<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912</id><updated>2011-10-24T11:20:47.568-04:00</updated><category term='ethics'/><category term='Roe v. 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margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PyUAytyxLPw/TqV_Qo2klVI/AAAAAAAACB0/fA1-aTLzUgc/s200/IMG_1062cr%2Bstan.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667075629936579922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday to my dear husband. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was thinking back over the years, I was reminded that the first clear memory I have of interacting with him was at a church  singles fellowship where we sang Happy Birthday to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked him his age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't believe he was THAT OLD (24) when he told me so carded him on the spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither of us had a clue about what the future held. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5532452141644368101?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5532452141644368101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5532452141644368101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5532452141644368101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5532452141644368101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2011/10/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday Wishes'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PyUAytyxLPw/TqV_Qo2klVI/AAAAAAAACB0/fA1-aTLzUgc/s72-c/IMG_1062cr%2Bstan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1651582580625695232</id><published>2011-09-26T11:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:12:16.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; ; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On Facebook my talented daughter-in-law posted LAST WEEK: "I am currently having a major sale on all my fine art prints!! This will only be going for two weeks so be sure to take advantage! All prints are now starting at $12 instead of $30!! Please take a look!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; ; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; ; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If you've been wanting to purchase a print of one of Maryn's beautiful paintings available on &lt;a href="http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/maryn-chilson.html?page=1"&gt;her site at Fine Art America&lt;/a&gt;, now is the time to act! OR if you just want to look, no purchase is required!  For more info on Maryn and of her pictures on exhibit, look at &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2008/05/maryn-is-headlining-again.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2008/05/color-her-sparkly-blue.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; ; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; ; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She &amp;amp; Jacob are doing well. A year into their married life, I live the reality of most mothers of married kids: I don't get to see them often enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; ; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; ; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But when I'm feeling lonely for them, I've got Facebook! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1651582580625695232?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1651582580625695232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1651582580625695232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1651582580625695232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1651582580625695232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2011/09/culture-sale.html' title='Culture Sale'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-145680494479214935</id><published>2011-09-20T08:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T08:32:52.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Training the Ear</title><content type='html'>Caleb &amp;amp; Rachel have been taking piano lessons since last January, with Rachel enjoying the bulk of the lessons during the summer while Caleb worked at SACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel has recently began to seek out simple sheet music versions of songs which she likes to learn to play. ("WooHoooo!" says Mom.) The latest of these is "Rocky Top". There was a problem though; our memory of how the song was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to sound was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from how the notes were written. Not vastly, but enough to make us tilt our head &amp;amp; say, "That's not right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I sat down with the song sheet &amp;amp; a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;blue pen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; plunked-out (thank you Brother Scott for that properly used term) the song, locating &amp;amp; correcting the wrong notes. It was satisfying to hear the song played properly. We were happy to recognize the right, familiar tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me think about truth. God's truth is gleaned from His Word. Rightly applied truth is satisfying in our lives. Sometimes we hit a wrong note but His guidance gets us back into playing His song. How I pray that we are so in tune with His Spirit and His Word that we recognize any inappropriately played music, the wrong notes grate on our ears so we say "that's not right" then seek out the Truth so we are not stuck playing the wrong notes. Harmoniously restored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-145680494479214935?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/145680494479214935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=145680494479214935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/145680494479214935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/145680494479214935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2011/09/training-ear.html' title='Training the Ear'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7972942248130899298</id><published>2011-09-07T11:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:09:16.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling to Beatles</title><content type='html'>My Aunt Elaine has been sending me lots of entertaining things. This one of a man juggling to a Beatles song is one of the best. Hope you enjoy it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5uaBBl3gXRs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;The Juggler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On youtube this is called "Chris Bliss Juggling Act - Beatles" and notes he is performing to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; background-color: ); "&gt; "Golden slumbers", "Carry that Weight", and "The End"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; ); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; background-color: ); "&gt;There were comments that stated he wasn't that great of a juggler but I think he's a great entertainer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7972942248130899298?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7972942248130899298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7972942248130899298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7972942248130899298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7972942248130899298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2011/09/juggling-to-beatles.html' title='Juggling to Beatles'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5993351018098572006</id><published>2011-09-02T12:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:32:38.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick up-to-dates from my FB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.andiesisle.com/creation/magnificent.html"&gt;http://www.andiesisle.com/creation/magnificent.html&lt;/a&gt;  Beautiful pictures of the world &amp;amp; song "I Believe" courtesy of Aunt Elaine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Every individual should make it their duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;to display an American flag on this tenth anniversary of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; one our country's worst tragedies.. We do this in honor of those who lost their lives on 9/11, their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; families, friends and loved ones who continue to endure the pain, and those who today are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; at home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;and abroad to preserve our cherished freedoms. So, is YOUR flag ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Planted seeds in my little garden today: broccoli, cauliflower, radishes, carrots, spinach, lettuces, squash, beans. Squeezed them in amongst the peppers, grape tomatoes, strawberry (just one), basil, parsley &amp;amp; multiplying onions. Stan has plans to build me a mobile greenhouse. