school..)<br />Males are not permitted to wear skirts and/or garments traditionally designed to be worn by females. (ok..this one worries me..)<br />Elementary students are not allowed to wear make up. (YAY!!!!! the only rule that really applies to us!! and I can just blame it on the rule book!)<br /><br />I read these to Hannah tonight and we got a good laugh. I think we laughed more at the fact that if nobody had ever done any of these things..it wouldn't be a rule. I believe it's going to be a good school year!! Let's roll!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-30242986748352599122009-08-03T20:01:00.002-05:002009-08-03T20:39:52.605-05:00Winding down<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI94p-ToSKKFsrLF09RerH9XZBNCO-RVb8edz6AyiyxHmEWal0OPhDqmUTUD5eg3ZpfZ2xv-62lITzGUt_i2CQERlP5d1QwX0GBaqqTfSe_Huzz6MDgfTkZ08e_1bFlA7ZtS-yQlrUDw/s1600-h/wm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365907473801686994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI94p-ToSKKFsrLF09RerH9XZBNCO-RVb8edz6AyiyxHmEWal0OPhDqmUTUD5eg3ZpfZ2xv-62lITzGUt_i2CQERlP5d1QwX0GBaqqTfSe_Huzz6MDgfTkZ08e_1bFlA7ZtS-yQlrUDw/s320/wm.jpg" border="0" /></a> I guess that's what we've been doing the past week or so..winding down before school starts. I got this cute little picture today of Hannah and neighborhood peeps enjoying an entire, yes ENTIRE watermelon..This was only the first helping. The rest of the slices were gone within about 30 minutes....and it wasn't a small watermelon! The little kids were so cute afterwards...that's what I needed a close up shot of..pink tinged, sticky,dirty faces. I didn't have the heart to wipe them up...just too stinkin' cute!</div><div align="center">I looked back this time last year on the blog and we were packing up and moving into this house. Can hardly believe it's been a year..so much has happened..just really now getting settled..FINALLY getting some things done..picked out paint, had a couple of built ins done in Hannah's room. Can't wait til it's all done! I think I purposely waited so I'd have something to occupy my time while Drew is gone..By the way, we're 1/4 way through deployment. In some ways, it's going quickly..but then there's those nights when I think...is it really just August? Next May is forever! I mean really..we've got birthdays, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Valentines, not to mention just the regular ole run of the mill days...(sigh) But enough about that.</div><div align="center">Hannah is excited about her new school..we took advantage of the tax free days and got school clothes for the first time. She's most excited about getting to wear "regular" clothes to school this year. I must admit, it was a little fun picking out some outfits. She has it all planned out what she's wearing the first day. It made me remember how I use to do the same exact thing. She's so brave..I would be a nervous wreck walking into a brand new school in the 5th grade. Guess it's better than 6th or anything above that...That would really be brutal.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The boys are juniors and excited about that. They both are in football and Matthew is first string. Scares me really. I hate to see them with guys piled on top of them. Drew tells him, "Make sure they know who you are when you get up off the ground.." Whatever that means... Andrew is in Wave Connection at Tupelo High and loves it...that's the awesome show choir..one of the best in the nation..gets made fun of tremendously by his brother, but that just fuels the fire. They will be fun to watch this year. So glad Drew will be back for their senior year.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I would say I can't wait to get started on painting the house, but it's not one of my favorite things to do. Colors are whole wheat, rye grass and mandarin. What'cha think? </div><div align="center"> </div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-1007257813963588022009-07-10T16:51:00.003-05:002009-07-10T17:08:52.934-05:00our current situation<div align="center">So this has been the situation for what seems like quite sometime now..We are being held prisoner in our own house by sparrows that have decided to build a condo right outside the front door. One day it wasn't there and the next day..boom, there it was..this mud and straw nest with eggs in it. I know this because Andrew got on a ladder to see if anything was in it a few weeks ago. When we go out the front door, which is quite often and daily, these parents will take your head off. Not just as you come out the door, but they will follow you halfway down the street letting you know how much they dislike you invading their space. Not only is it the parents, but 2 or 3 more...aunts and uncles I presume..but they are NOT happy with us. When we got back from NOLA, it happened..the babies had arrived and the family was out to get us with a vengeance. I probably really should explain to my neighbors why I am waving a broom around every time I come out the front door. Today, a baby had fallen out of the nest and was lying directly by the door. From my dads instruction, I gloved up and got a ladder (while Hannah stood in the driveway and waved the trusty broom) and very gently dumped the baby back over into the nest. I keep checking on it..through the blinds of course..and lo and behold if it is not up sitting on the edge of the nest like it could tumble out again any second...Hate to break it to the birdie..it may just be on it's own this next time it falls...Then again, maybe it's "falling" on purpose. I have fallen many times and God always continues to gently pick me back up and put me in the nest. Isn't that what a parent is supposed to do?