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5993351018098572006?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5993351018098572006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5993351018098572006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5993351018098572006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5993351018098572006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2011/09/quick-up-to-dates-from-my-fb.html' title='Quick up-to-dates from my FB'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-8777937190098955065</id><published>2010-12-16T08:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T08:29:04.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Attacks in Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;My Aunt Louise sent this to me in e-mail form. I decided to share it with you. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I looked for it on spam sites &amp;amp; didn't find it so hope it has reliable info. If you know differently, please comment to correct. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; _filtered { font-family:Calibri;}  _filtered { font-family:Consolas;}  _filtered {margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;} P.MsoNormal { MARGIN:0in 0in 0pt;FONT-FAMILY:"serif";FONT-SIZE:12pt;} LI.MsoNormal { MARGIN:0in 0in 0pt;FONT-FAMILY:"serif";FONT-SIZE:12pt;} DIV.MsoNormal { MARGIN:0in 0in 0pt;FONT-FAMILY:"serif";FONT-SIZE:12pt;} A:link { COLOR:blue;TEXT-DECORATION:underline;} SPAN.MsoHyperlink { COLOR:blue;TEXT-DECORATION:underline;} A:visited { COLOR:purple;TEXT-DECORATION:underline;} SPAN.MsoHyperlinkFollowed { COLOR:purple;TEXT-DECORATION:underline;} SPAN.apple-style-span { } SPAN.apple-converted-space { } SPAN.EmailStyle19 { FONT-FAMILY:"sans-serif";COLOR:#1f497d;} .MsoChpDefault { FONT-SIZE:10pt;} DIV.Section1 { } &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;div class="Section1"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #1f497d; FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;NURSE'S HEART  ATTACK EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this  event that I have ever heard.  Please read, pay attention, and send it  on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEMALE HEART  ATTACKS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I was aware that  female heart attacks are different, but this is the best description I've ever  read..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Women and heart attacks  (Myocardial infarction).  Did you know that women rarely have the same dramatic  symptoms that men have when experiencing heart attack..  you know, the sudden  stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest &amp;amp; dropping to  the floor that we see in the movies.  Here is the story of one woman's  experience with a heart attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;'I had a heart  attack at about 10:30PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that  one would suspect might have brought it on.  I was sitting all snugly &amp;amp; warm  on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story  my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, 'A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy  and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped  up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of  indigestion, when you've been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and  washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like  you've swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is  most uncomfortable.  You realize you shouldn't have gulped it down so fast and  needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten  its progress down to the stomach.  This was my initial sensation--the only  trouble was that I hadn't taken a bite of anything since about  5:00p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;After it seemed to subside,  the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up  my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they  continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses  rhythmically when administering CPR).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;This fascinating process continued on into my throat and  branched out into both jaws.  'AHA!!  NOW I stopped puzzling about what was  happening -- we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of  the signals of an MI happening, haven't we?  I said aloud to myself and the cat,  Dear God, I think I'm having a heart attack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap,  started to take a step and fell on the floor instead.  I thought to myself, If  this is a heart attack, I shouldn't be walking into the next room where the  phone is or anywhere else...  but, on the other hand, if I don't, nobody will  know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a  moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I pulled myself up with the  arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics...   I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building  under the sternum and radiating into my jaws.  I didn't feel hysterical or  afraid, just stating the facts.  She said she was sending the Paramedics over  immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the  door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came  in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I unlocked the door and then lay down on the floor as  instructed and lost consciousness, as I don't remember the medics coming in,  their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance,  or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly  awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his  surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the  ambulance.  He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like  'Have you taken any medications?') but I couldn't make my mind interpret what he  was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the  Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my  femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by  side stints to hold open my right coronary  artery.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;I know it sounds  like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes  before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before  the call, and both the fire station and St. Jude are only minutes away from my  home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get  going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and  the procedure) and installing the  stints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;Why have I  written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who  are so important in my life to know what I learned first  hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;.  Be aware that  something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men's symptoms  but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act).   It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI  because they didn't know they were having one and commonly mistake it as  indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed,  hoping they'll feel better in the morning when they wake up... which doesn't  happen.  My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I  advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that  you've not felt before.  It is better to have a 'false alarm' visitation than to  risk your life guessing what it might  be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;  Note that I  said &lt;b&gt;'Call the Paramedics&lt;/b&gt;.'  And if you can take an aspirin.  Ladies,  TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard  to others on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding  and looking anxiously at what's happening with you instead of the road - take  you to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Do NOT call your doctor -- he doesn't know where you live  and if it's at night you won't reach him anyway, and if it's daytime, his  assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics.  He  doesn't carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved!  The  Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP.  Your Dr will be notified  later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;  Don't assume it  couldn't be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count.   Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause  of an MI (unless it's unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood  pressure).  MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the  body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things  up in there.  Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep.  Let's be careful  and be aware.  The more we know the better chance we could  survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Consolas; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-8777937190098955065?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8777937190098955065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=8777937190098955065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8777937190098955065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8777937190098955065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/12/heart-attacks-in-women.html' title='Heart Attacks in Women'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1585643170365727039</id><published>2010-10-03T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:34:00.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Equal Rights for Unborn Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gianna Jessen&lt;/b&gt; (b. April 6, 1977, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles,_California" title="Los Angeles, California" class="mw-redirect" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Los Angeles, California&lt;/a&gt;) is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian" title="Christian" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Christian&lt;/a&gt; recording artist and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pro-life" title="Pro-life" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;pro-life&lt;/a&gt; activist who was born alive during a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saline_abortion" title="Saline abortion" class="mw-redirect" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;saline abortion&lt;/a&gt;. (from Wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=158348990848143"&gt;Gianna Jessen's personal testimony&lt;/a&gt; as recorded in Queen's Hall, Melbourne in September 2008. &lt;div&gt;Her abortionist signed her birth certificate. Hear her story in her own words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1585643170365727039?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1585643170365727039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1585643170365727039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1585643170365727039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1585643170365727039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/10/equal-rights-for-unborn-women.html' title='Equal Rights for Unborn Women'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1230710252167110445</id><published>2010-10-02T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:08:00.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb's Big Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s200/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045069130424450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This summer, Caleb lived on a houseboat on the St. John's River for a week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFTncLUUI/AAAAAAAAB_g/E5WOngKjepQ/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFTncLUUI/AAAAAAAAB_g/E5WOngKjepQ/s200/RiverQuest+2010+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045097161904450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was with 7 other scouts from this area of FL and 4 leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFTKHinsI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6sM7dhpi9cM/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFTKHinsI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6sM7dhpi9cM/s200/RiverQuest+2010+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045089290723010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFSn1rtDI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/jH_dwhN58xg/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFSn1rtDI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/jH_dwhN58xg/s200/RiverQuest+2010+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045080089015346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group of 8 scouts formed 2 crews which took turns driving, cooking, cleaning and being in charge while the other crew played; one day on, one day off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFSOXi4KI/AAAAAAAAB_I/3yCGdqrdd9A/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFSOXi4KI/AAAAAAAAB_I/3yCGdqrdd9A/s200/RiverQuest+2010+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045073251721378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s200/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045069130424450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caleb had to apply for the position so we were thrilled when he was chosen to participate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSEbB7HLI/AAAAAAAACAw/bHN72CpAbu4/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSEbB7HLI/AAAAAAAACAw/bHN72CpAbu4/s200/RiverQuest+2010+059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059129783688370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He earned the watersports and motorboating badge and got a boating license also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSD8itWaI/AAAAAAAACAo/Ie9ZASDywJE/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSD8itWaI/AAAAAAAACAo/Ie9ZASDywJE/s200/RiverQuest+2010+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059121599699362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSDh5I1VI/AAAAAAAACAg/tN4kN5DFvm0/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSDh5I1VI/AAAAAAAACAg/tN4kN5DFvm0/s200/RiverQuest+2010+031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059114446017874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The river was mostly peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSDP9Jk5I/AAAAAAAACAY/cT6-ef1HTNE/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSDP9Jk5I/AAAAAAAACAY/cT6-ef1HTNE/s200/RiverQuest+2010+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059109631005586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saw interesting homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSCxsZ0UI/AAAAAAAACAQ/w-1JD-iSSog/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJSCxsZ0UI/AAAAAAAACAQ/w-1JD-iSSog/s200/RiverQuest+2010+117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513059101507703106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They endured some stormy weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s200/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045069130424450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Riverquest Adventure was the first of what our area scout council hopes will be an annual event that scouts from all over the USA will want to experience. Caleb was on the maiden voyage. Hmm. Can it be called a &lt;u&gt;maiden&lt;/u&gt; voyage if it's boys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLj5LBQxI/AAAAAAAACAI/7Uujif9d8Qs/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLj5LBQxI/AAAAAAAACAI/7Uujif9d8Qs/s200/RiverQuest+2010+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513051973869454098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLjifeouI/AAAAAAAACAA/vDa2Bo8a_Sw/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLjifeouI/AAAAAAAACAA/vDa2Bo8a_Sw/s200/RiverQuest+2010+083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513051967781249762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Industry along St. John's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLjQnw8sI/AAAAAAAAB_4/K14fhkvCtZY/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLjQnw8sI/AAAAAAAAB_4/K14fhkvCtZY/s200/RiverQuest+2010+079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513051962984166082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Houses of the rich &amp;amp; famous. Well, maybe not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLi7ku8JI/AAAAAAAAB_w/28wqRWnPPec/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLi7ku8JI/AAAAAAAAB_w/28wqRWnPPec/s200/RiverQuest+2010+087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513051957334306962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More industry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLikUMCQI/AAAAAAAAB_o/3wGn1BGCzAU/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJLikUMCQI/AAAAAAAAB_o/3wGn1BGCzAU/s200/RiverQuest+2010+116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513051951090895106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacksonville Zoo on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s1600/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s200/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513045069130424450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these photos were from Caleb's camera. This is the ONLY photo of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you did also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1230710252167110445?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1230710252167110445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1230710252167110445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1230710252167110445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1230710252167110445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/09/calebs-big-adventure.html' title='Caleb&apos;s Big Adventure'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIJFR_A84II/AAAAAAAAB_A/E8GCfjtxuI0/s72-c/RiverQuest+2010+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7619928184928619792</id><published>2010-09-10T07:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T08:11:32.305-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruise'/><title type='text'>Cruise 2: And We Waited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeXP44zFI/AAAAAAAACBY/Dk70KydcH38/s1600/IMG_9345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515254078419553362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeXP44zFI/AAAAAAAACBY/Dk70KydcH38/s200/IMG_9345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch, while we waited for our room to be available, we explored the ship. Here is a cut-away model found on deck 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeW34dlrI/AAAAAAAACBQ/DbMUScuOuNs/s1600/IMG_9344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515254071975319218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeW34dlrI/AAAAAAAACBQ/DbMUScuOuNs/s200/IMG_9344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the port, enjoying the breeze. Did I mention that it was a cloudy, wet weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeWVJ1TWI/AAAAAAAACBI/Px5hn_vEniU/s1600/IMG_9341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515254062652935522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeWVJ1TWI/AAAAAAAACBI/Px5hn_vEniU/s200/IMG_9341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the central curved glass elevator that actually worked part of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeWF0w0qI/AAAAAAAACBA/ontdkrU2pU0/s1600/IMG_9337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515254058538029730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeWF0w0qI/AAAAAAAACBA/ontdkrU2pU0/s200/IMG_9337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeXdRvb9I/AAAAAAAACBg/Z0xGAvFEsv0/s1600/IMG_9361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515254082013458386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeXdRvb9I/AAAAAAAACBg/Z0xGAvFEsv0/s200/IMG_9361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost suppertime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7619928184928619792?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7619928184928619792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7619928184928619792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7619928184928619792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7619928184928619792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/09/cruise-2-and-we-waited.html' title='Cruise 2: And We Waited'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIoeXP44zFI/AAAAAAAACBY/Dk70KydcH38/s72-c/IMG_9345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-6099331311996656782</id><published>2010-09-07T21:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:58:44.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Squirrel Mama</title><content type='html'>A most anxious voice on my answering machine requested assistance in caring for a baby squirrel. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I returned his call wondering if Rachel would be willing to raise another. (Do a site search for squirrel if you want to see the others.) With the rats in her room &amp;amp; mouse-sitting for the weekend, I really wasn't sure what she would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had her pick up the other phone so she could hear his story:&lt;br /&gt;He has a chihuahua. An 18 pounder who is buff &amp;amp; thinks he is Rambo or Rocky or some other tough dude.  He is a killer of small animals who infringe on his back yard space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog would not leave his crate yesterday. The man, suspecting "Rambo" had hidden in his crate something that he was not supposed to have, investigated and discovered the baby squirrel, which appeared unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rambo" had to carry the squirrel inside from outside, up steps, through a pet door and through the house to put it into his crate.  Then he had kept it warm (the main cause of orphan squirrel death).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as the owner noted, "Rambo" couldn't feed the poor thing and with his family schedule, he didn't have time to give it proper care; it needed a new home. Soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIblZXwu99I/AAAAAAAACA4/M5GyegjrKKc/s1600/IMG_9619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIblZXwu99I/AAAAAAAACA4/M5GyegjrKKc/s200/IMG_9619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347017799661522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Could you turn down an orphan with an amazing story like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither could my daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;et Acacia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-6099331311996656782?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6099331311996656782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=6099331311996656782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6099331311996656782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6099331311996656782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/09/return-of-squirrel-mama.html' title='Return of the Squirrel Mama'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIblZXwu99I/AAAAAAAACA4/M5GyegjrKKc/s72-c/IMG_9619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-744199377235961128</id><published>2010-09-03T21:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:21:27.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Journey of 1000 Miles Begins with a Boarding Pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkJ3CadkI/AAAAAAAAB-4/QqjlQ-fOHCE/s1600/IMG_9330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkJ3CadkI/AAAAAAAAB-4/QqjlQ-fOHCE/s200/IMG_9330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512867908178048578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stan &amp;amp; I hit a milestone in March &gt; 25 years of marriage. That's a journey of thousands of miles that begins with an "I do." :-)&lt;div&gt;So, in celebration we decided to do something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(It helped a lot that Caleb happened to win a cruise just when we were trying to decide what different/special/monumental thing we could &lt;strike&gt;afford&lt;/strike&gt; do.)  Then in early August, we did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkJqqOssI/AAAAAAAAB-w/Euf7RX3ihZ0/s1600/IMG_9331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkJqqOssI/AAAAAAAAB-w/Euf7RX3ihZ0/s200/IMG_9331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512867904855388866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was relieved to see this as we were signing in. After all, everyone hears about how a cruise is like living at a 24 hour buffet Now I could be sure that I'd get some exercise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkI_-9uPI/AAAAAAAAB-o/5s7TT8rBN44/s1600/IMG_9332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkI_-9uPI/AAAAAAAAB-o/5s7TT8rBN44/s200/IMG_9332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512867893399632114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were a number of these signs posted over the area where all our important papers were perused. Stan convinced me not to photograph them all which is why I can't share all that light touristy wisdom with you. Feel free to thank him when you see him. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkIVwtPII/AAAAAAAAB-g/TZe_vRisdOo/s1600/IMG_9333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkIVwtPII/AAAAAAAAB-g/TZe_vRisdOo/s200/IMG_9333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512867882065542274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are boarding the ship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NERVOUS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Would I get sea sick? What did our room look like? Did each room have its own bathroom? Would I get sea sick? Would we meet some nice people? Did I bring appropriate clothes? Would I get sea sick? What else do we have to pay for? Will Stan be let back into the country since we didn't have time to get his passport? I sure hope I don't get sea sick."