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3k9YJ4gAfyE1-cWDT0Hdo3WASnhjvXKlPh4evqMEhbkep0A_jyaCmll7IE6JCLsPQ0hpRIRJSsdsf_BnkOwIKnvU4mOjkJHxRcJocmiKflPaTnLvIRBWMvcZavkJKSgKyXehheSwK7Q/s1600-h/DSCN0850.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356953010686217042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3k9YJ4gAfyE1-cWDT0Hdo3WASnhjvXKlPh4evqMEhbkep0A_jyaCmll7IE6JCLsPQ0hpRIRJSsdsf_BnkOwIKnvU4mOjkJHxRcJocmiKflPaTnLvIRBWMvcZavkJKSgKyXehheSwK7Q/s320/DSCN0850.jpg" border="0" /></a>Here's the maniac sparrows...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQtoLTQ8XPH3ieausxAIMbNSTzzy2jP_E3E9oDhwJCCMznUML1aRibwqALPThk95OpGZeQnUAoEhvw_5pCDKSAOSnNpXjFGO2QkMiNp-dJMcLiRXbMfSHfqSUOKCOQTVB79ujWosOvg/s1600-h/DSCN0849.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356953001061453394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQtoLTQ8XPH3ieausxAIMbNSTzzy2jP_E3E9oDhwJCCMznUML1aRibwqALPThk95OpGZeQnUAoEhvw_5pCDKSAOSnNpXjFGO2QkMiNp-dJMcLiRXbMfSHfqSUOKCOQTVB79ujWosOvg/s320/DSCN0849.jpg" border="0" /></a> And all had fun at Camp Wesley Pines this week!! So glad to have my baby home!!<br />Thanks for praying for us and for Drew. He made it safely out of Kuwait this week and into Iraq. Continue to keep him in your prayers. It's hot and it's dusty, not to mention 115 degrees (not counting the heat index) Psalm 91 will come into play now!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4jxG5vvylGskEt5dWCWENeKb51VQWc2voPcwTZ7-xZcIRq6x8HS9Z8y6uMFo2FwKIB_3Wlldt7uLPWwhuA69ezNPviI0KdQ60WE46UDjkS7vxlmLGk-xjdIQI3oaI3i8GzaStRU8ynQ/s1600-h/DSCN0815.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356952997331798386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4jxG5vvylGskEt5dWCWENeKb51VQWc2voPcwTZ7-xZcIRq6x8HS9Z8y6uMFo2FwKIB_3Wlldt7uLPWwhuA69ezNPviI0KdQ60WE46UDjkS7vxlmLGk-xjdIQI3oaI3i8GzaStRU8ynQ/s320/DSCN0815.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-23686845892992855212009-07-05T21:35:00.002-05:002009-07-05T21:53:23.898-05:00are we there yet?<div align="center">...that questions was asked many times over the past 4 days. I even caught me asking myself the same question too. Hannah and I took the train to New Orleans for my 40th birthday...there I said it..40th birthday. I miss Drew more than I can explain. He always makes my birthday so special...makes me feel like a little girl again..waiting on a cake or a special surprise.</div><div align="center">We watched the most awesome fireworks show from the riverwalk....the Dueling Barges fireworks extravaganza!! There were several bands that we listened to...did ALOT of people watching..one of my favorite pastimes..</div><div align="center">I lost count of how many beignets we ate and how much we laughed at each other while we ate them. We just about had to change clothes each time we ate them from all of the powdered sugar. Too bad I don't have any pictures of that..</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY80IHXWzWmcZ15e70zqmOYwsrRERypISDvU8ldZXb9eDgWUSt0Cp_QEPAwy7zBQ9rTYQ7Zd-AtowEr3XhQgHXwGLOljWxXt0TFEEjcGa0NJXQHEGDMsZQdjWYDPqK8yi1imrkqB08dQ/s1600-h/110.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355170570454356114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY80IHXWzWmcZ15e70zqmOYwsrRERypISDvU8ldZXb9eDgWUSt0Cp_QEPAwy7zBQ9rTYQ7Zd-AtowEr3XhQgHXwGLOljWxXt0TFEEjcGa0NJXQHEGDMsZQdjWYDPqK8yi1imrkqB08dQ/s320/110.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHBtgH8eumaeml1kQbjW1Js3qix-iDqMYuF-G0iY544eeJGu5q55jtLjr13nRPkUZmgfbxlCNxPtMGkuuiNlHACEA9a8vGZj_ygjhlQsgkz75qdqhrHgkA_HEvK4NISmhR8qF-5qnDqQ/s1600-h/108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355170564119548242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHBtgH8eumaeml1kQbjW1Js3qix-iDqMYuF-G0iY544eeJGu5q55jtLjr13nRPkUZmgfbxlCNxPtMGkuuiNlHACEA9a8vGZj_ygjhlQsgkz75qdqhrHgkA_HEvK4NISmhR8qF-5qnDqQ/s320/108.jpg" border="0" /></a> one of MANY self portraits we took of ourselves over the weekend. We found that they are really the best ones!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLS-SX5qjSHL4cg4lO3Ks80p8_sWWrKCgoKidhe7oJbPxOjC6Uv0kJEgT90yCQ6fgY9epuKCC1ZpA-4_VgCV3ymzaxlsM1mxkURqZI73hbMQVCHEE-SCZt6fYkFCvJsjzGJXR0fLbpkg/s1600-h/28th+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355170559103290194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLS-SX5qjSHL4cg4lO3Ks80p8_sWWrKCgoKidhe7oJbPxOjC6Uv0kJEgT90yCQ6fgY9epuKCC1ZpA-4_VgCV3ymzaxlsM1mxkURqZI73hbMQVCHEE-SCZt6fYkFCvJsjzGJXR0fLbpkg/s320/28th+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjef-c6XzLgbgOLWwNqhV5ROYs8M9JOgKl9TghVo5OOsAyAMxKrJ66dkpnfaT7XMLOZ0_2tB1C5tysf0MKUWAnsNWPEzqPeXDAqXLz2do8OFrup39LliKQj3XYBleqavEr2_ZCEH3pQVA/s1600-h/28th+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355170550668075922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjef-c6XzLgbgOLWwNqhV5ROYs8M9JOgKl9TghVo5OOsAyAMxKrJ66dkpnfaT7XMLOZ0_2tB1C5tysf0MKUWAnsNWPEzqPeXDAqXLz2do8OFrup39LliKQj3XYBleqavEr2_ZCEH3pQVA/s320/28th+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Had to eat at Bubba Gump Shrimp..It was probably the best place we ate at I think! Not to mention it happens to be our favorite movie of all times. Hannah even asked me while we were eating there..."Mama, is Forrest Gump a true story??" Seems like it could be huh?<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-58969356544608153092009-06-23T17:49:00.003-05:002009-06-23T18:05:00.542-05:00sure fire signs of summer...<div align="left">If nobody has told you, summer is here. I know you are miserable like me when you get in your car and have to drive for a few minutes with just the tips of your fingers cause the steering wheel is so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">stinkin</span> hot. </div><div align="left">Our tomatoes are doing very well!! Just wish some would hurry and turn red...there's tons of them just waiting for me to eat them! </div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350659438455192754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpBmxs1JVaD5o37XIOnXU_z2bMKseCLHRqg5ub1gCgM8JUVkjWszG8r7hXuDMX4zFJJ2Gw7akWMXGco_vVFRoNsygOPXpuuafSIc0lNVGvJhQ4RQ_etw1MHBiEu-wk6XQHeHoSQR1Qg/s320/tom.jpg" border="0" /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncJ5vX7Dpk6iTbs3EydIh57UPKYI-r84K02J46tIvBToynR2AVRHFGc7TwJqK7nVoSoEhUQ51f8vnkUxfNcq1gENXMYKzE9gmyu7MOXxO1iEjLyEBjBr_KfrVwaxDDIBAXu4vca72tA/s1600-h/sand.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350659444077077170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncJ5vX7Dpk6iTbs3EydIh57UPKYI-r84K02J46tIvBToynR2AVRHFGc7TwJqK7nVoSoEhUQ51f8vnkUxfNcq1gENXMYKzE9gmyu7MOXxO1iEjLyEBjBr_KfrVwaxDDIBAXu4vca72tA/s320/sand.jpg" border="0" /></a> This needs no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">explanation</span>. Can't you just smell this bacon cooking? My absolute most favorite thing to eat in the summer. You just can't make a bad one. Almost feel guilty eating them without Drew. He <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">loves'em</span> as much as me. Sure do miss that guy! <div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD38S43Y8pBrUjG-2E49yWX_1DKIrxdUDesUkFunZOVe68cWPPIVmLozeLpPKeldpt5pP9abQTLYbebrP5Zk93vOQky6mMvM9zpsGm_tL2PLCi99DW3BFIkagMjgoTSz0Q1CjWyVxxeQ/s1600-h/pol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350659436909176866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD38S43Y8pBrUjG-2E49yWX_1DKIrxdUDesUkFunZOVe68cWPPIVmLozeLpPKeldpt5pP9abQTLYbebrP5Zk93vOQky6mMvM9zpsGm_tL2PLCi99DW3BFIkagMjgoTSz0Q1CjWyVxxeQ/s320/pol.jpg" border="0" /></a> Another sure fire sign is the dragging out of the neon polish! We have a different color each week on our toes. Not sure when or why we started this, but we aren't the only ones...something fun to do in the summer for girls!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhihGhrWWPV2948B-VCvIDOEqv8OLL_D1f7X_bluQEEtOJLZV0oJnQfNCrX89rQCyaAjsoxdpNd-MB4mAKtkXyelOW1N2IQHoZ5DR1CZoQXWRPhOCLpPS6Z3wilZaCNyrQMjYr_mHLeDQ/s1600-h/pop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350659432216072178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhihGhrWWPV2948B-VCvIDOEqv8OLL_D1f7X_bluQEEtOJLZV0oJnQfNCrX89rQCyaAjsoxdpNd-MB4mAKtkXyelOW1N2IQHoZ5DR1CZoQXWRPhOCLpPS6Z3wilZaCNyrQMjYr_mHLeDQ/s320/pop.jpg" border="0" /></a>I think I should probably OWN Pop-Ice by now...or at least stock. I say every summer I should stockpile them cause they only <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sell'em</span> in the summer and we <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">love'em</span> so much!!! VERY cheap and taste great on a 100 degree day. Oh yeah..dogs <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">like'em</span> too.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaXq0Ad6ur5X6A579lgiRNQQA-K6Gd4a8pv6p-rZm9KQQXq9zJJcESZwbb2bsmjRiBfl0TCHlfmroLWL5WPF7HwjIu53rxqeroi8T5g0m6RFYY-mK6Axuy5fBsqWH-CWmRVVGLczCpag/s1600-h/pool.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350659429843065890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaXq0Ad6ur5X6A579lgiRNQQA-K6Gd4a8pv6p-rZm9KQQXq9zJJcESZwbb2bsmjRiBfl0TCHlfmroLWL5WPF7HwjIu53rxqeroi8T5g0m6RFYY-mK6Axuy5fBsqWH-CWmRVVGLczCpag/s320/pool.jpg" border="0" /></a> Last but not least...the pool with friends. Of course, now you have to go to the bottom of the deep end to feel the coolness of the water. Oh what am I whining about...my husband is in the desert. He would probably welcome some lukewarm water right about now to swim in.