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those of you who do the cruise thing on a regular basis are probably laughing at my insecurity and questions but really, didn't you wonder at least SOME of those things before your first trip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkIOqARiI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/qVBRKuePJSY/s1600/IMG_9336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkIOqARiI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/qVBRKuePJSY/s200/IMG_9336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512867880158381602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First thing scheduled upon boarding, several hours before the rooms were ready?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still wondering if we get our own bathroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-744199377235961128?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/744199377235961128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=744199377235961128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/744199377235961128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/744199377235961128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/09/journey-of-1000-miles-begins-with.html' title='A Journey of 1000 Miles Begins with a Boarding Pass'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIGkJ3CadkI/AAAAAAAAB-4/QqjlQ-fOHCE/s72-c/IMG_9330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3702130045581729475</id><published>2010-09-03T12:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:44:54.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple of Special People</title><content type='html'>recently celebrated birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIEfuVTOY5I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ermyOSce7QY/s1600/IMG_8845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512722299730420626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIEfuVTOY5I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ermyOSce7QY/s200/IMG_8845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One is my mom, dressed beautifully in the the outfit she wore to Jacob &amp;amp; Maryn's wedding, accompanied by the remaining household grandkids also decked out in their wedding attire, behaving themselves nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;In this photo I'm just a-tired. LOL :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIEftydtXbI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Rp4PsSXazKQ/s1600/IMG_8866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512722290379152818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIEftydtXbI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Rp4PsSXazKQ/s200/IMG_8866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other is Stan's dad, who you can recognize here as the gentleman politely ignoring the ruffians who stand behind him as the &lt;strike&gt;partner in crime&lt;/strike&gt; father of said ruffians cracks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And doesn't he look nice in &lt;strike&gt;pink&lt;/strike&gt; salmon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIEftVb8zAI/AAAAAAAAB-A/usTCHG2M1ak/s1600/IMG_8870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512722282587147266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIEftVb8zAI/AAAAAAAAB-A/usTCHG2M1ak/s200/IMG_8870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad just celebrated his 83rd. He said that he &amp;amp; Stan's mom are not planning another big birthday bash for him, as they had when he turned 80, until he turns 90, but I agree with Stan: every year, every day is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if you can celebrate it with ruffians like mine. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3702130045581729475?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3702130045581729475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3702130045581729475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3702130045581729475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3702130045581729475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/09/couple-of-special-people.html' title='A Couple of Special People'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TIEfuVTOY5I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ermyOSce7QY/s72-c/IMG_8845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-814903776324868084</id><published>2010-09-01T09:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:10:20.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TH5WFRadljI/AAAAAAAAB94/DXQmaPX1Nko/s1600/IMG_9453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TH5WFRadljI/AAAAAAAAB94/DXQmaPX1Nko/s200/IMG_9453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511937642521794098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today this handsome young man with a wreath on his shoulder will wear this new suit to college because after his classes are completed for the day he is being interviewed for a scholarship. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We received the call about him being a finalist prior to him telling us he had applied - life is busy these days - then he played phone tag with the person doing the scheduling for several days. He was told to dress formally as for a job interview so I was very glad he had the suit in his closet and had already broken it in. I'm sure his time spent in a tux didn't hurt any either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may think it strange that I'm harping on about what he is wearing but his job as a helpful hardware man requires attire of a decidedly different demeanor. Can you picture him feeding &amp;amp; cleaning up after critters (lizards, snakes, turtles, fish, various rodents), loading up plants &amp;amp; bales of hay or bags of fertilizer, rocks, dirt or filling chlorine containers while wearing a tie? And he has to work on Sundays so usually attends the early service (PTL we have one!) in his nicest work clothes.  Days for him to dress up tend to be few so I do my best to make the most of them. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like today. The interview. The potential scholarship. Yes, prayers are always appreciated. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon he is one of who knows how many vying for the prize BUT the only one I know who can pull off that wreath bit &amp;amp; still look dashing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-814903776324868084?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/814903776324868084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=814903776324868084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/814903776324868084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/814903776324868084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/09/andrew-again.html' title='Andrew Again'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TH5WFRadljI/AAAAAAAAB94/DXQmaPX1Nko/s72-c/IMG_9453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3003797744367219270</id><published>2010-08-30T09:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:38:31.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chicken Came First</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-IGnAXqI/AAAAAAAAB9w/0GbuVOkN9r8/s1600/IMG_9104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-IGnAXqI/AAAAAAAAB9w/0GbuVOkN9r8/s200/IMG_9104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511207615440379554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the coop!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stan, Caleb &amp;amp; Andrew worked on this in July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-HY2ABfI/AAAAAAAAB9o/R6LorEqYUY8/s1600/IMG_9265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10 10px 10px 10;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-HY2ABfI/AAAAAAAAB9o/R6LorEqYUY8/s200/IMG_9265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511207603155240434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And early August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-G9GTv8I/AAAAAAAAB9g/Odw0Xl0FLsE/s1600/IMG_9285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-G9GTv8I/AAAAAAAAB9g/Odw0Xl0FLsE/s200/IMG_9285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511207595707449282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chickens moved in but still like to roam around some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have nine. The white Ideals from Ace (look like leghorns to me) are the oldest, hatched before Easter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-GQQjrVI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/DZc4auC76iM/s1600/IMG_9450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-GQQjrVI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/DZc4auC76iM/s200/IMG_9450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511207583670840658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the 2 hens are now laying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not the dog. She is begging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she will lie down on command. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3003797744367219270?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3003797744367219270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3003797744367219270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3003797744367219270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3003797744367219270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/08/chicken-came-first.html' title='The Chicken Came First'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THu-IGnAXqI/AAAAAAAAB9w/0GbuVOkN9r8/s72-c/IMG_9104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5123808108496035950</id><published>2010-08-28T08:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:33:31.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Polish Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THj_pDTzDLI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/ASEiYar0dxE/s1600/IMG_9284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THj_pDTzDLI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/ASEiYar0dxE/s200/IMG_9284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510435224815865010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sure-fire winner of crazy hair day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that really is a chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, there are eyes in there somewhere; I have seen them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I'm not sure if it's a hen or a rooster but the name is Tina Turner so you know what we are hoping. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5123808108496035950?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5123808108496035950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5123808108496035950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5123808108496035950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5123808108496035950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/08/polish-chicken.html' title='Polish Chicken'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/THj_pDTzDLI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/ASEiYar0dxE/s72-c/IMG_9284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1570996550450525048</id><published>2010-07-24T10:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T10:13:51.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Seuss for 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="WIDOWS: 2; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; TEXT-INDENT: 0px; BORDER-COLLAPSE: separate; FONT: medium Helvetica; WHITE-SPACE: normal; ORPHANS: 2; LETTER-SPACING: normal; WORD-SPACING: 0px" class="yiv1799395437yiv1829051970Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WIDOWS: 2; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; TEXT-INDENT: 0px; BORDER-COLLAPSE: separate; FONT: medium Helvetica; WHITE-SPACE: normal; ORPHANS: 2; LETTER-SPACING: normal; WORD-SPACING: 0px" class="yiv1799395437yiv1829051970Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;From an e-mail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="WIDOWS: 2; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; TEXT-INDENT: 0px; BORDER-COLLAPSE: separate; FONT: medium Helvetica; WHITE-SPACE: normal; ORPHANS: 2; LETTER-SPACING: normal; WORD-SPACING: 0px" class="yiv1799395437yiv1829051970Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I do not like&lt;br /&gt;this Uncle Sam,&lt;br /&gt;I do not like&lt;br /&gt;his health  care scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like&lt;br /&gt;these dirty crooks,&lt;br /&gt;or how they lie&lt;br /&gt;and  cook the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like&lt;br /&gt;when Congress steals,&lt;br /&gt;I do not  like&lt;br /&gt;their secret deals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like&lt;br /&gt;this Speaker, Nan.&lt;br /&gt;I do  not like&lt;br /&gt;this "YES WE CAN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like&lt;br /&gt;this spending  spree,&lt;br /&gt;I'm smart, I know&lt;br /&gt;that nothing's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like  this&lt;br /&gt;kind of hope.&lt;br /&gt;I do not like it,&lt;br /&gt;Nope, nope, nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not  like&lt;br /&gt;your smug replies&lt;br /&gt;when I complain&lt;br /&gt;about your lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for  the future&lt;br /&gt;make a note:&lt;br /&gt;"I do intend&lt;br /&gt;to vote, vote, VOTE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1570996550450525048?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1570996550450525048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1570996550450525048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1570996550450525048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1570996550450525048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/07/dr-seuss-for-2010.html' title='Dr Seuss for 2010'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4036992965232811450</id><published>2010-07-10T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T07:49:00.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken, no, Andrew Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDW8_5vIpQI/AAAAAAAAB9A/agMTdAPphEI/s1600/IMG_9018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 54px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491503126664488194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDW8_5vIpQI/AAAAAAAAB9A/agMTdAPphEI/s200/IMG_9018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT! But I thought he looked so handsome in the tux for LAM Opera that I took a couple of pics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDW8_SbyQXI/AAAAAAAAB84/2JlxJ6ZVQH0/s1600/IMG_9015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 70px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491503116114346354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDW8_SbyQXI/AAAAAAAAB84/2JlxJ6ZVQH0/s200/IMG_9015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a model son. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope he doesn't hide from my camera from now on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4036992965232811450?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4036992965232811450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4036992965232811450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4036992965232811450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4036992965232811450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/07/ken-no-andrew-doll.html' title='Ken, no, Andrew Doll'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDW8_5vIpQI/AAAAAAAAB9A/agMTdAPphEI/s72-c/IMG_9018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5789951040674643172</id><published>2010-07-08T06:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:48:29.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ushering in Andrew</title><content type='html'>What would get Andrew into a tux besides his brothers wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDWz9R6XWUI/AAAAAAAAB8w/aP2R3Bc8ZUo/s1600/Andrew3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491493186009782594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDWz9R6XWUI/AAAAAAAAB8w/aP2R3Bc8ZUo/s200/Andrew3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A good cause! Lake Area Ministries, our area food bank has been raising money so they can move into a larger location. The latest fund raiser was an Opera - well, excellent singers singing opera songs actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDWz8407mfI/AAAAAAAAB8o/kSl_ey_FiME/s1600/Andrew1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491493179276106226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDWz8407mfI/AAAAAAAAB8o/kSl_ey_FiME/s200/Andrew1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew and his manager at Ace, Kelly, were asked to usher the event with Sweet Peas (florest inside of Ace) providing the tuxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDWz8MdII7I/AAAAAAAAB8g/SolxeAhuRlc/s1600/Andrew5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491493167365104562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDWz8MdII7I/AAAAAAAAB8g/SolxeAhuRlc/s200/Andrew5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no photos of the guys in action but heard they stayed busy and did a good job.&lt;br /&gt;And LAM has started moving into their new building. PTL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5789951040674643172?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5789951040674643172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5789951040674643172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5789951040674643172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5789951040674643172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/07/ushering-in-andrew.html' title='Ushering in Andrew'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDWz9R6XWUI/AAAAAAAAB8w/aP2R3Bc8ZUo/s72-c/Andrew3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5916198266320114461</id><published>2010-07-06T18:56:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T08:38:43.