</div><div>Another one of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">favs</span> is all the fireflies out right at dusk. Wish I could capture on camera all of them behind our house. Looks like white twinkle lights...just beautiful.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-52598692110701306632009-06-15T19:10:00.003-05:002009-06-15T19:39:08.358-05:00Whirlwinds are good..<div align="center">That's what last week was....but it was very, very good. We went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hattiesburg</span> last Sunday to see Drew. He was able to come off base and stay with us Monday night. Tuesday morning was the Farewell Ceremonies of the 155<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> at Camp Shelby...yes it was 100 degrees I'm sure of it, but it's the least we could do for all those guys that are about to be in another country, where it's 10 times hotter than it is here..not to mention the 50+ pounds of gear they are wearing. I try to remember that when I get in my hot car each day.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZub_q2ALQ8C9vW_LRUrTviTjfOIJvzfaYkAVWXtiSJNDB4BpXz8MF5RbIjqL799lY4O4txMxIqT2DzphXijGtGuw0w-nwSOuGUmpXNzc1AF1wVWAdMqPRMMC2NluQZWPqYUHAaCmt8Q/s1600-h/ble.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714977147592130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZub_q2ALQ8C9vW_LRUrTviTjfOIJvzfaYkAVWXtiSJNDB4BpXz8MF5RbIjqL799lY4O4txMxIqT2DzphXijGtGuw0w-nwSOuGUmpXNzc1AF1wVWAdMqPRMMC2NluQZWPqYUHAaCmt8Q/s320/ble.jpg" border="0" /></a> Don't these guys look like their Dad!!??!?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWIiKbqbYm8AMR_9au_MpbJfGb3q7m1faVA6tEMtP6Dzl_gs6WI1RC4bjMF_z7ePA9lzhaYf8H9EIyoWpPy0xnTiDXfL2NDhGNxaS1kI2b-URs0J_Y7fG6z7bvOTCycltVuwW5PyJ0HA/s1600-h/4574_87806468862_560938862_1911695_6949122_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714974023201138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWIiKbqbYm8AMR_9au_MpbJfGb3q7m1faVA6tEMtP6Dzl_gs6WI1RC4bjMF_z7ePA9lzhaYf8H9EIyoWpPy0xnTiDXfL2NDhGNxaS1kI2b-URs0J_Y7fG6z7bvOTCycltVuwW5PyJ0HA/s320/4574_87806468862_560938862_1911695_6949122_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCy8RLokpO-k4KsUInDs9dHQS3Tbu2fMMgwZI_aPD-j4e4Vm-mwaQEjdm3mGxIyEV3k7-aBq1dbXsSp6SDIi9-gOT6Gm9J8fJsmG3WCZ2ysTjAL0cS34VjdCtB60jhxU9CqPHpzSOIFQ/s1600-h/4574_87806463862_560938862_1911694_6360774_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714969100921442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCy8RLokpO-k4KsUInDs9dHQS3Tbu2fMMgwZI_aPD-j4e4Vm-mwaQEjdm3mGxIyEV3k7-aBq1dbXsSp6SDIi9-gOT6Gm9J8fJsmG3WCZ2ysTjAL0cS34VjdCtB60jhxU9CqPHpzSOIFQ/s320/4574_87806463862_560938862_1911694_6360774_n.jpg" border="0" /></a>This was only a small portion of the group!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPEjsCAB39RcqigwNm5bLubKedRrL7dNq9EAiESRBiIJShlH27zhNHeaNnGj-kCmQOgo08XeE-yD1Mzr3rJhZ45utgjiLTsmOfWBP4F3sUCwRytFSAuiYRafAcy1FwNo0qormtvYZ1WA/s1600-h/28th+105.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714967729411154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPEjsCAB39RcqigwNm5bLubKedRrL7dNq9EAiESRBiIJShlH27zhNHeaNnGj-kCmQOgo08XeE-yD1Mzr3rJhZ45utgjiLTsmOfWBP4F3sUCwRytFSAuiYRafAcy1FwNo0qormtvYZ1WA/s320/28th+105.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here is Drew giving Matthew a nice military shave last week. It's a 2...whatever that means...<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmwum4qyje75qtysrT2QfwE1fF3SGgiXKtuoke3xNGNEGKPTrIxWSQXYmy3D2CuRFeDESgYKjaJzxpZzZeJ92m4L4Chx5WCT6q0rSIVMJsbSzioPn6ZKzi_jJq-JlnbqOSGn-q7ElKJA/s1600-h/28th+108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714205233547922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmwum4qyje75qtysrT2QfwE1fF3SGgiXKtuoke3xNGNEGKPTrIxWSQXYmy3D2CuRFeDESgYKjaJzxpZzZeJ92m4L4Chx5WCT6q0rSIVMJsbSzioPn6ZKzi_jJq-JlnbqOSGn-q7ElKJA/s320/28th+108.jpg" border="0" /></a> Wednesday night, Drew and I got to have a night out to dinner alone while good friends took all the kids to eat. When we got back, I returned to a surprise for my 40<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> birthday!!! (actually on July 5) They wanted to throw a party while Drew was still here. I was completely <div>surprised!! They pulled it off very well!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSYge7XLtBOjBx3OBm7liX6jwtgPeS8SZRzI_fONiA8c9Vl7Pw7ruuymmugzHoOqy5jWCQ_pesSx1HDpZudj2nCB14WH5OkvtjEY-9tGU5-Y8sxyMjFB5KQzjztTpEy0j_0F3_oW2xbg/s1600-h/25.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714203063444114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSYge7XLtBOjBx3OBm7liX6jwtgPeS8SZRzI_fONiA8c9Vl7Pw7ruuymmugzHoOqy5jWCQ_pesSx1HDpZudj2nCB14WH5OkvtjEY-9tGU5-Y8sxyMjFB5KQzjztTpEy0j_0F3_oW2xbg/s320/25.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4CK8hehPq0W2mc1PKKdpZyyueNQ8YEoUyrWcE5JSUdyGsXW1A-YbaGvZo_MEQXqEnt6gIgO0lYoJ97MbPocoLC1uXHB-UVaCdwD7sJdrer9LBE1t4xk-XW7Pmd9gSjm1DRRTxb_FHQ/s1600-h/28th+121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714191521856178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4CK8hehPq0W2mc1PKKdpZyyueNQ8YEoUyrWcE5JSUdyGsXW1A-YbaGvZo_MEQXqEnt6gIgO0lYoJ97MbPocoLC1uXHB-UVaCdwD7sJdrer9LBE1t4xk-XW7Pmd9gSjm1DRRTxb_FHQ/s320/28th+121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqqgcfrJnsk2NzkgDeaGdWOyJfGjbKrn0iCCwb9TCVx8fOX-2t6r6o7vQDg2NCeyLF9ML3INbiDuYTfKACoB3v1sFiAZSg-Ly4q9CBrvFX87MXTxmoyoq-LTeziIgK2EopkswDJ6TIcw/s1600-h/28th+113.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714186345921506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqqgcfrJnsk2NzkgDeaGdWOyJfGjbKrn0iCCwb9TCVx8fOX-2t6r6o7vQDg2NCeyLF9ML3INbiDuYTfKACoB3v1sFiAZSg-Ly4q9CBrvFX87MXTxmoyoq-LTeziIgK2EopkswDJ6TIcw/s320/28th+113.jpg" border="0" /></a> I know I asked for prayer that time would drag by..but I promise..it really did. We had a wonderful week...got up early, went to bed very late, ate till our hearts content, talked, played games..spent true quality time together. We have great family support and we love all of you!!</div><div>Now, get busy with PSALM 91!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-11611012567406799532009-06-03T17:42:00.007-05:002009-06-03T18:00:31.424-05:00tick, tock, tick, tock....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzgoeMeFKRmDsGPN-zHpLF6xgRzx6KnTKN6crBxa79SW9g9wTwb-kDprd1bLxKSejm_BhpbSJio6N0q9P5zvWzd3rmdoRsv9J6VDeTs3TVXZNUNGt_5LU4cgMZdmdMAZmPEy-Q5Fbhfg/s1600-h/dino.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343236448072138770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzgoeMeFKRmDsGPN-zHpLF6xgRzx6KnTKN6crBxa79SW9g9wTwb-kDprd1bLxKSejm_BhpbSJio6N0q9P5zvWzd3rmdoRsv9J6VDeTs3TVXZNUNGt_5LU4cgMZdmdMAZmPEy-Q5Fbhfg/s320/dino.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBjfwMygwBPk77fmIIR3bRQn4ZxRai_lELDd0miI6DeqpgWNCOXulJdPLKqxZ1qvPFtlt_XIp-UZlBGc7lW9nM9rR5qhyphenhyphenYn97HFjnG9xPK46PY1sZ2a_Ey134vEpbTzXt79rMzGhdbQg/s1600-h/28th+102.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343236447972979490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBjfwMygwBPk77fmIIR3bRQn4ZxRai_lELDd0miI6DeqpgWNCOXulJdPLKqxZ1qvPFtlt_XIp-UZlBGc7lW9nM9rR5qhyphenhyphenYn97HFjnG9xPK46PY1sZ2a_Ey134vEpbTzXt79rMzGhdbQg/s320/28th+102.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgokHXaTogysjvWNZeQteEj1iTHV04k7sP8v46jH6uelnmj3fOIZJq4ihtZmPr4iBWKBJJBMwtKzJkHhMXLHuStywDIJXyELE9QMkkRCyV6L2VghNkQH3wKF2YX5VF8jEuKKbXehaTtiQ/s1600-h/makayla.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343236443580675890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgokHXaTogysjvWNZeQteEj1iTHV04k7sP8v46jH6uelnmj3fOIZJq4ihtZmPr4iBWKBJJBMwtKzJkHhMXLHuStywDIJXyELE9QMkkRCyV6L2VghNkQH3wKF2YX5VF8jEuKKbXehaTtiQ/s320/makayla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Do you ever feel like you're on the game show Jeopardy? Well...minus the winning money...that's what we've been doing lately. Waiting around to see and spend time with Drew just one more time before he leaves for Iraq..</div><br /><br /><br /><div>The swimsuits I bought I've been spending ALOT of time in...a little too much probably...doing lots and lots of girlie things, seeing friends we don't see alot of, boating, science museum, Mermaids (restaurant at Caroline) Picked 4 gallons of blueberries last weekend... See <a href="http://clarkblessings.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2008-07-18T15%3A42%3A00-05%3A00&max-results=50"><span style="color:#ff0000;">last May 31 post</span> </a>on that. Once I get ready to deal with them again, I'll make jelly. I've already made 2 blueberry cream cheese pound cakes. That about wraps it up since the last post. This weekend I will do one last clean sweep of the house to get ready for Drew to be home next week. I know this is a weird prayer request (if that's possible) but please pray that next week will just drag by..each day will seem twice as long. Oh yeah...don't forget Psalm 91.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-2059693606555700002009-05-20T21:27:00.002-05:002009-05-20T21:47:13.852-05:00do I look fat in this??If you happen to be of the male persuasion, stop reading right HERE. This post will not interest you in the least...unless of course you have trouble shopping for swimsuits.<br /> Every woman of every shape and size will be able to relate to this one. Shopping for swimsuits rates about at the top of the list for "worst things in the world you can do for your self-esteem." Rule #101 of shopping for swimsuits should include..Do not ask your 10 year old daughter what she thinks. That's all I've got to say 'bout that. As I'm sure you know already, there are rules for buying a swimsuit...depending on what shape body you have right? Or so they say...the infamous THEY. I would like to meet them one day. Since I'm not quite the size I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">PRE</span>-Hannah and especially early 20's...I had always felt a little more comfortable in the suits that have that very attractive, as I like to call them, "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mamaw</span> skirts" on them. They seemed to do the trick at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">camouflaging</span> the ham hocks. I have seemed to notice lately at the pool that there are several women that are quite larger than I that seem to get away without the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mamaw</span> skirt. Could I possibly do this? I did check with Hannah on this situation to get her opinion and she said what all girls her age say.."<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Duuuh</span>..." The next day I drove myself right down to Academy Sports and got 2 new suits...no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">mamaw</span> skirt involved...one even ties on the sides. Of course, I know that just because I'm minus the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">mamaw</span> skirt, it doesn't by any means make me all that and a bag of chips like I was in my e<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">arly</span> 20's....but hey, I look like every other average woman at the pool. Just don't ask your kids or your husband if you look fat in something...they won't give you a straight answer. Probably better they don't. Better yet ask them, "Hey, do I look PHAT in this???" If you do not get this...ask a teenager.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-71367729715363476672009-05-14T17:04:00.005-05:002009-05-14T17:27:12.511-05:00things that make me happyIt is HOT today, but I got down and dirty planting things. It makes me happy. If anyone knows my parents, I got that honest. They love plants and flowers.<br /><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Caladiums</span> are one of my favorite. I planted these bulbs not too very long ago and they are already springing up. I chose the pink and green this year..</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9by6g1CsCLTpx4CjQbk3o_SGyDGHZ1DK0HEeB_UUCMokM2DIpJeSWnoKiK6Aj7BYQgwalBLos1udpvym5nn2nCoABy4Izfz9TJFS6xzY2x693Ll4yluSLTAOrAvKxawhRBkOSKyOYog/s1600-h/28th+082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335806055335609938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9by6g1CsCLTpx4CjQbk3o_SGyDGHZ1DK0HEeB_UUCMokM2DIpJeSWnoKiK6Aj7BYQgwalBLos1udpvym5nn2nCoABy4Izfz9TJFS6xzY2x693Ll4yluSLTAOrAvKxawhRBkOSKyOYog/s320/28th+082.jpg" border="0" /></a>I bought this tiny little sprig of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">asparagus</span> fern about 3 years ago and it's turned into a monster. It's so happy in this pot so I gave it a little colorful company!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3AmxxCjlDuOgOY1n8SmO613HQTfLXg_kI3YT0wL0w7w5VIT5tGovakncjE9yLjmAYm7Wr1d8VLTuoLUQ1Ca3vPOH-uUefwUbTcxBuRjKdDb14pw6wdrFyyrOp6_Flfubw9VLuQ5t9Hg/s1600-h/28th+088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335805739467970466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3AmxxCjlDuOgOY1n8SmO613HQTfLXg_kI3YT0wL0w7w5VIT5tGovakncjE9yLjmAYm7Wr1d8VLTuoLUQ1Ca3vPOH-uUefwUbTcxBuRjKdDb14pw6wdrFyyrOp6_Flfubw9VLuQ5t9Hg/s320/28th+088.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I wish I had a video of me planting this planter of begonias.. I got down on my knees and started pulling old pansies from the winter out..only to find that it was absolutely full of fire ants!! I quickly did the fire ants dance and checked my arms and legs to make sure none had gotten on me..didn't see any...moved on to the next planter to do the same thing and let the mad fire ants die down. Soon after digging into the next planter, my right armpit started to feel like fire may be shooting from it. I did the dance again and found 2 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">fire ants</span> under my pit. I know...total <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">over share</span>, but thought it was worth sharing. It was quite comical!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Oc76fRAVVr27bNTnKrbk93q95vvVvjGxY8Mb7HCUCW105qZSeoby0rTfhd93qKaQ757WI4Knjb2i9_p4mvuiQMT0styjf3boebmdMFx_NCH3acB66lEWA_gX0mDEiSGdhBD5QbxTCA/s1600-h/28th+083.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335805738135517826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Oc76fRAVVr27bNTnKrbk93q95vvVvjGxY8Mb7HCUCW105qZSeoby0rTfhd93qKaQ757WI4Knjb2i9_p4mvuiQMT0styjf3boebmdMFx_NCH3acB66lEWA_gX0mDEiSGdhBD5QbxTCA/s320/28th+083.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I recently planted 2 hibiscus on each side of the front door and they look great! LOVE the peach colored ones!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2lOQekcD_JcN2JuIXpkOSTBREl5GQzAkPmTcZoCsVxhe89QjFnm60D4v2MNX9Gprrr2bLMMvkJm3-X6UmpL_7kIJyI7H1bnvLzDPaSBVPT2Zpm2jz9SMded4SjuG9z_sE3wphgG7qw/s1600-h/28th+087.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335805118718764402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2lOQekcD_JcN2JuIXpkOSTBREl5GQzAkPmTcZoCsVxhe89QjFnm60D4v2MNX9Gprrr2bLMMvkJm3-X6UmpL_7kIJyI7H1bnvLzDPaSBVPT2Zpm2jz9SMded4SjuG9z_sE3wphgG7qw/s320/28th+087.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Planted several orange <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">marigolds</span> out front...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t43ZEYZMNchmUCr8FVpGUscXrysKwNx2E7pvq8thXPXGNzkqEnmbqtRxDk2jTNtMIUWHFLFJ7dTY1U3RISk9unFaITHuMsu9xOqoswn-5kB_u04wR1DgQ-JEKhly4Zo44qBQPJwQ-g/s1600-h/28th+085.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335805114331896338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t43ZEYZMNchmUCr8FVpGUscXrysKwNx2E7pvq8thXPXGNzkqEnmbqtRxDk2jTNtMIUWHFLFJ7dTY1U3RISk9unFaITHuMsu9xOqoswn-5kB_u04wR1DgQ-JEKhly4Zo44qBQPJwQ-g/s320/28th+085.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This is my little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">croton</span> baby...it's died several times and always seems to come back to life.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23AWsgOlllvfdk-iQBnZ1IdNPvF37n_7oqcs_MczwJjrnBe4LdCpaujh-6FBvGU90IFRqtTU5ZaHIY74MjDj74riufx3AtwC-RB7coAlmc2_BiJ34xZuKMGwhC1Hn-a9TwAK3gjBvLg/s1600-h/28th+081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335805110060335842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23AWsgOlllvfdk-iQBnZ1IdNPvF37n_7oqcs_MczwJjrnBe4LdCpaujh-6FBvGU90IFRqtTU5ZaHIY74MjDj74riufx3AtwC-RB7coAlmc2_BiJ34xZuKMGwhC1Hn-a9TwAK3gjBvLg/s320/28th+081.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />some extra begonias I had left for the outside table..<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb3AI03GWT79yIA2w22tLUkgX3sabgUjbuptuFgFkAnhf-ntD02n-xoMZ0oPtjsNjJ2UKVqhtSUkov3epcrzg1Sr4lIqVFZWqxeCYJZMizLa8kFgZhyMT68PN1AhiT88flmSm8XSNjsQ/s1600-h/28th+080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335805108992638162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb3AI03GWT79yIA2w22tLUkgX3sabgUjbuptuFgFkAnhf-ntD02n-xoMZ0oPtjsNjJ2UKVqhtSUkov3epcrzg1Sr4lIqVFZWqxeCYJZMizLa8kFgZhyMT68PN1AhiT88flmSm8XSNjsQ/s320/28th+080.jpg" border="0" /></a>and last but not least...the tomato plants Drew planted right before he left. We LOVE fresh tomatoes in the summer..but who doesn't?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN-gLnrBiAnu1fdXXjsRY3uzpA7otaZ2iLIEySJnpQGBCOFvL0gXKQGmzAFGmUUnfB6fQ63uBmWxe7qOKx6G-XWP3_8vxOZKfjBZQC06WkLCZx0gg51aOpr7H2pqoiXHk6AAf4H2fiVA/s1600-h/28th+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335805103730599650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN-gLnrBiAnu1fdXXjsRY3uzpA7otaZ2iLIEySJnpQGBCOFvL0gXKQGmzAFGmUUnfB6fQ63uBmWxe7qOKx6G-XWP3_8vxOZKfjBZQC06WkLCZx0gg51aOpr7H2pqoiXHk6AAf4H2fiVA/s320/28th+084.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-31186524442244730642009-05-10T16:43:00.003-05:002009-05-10T17:04:35.486-05:00great inventors, date night and crawfish...<div align="center">What do these 3 things have in common? 3 of the things we've done since Friday.. Friday at CCS was Great Inventors Day. Each student drew names for which great inventor they would report on. Meet the fourth grade great inventors of CCS: Aren't they so stinkin' cute??</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZiqKgN1Wl5dQLqgTfDiNK9Qvkf28ON_javwhalpiT-eKDN4V67RMFGDn_6ys_wZxKEuNgwDczsIN51PZlHYkpGUC1DNRU2YK3MJOOa3HsFkbNudDYfLQJDWuFCiRGwDSviJHseS3Hw/s1600-h/DSCN0487.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334315245565144050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZiqKgN1Wl5dQLqgTfDiNK9Qvkf28ON_javwhalpiT-eKDN4V67RMFGDn_6ys_wZxKEuNgwDczsIN51PZlHYkpGUC1DNRU2YK3MJOOa3HsFkbNudDYfLQJDWuFCiRGwDSviJHseS3Hw/s320/DSCN0487.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ladies and gentlemen, this is Ann Moore. Ann Moore was a Peace Corps nurse in Togo, West Africa in the 1960's. She found it very interesting how the African women carried their babies in slings..more interesting at how calm the babies seemed being snuggled to their mother. When she returned home and had her own baby, she tried tying the baby to her but it kept slipping. She and her mother came up with a contraption modeled after a back pack to hold a baby..facing forward or backward. The Snugli was patented in 1969.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2lUpwrqiZkmTrOUFQwduIX3TqiCb9XU1waQB0gE0jtbs7X2ONJzIWHeI187OAhWCEpJ2WLuwTX6ZP39ARdCI46fnWqe8JEOCRNfYldW7DCztQdkWcBzK5-YRQKdYDFIpyof2uzOocA/s1600-h/DSCN0486.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334315244087996098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2lUpwrqiZkmTrOUFQwduIX3TqiCb9XU1waQB0gE0jtbs7X2ONJzIWHeI187OAhWCEpJ2WLuwTX6ZP39ARdCI46fnWqe8JEOCRNfYldW7DCztQdkWcBzK5-YRQKdYDFIpyof2uzOocA/s320/DSCN0486.jpg" border="0" /></a> Our church hosted a great mother/daughter date night on Friday night...we ate, played games and did Fat Cat pottery. Lots of fun!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8BYmwrEiagB_0qxN8zeDpWtDKgSw4tJ8uBUJTnMzQonSJZWrdahDa1GWMtwTXqNgAK3A1kJHsn6qXM9tuyzV5BQOZejyptjUFXSILXSqXDYoTviou0R5P7kjzGN-pgEOAFh5XZBJd6g/s1600-h/28th+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334315237708698178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8BYmwrEiagB_0qxN8zeDpWtDKgSw4tJ8uBUJTnMzQonSJZWrdahDa1GWMtwTXqNgAK3A1kJHsn6qXM9tuyzV5BQOZejyptjUFXSILXSqXDYoTviou0R5P7kjzGN-pgEOAFh5XZBJd6g/s320/28th+079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Saturday was Lake Caroline's annual crawfish boil. We stayed between the pool and our neighbors boat all day. There were jumpy things for the kids, live music and 2000 pounds of crawfish...which we put away alot of.. It was a fun day for everyone!! Oh yeah...ended the day with making some home made ice cream..my absolute favorite!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsyazwZb5H1djpeqycTmQFLyVFZoVr5ZexQKiLOPSUbmPhX_oTAQTzrK2TV96P_BCIFQgHu9RPoZLJTm2eqEDhZdytHS4YhvEChx4yP76deL2NvhWzLGyY7DB0CYrZFPr-GaOVYIBz1g/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334315234012326002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsyazwZb5H1djpeqycTmQFLyVFZoVr5ZexQKiLOPSUbmPhX_oTAQTzrK2TV96P_BCIFQgHu9RPoZLJTm2eqEDhZdytHS4YhvEChx4yP76deL2NvhWzLGyY7DB0CYrZFPr-GaOVYIBz1g/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /></a> I just realized that I didn't get any pictures of Hannah and I on Mother's Day...we did have a good day though..bittersweet... Drew always makes breakfast for me on Mother's Day. He did call me this afternoon so that was the best present ever..next to my iPhone of course!! Hope everyone had a great weekend!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089483047887163245.post-75322194031107565082009-05-05T20:55:00.004-05:002009-05-06T06:21:57.677-05:00Randomness..is that a word?? Anyway, that is what everyday has been since Friday..in fact, if you've ever seen the movie with Bill Murray, Groundhog Day...that's me. Friday, all the soldiers left their homes and families and now everyone is just scrambling around trying to find their way. I honestly don't know what people do that don't have the Lord...as hard as it is WITH Him..I can't imagine it going through the year WITHOUT Him.<br />Hannah has been very sweet..she baked these cookies today for me...from "scratch" I might add and snipped some flowers....(Hope our neighbor won't be mad her lillies are now gone.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTk0J9MLMR_I9q7vl-Tfd8QonSHhbh1H3DbyWDD0O_ki128vxLlg4Eo55xAwsFcVu7aOURMkePBuYO42jGbJSaKSGc806foXhBXNZqkXDSbcF90Uvz9qXxZdcTYEBxwhOVh9YPgTzPJw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332524579662922226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTk0J9MLMR_I9q7vl-Tfd8QonSHhbh1H3DbyWDD0O_ki128vxLlg4Eo55xAwsFcVu7aOURMkePBuYO42jGbJSaKSGc806foXhBXNZqkXDSbcF90Uvz9qXxZdcTYEBxwhOVh9YPgTzPJw/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah and a couple of friends on the street were perfectly content sitting in the driveway for a couple of hours Monday painting their nails...I even joined them for a while.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjtzM3TFG0nTZ65Dx5ll9tZ0IqhpEZTKKg5DtUhFsRSfcqCghS86yNFW5ABr6Vc8yvQfvlH85Y-fAerbL6Th7ydLYQEeUN-QEUksDwub5no7LWvB22BcahBIX2eLWpfS2c5ZbmeUmZg/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332524580199129186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjtzM3TFG0nTZ65Dx5ll9tZ0IqhpEZTKKg5DtUhFsRSfcqCghS86yNFW5ABr6Vc8yvQfvlH85Y-fAerbL6Th7ydLYQEeUN-QEUksDwub5no7LWvB22BcahBIX2eLWpfS2c5ZbmeUmZg/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I mentioned a few posts ago that Drew's war buddy and his fiance came from Maryland...He sent us a couple of pics they got. We got a laugh out of it cause we look like dwarfs next to them! John is 6'7 and Brianne is 6"1...sweet sweet couple. They are both teachers so they helped Hannah tremendously with her homework!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS71NCVJFasTv0qcQWEuaOj2I1H-kKzQn0a-8b2ADScVz_JRP2CLg2szQBTDM8G6QuiR4KlatgGdMitbglLAaaUUzPklzITP2U342VGnvz-rwflxuZ-kfVkFrNC0idnw-i65oADtBokA/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332524576937849106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS71NCVJFasTv0qcQWEuaOj2I1H-kKzQn0a-8b2ADScVz_JRP2CLg2szQBTDM8G6QuiR4KlatgGdMitbglLAaaUUzPklzITP2U342VGnvz-rwflxuZ-kfVkFrNC0idnw-i65oADtBokA/s320/DSC00661.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfYd8j3sbgopVtJqFklcdIVLfNs6vREhARP1llwv76XnzNa6fuY_XmO4GOkk7Vey-VAJp7vEGb0llOVqghej7Tz74o1l0l1FWrv18QA4hPTMSUbBjplhyqr1vG8u_kQ4845JkWub2Jiw/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332524572575114754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfYd8j3sbgopVtJqFklcdIVLfNs6vREhARP1llwv76XnzNa6fuY_XmO4GOkk7Vey-VAJp7vEGb0llOVqghej7Tz74o1l0l1FWrv18QA4hPTMSUbBjplhyqr1vG8u_kQ4845JkWub2Jiw/s320/DSC00660.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />If I may ask a favor of everyone that reads this blog (all 3 of you)...a friend shared with me a couple of weeks ago that her husband has claimed a Bible verse for Drew and prays it constantly....so if you would, by Psalm 91 in your Bible, please write Drew's name and pray this scripture whenever you can. The first time I read it..I got chills...it was as though God created that verse for Drew. You'll never know how we covet the prayers of our friends and family!!<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12076996947983880521noreply@blogger.com3