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><title type='text'>United We Stand One Nation Under God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPKTaZT9hI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/8Gav8XfJ9xc/s1600/IMG_9026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490954805546579474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPKTaZT9hI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/8Gav8XfJ9xc/s200/IMG_9026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two Pioneers pose {you earn an extra 5 points if you can identify the person in the van} as they will carry our American Heritage Girls banner in front of our float. We are parked in our spot putting the finishing touches on everything (and everyone) preparing to walk in the parade &gt; sunscreen on everyone and plenty of water bottles as we nearly roasted last year. Of course, rain was predicted for 11 a.m., parade start time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPKS_eqb2I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/SdG59bqYTJE/s1600/IMG_9044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490954798321266530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPKS_eqb2I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/SdG59bqYTJE/s200/IMG_9044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo shoot time while we wait for the judges to drive past. Jacqui named our float theme One Nation Under God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGuxsAiXI/AAAAAAAAB8I/2FbFl4nmZMk/s1600/IMG_9049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490950877608970610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGuxsAiXI/AAAAAAAAB8I/2FbFl4nmZMk/s200/IMG_9049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my group of Pioneer/Patriots. Rachel is excited about being the first Patriot (high school age) in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGuS_slJI/AAAAAAAAB8A/AuztmudIBKw/s1600/IMG_9036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490950869370049682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGuS_slJI/AAAAAAAAB8A/AuztmudIBKw/s200/IMG_9036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The uniformed paper dolls, standing in AHG unit order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGtplfO0I/AAAAAAAAB74/53sar4IFGsk/s1600/IMG_9038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490950858254269250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGtplfO0I/AAAAAAAAB74/53sar4IFGsk/s200/IMG_9038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pathfinder (blue T), tenderheart (red vest), explorer (blue vest), pioneer(sash/white shirt), patriot (sash/red shirt) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGtd09XrI/AAAAAAAAB7w/ztctvTjmCp8/s1600/IMG_9037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490950855097933490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGtd09XrI/AAAAAAAAB7w/ztctvTjmCp8/s200/IMG_9037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spell out the parade theme "United We Stand". Peggy was so organized!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGs-odD-I/AAAAAAAAB7o/ZG6EmUZTBo8/s1600/IMG_9057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490950846723985378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPGs-odD-I/AAAAAAAAB7o/ZG6EmUZTBo8/s200/IMG_9057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we are off! See me in the red, white &amp;amp; blue floral hat? :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDCvpCIQI/AAAAAAAAB7g/uA_XF2O_pvQ/s1600/IMG_9065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 155px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490946822610493698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDCvpCIQI/AAAAAAAAB7g/uA_XF2O_pvQ/s200/IMG_9065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stan &amp;amp; Caleb came to watch. The big guys &amp;amp; Maryn had to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDCc484kI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/X1OtfMO_D4s/s1600/IMG_9062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490946817576985154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDCc484kI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/X1OtfMO_D4s/s200/IMG_9062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the view into "downtown"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDB80GStI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/UG0GJ0hehIU/s1600/IMG_9079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490946808966695634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDB80GStI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/UG0GJ0hehIU/s200/IMG_9079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the rear view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we rode along, we sang the AHG creed and oath songs. Ms Traci kept telling the girls, "Louder!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told them, "Smile and wave!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDBSxp1AI/AAAAAAAAB7I/grxLnTQ7hUk/s1600/IMG_9092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 101px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490946797682152450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDBSxp1AI/AAAAAAAAB7I/grxLnTQ7hUk/s200/IMG_9092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I enjoyed seeing some folks getting into the spirit of the day. God bless America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDA44g8GI/AAAAAAAAB7A/4URRu5-SoWQ/s1600/IMG_9088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 88px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490946790731608162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPDA44g8GI/AAAAAAAAB7A/4URRu5-SoWQ/s200/IMG_9088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many smiled and waved back at us. It was fun seeing many friends in the crowd - a benefit of living in a small town. :-) Sometimes people applauded when the girls got to the end of a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO9466-HZI/AAAAAAAAB64/5CMFdM7q7A8/s1600/IMG_9091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490941156281687442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO9466-HZI/AAAAAAAAB64/5CMFdM7q7A8/s200/IMG_9091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I have a creed (I have a creed) That I live by (that I live by) that helps me choose (that helps me choose) the way that's right (the way that's right). I have a creed that I live by that helps me choose the way that's right. I'll be compassionate, helpful and honest. I'll be loyal, perseverant and pure. I'll be resourceful, respectful, responsible and reverent. This will be my creed..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO94Py9s-I/AAAAAAAAB6w/BbTnqW5Je9g/s1600/IMG_9095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490941144705381346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO94Py9s-I/AAAAAAAAB6w/BbTnqW5Je9g/s200/IMG_9095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can you prove you are patriotic? Just decorate your livestock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO93_YrmBI/AAAAAAAAB6o/5wEKoKzNhJc/s1600/IMG_9067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490941140300175378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO93_YrmBI/AAAAAAAAB6o/5wEKoKzNhJc/s200/IMG_9067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are close to the downtown craft show. Doesn't Laran's hair look beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO93eX2sJI/AAAAAAAAB6g/zAlWIsRqoA0/s1600/IMG_9083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490941131438338194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO93eX2sJI/AAAAAAAAB6g/zAlWIsRqoA0/s200/IMG_9083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the girls handed out leaflets telling about AHG which they offered to families with girls.&lt;br /&gt;There's my Rachel in her red patriot shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO921C9ToI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/t2stGBv5Uto/s1600/IMG_9101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490941120344837762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDO921C9ToI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/t2stGBv5Uto/s200/IMG_9101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See how thrilled the girls are to have won the "Best Youth Float" trophy for the second year in a row, the second year of our troop existance? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More important are the young lives, impacted, we leaders &amp;amp; parents pray, by the AHG themes and goals: building women of integrity, promising to love God, cherish their family, honor their country and serve in their community, remembering what an American Heritage Girl is supposed to be to help them choose the Way that is Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5916198266320114461?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5916198266320114461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5916198266320114461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5916198266320114461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5916198266320114461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/07/united-we-stand-one-nation-under-god.html' title='United We Stand One Nation Under God'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TDPKTaZT9hI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/8Gav8XfJ9xc/s72-c/IMG_9026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3310461982219427869</id><published>2010-07-02T09:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:26:33.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I begin</title><content type='html'>to catch up? When one gets as behind as I am in blogging, one must start with today!&lt;br /&gt;On in this case, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uxcHn6sI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/BHNYefFb51E/s1600/IMG_9021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489306053963672258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uxcHn6sI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/BHNYefFb51E/s200/IMG_9021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Peggy watching Cricket cut out paper dolls for the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a COOL MACHINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uwy6MByI/AAAAAAAAB6I/Mo_MC7A3xMA/s1600/IMG_9020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489306042901464866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uwy6MByI/AAAAAAAAB6I/Mo_MC7A3xMA/s200/IMG_9020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See all the excited dollies we have cut out, pieced together &amp;amp; clothed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No streakers allowed at our parade, although I suppose that would get AHG into the paper BUT it would not be in line with our motto of raising women of integrity so no matter how HOT &amp;amp; MUGGY the weather &gt; the dolls shall remain clothed. I know you are much relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uwQzQ-FI/AAAAAAAAB6A/6oGx5D-5toA/s1600/IMG_9022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489306033745623122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uwQzQ-FI/AAAAAAAAB6A/6oGx5D-5toA/s200/IMG_9022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now we are not doing this because we like to play with paperdolls but because we love our daughters who will &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/free-for-faith-family-friends.html"&gt;once again this year &lt;/a&gt;be on a float in the Independence Day parade with their American Heritage Girls troop - providing it doesn't get rained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uvjs9NPI/AAAAAAAAB54/8SpDMAetLKM/s1600/IMG_9023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489306021639566578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uvjs9NPI/AAAAAAAAB54/8SpDMAetLKM/s200/IMG_9023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, these little paper AHGers have no rain gear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uvEM-tlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Atm7O1v-4qw/s1600/IMG_9025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489306013183948370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uvEM-tlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Atm7O1v-4qw/s200/IMG_9025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unless today we can find some place to laminate them. In that case, they'll be better prepared than the girls. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United we stand as One Nation under God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3310461982219427869?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3310461982219427869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3310461982219427869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3310461982219427869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3310461982219427869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-do-i-begin.html' title='Where do I begin'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/TC3uxcHn6sI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/BHNYefFb51E/s72-c/IMG_9021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-2849824072263133660</id><published>2010-06-22T10:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:10:09.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Stories NOT in the News</title><content type='html'>I found this to be interesting &amp;amp; thought you might also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.infowars.com/ten-stories-in-the-news-that-the-bp-oil-spill-is-overshadowing/"&gt;http://www.infowars.com/ten-stories-in-the-news-that-the-bp-oil-spill-is-overshadowing/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me that things that go on in the world reflect things that happen in individual lives. Do you, as I do, spend too much time focusing in one or two areas that other things may be neglected, MAYBE on purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My choices for my life will not have the long term consequences for the world that the above mentioned government policies will, if passed. Sigh!!  Yet as this morning's Bible reading &amp;amp; Pastor's Sunday sermon (May All Who Come Behind Me Find Me Faithful) point out, my decisions will certainly impact my own life awa that of those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to do it right! Only with God's help is a semblance of that even remotely possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me to see all that I'm supposed to &amp;amp; not neglect things that need attention. Please open the eyes of our government leaders that they will not continue down this destructive path of socialism.  Please open the eyes of the nation to see the truth and let Your Truth set us all free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-2849824072263133660?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2849824072263133660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=2849824072263133660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2849824072263133660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2849824072263133660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/06/ten-stories-not-in-news.html' title='Ten Stories NOT in the News'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1370696416223704935</id><published>2010-06-11T10:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:03:27.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How would you live if you knew it was your last day?</title><content type='html'>But who knows that? I had no idea 25 years ago on my way to work that a bad car accident would alter my life: marriage, work, day-to-day activities, the works. The life I once had was so changed that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I count today as my 3rd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first birthday was when I was born physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second was when I gave my life to the Lord &amp;amp; He gave me a new heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 years ago as my '69 Mustang spun out of control from one side of the highway into oncoming traffic:&lt;br /&gt;"I cried unto to the Lord with my voice and He heard me out of His holy ear." (from "Thou O Lord")&lt;br /&gt;I really did. I looked right up into His face and called to Him, "Oh, God!!!"&lt;br /&gt;He heard me and I did not die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some driving past thought, "Someone must have died in this horrible accident." Some prayed for me. Some came to see me in the hospital. Some nearly passed out in the hall. Some sent flowers and cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "If I were dead, this wouldn't hurt so much - but my poor new husband Stan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some doctors said, "If this, if that, if only ________, you would have died." Then several used their God-given skills to put me back together so that eventually all my parts worked the right way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others looked at everything and said, "God is not finished with you yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived and healed and grew.&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "Thank You, God, for LIFE. This life is Yours, whatever You give me to do."&lt;br /&gt;Then He blessed me with a stronger marriage, a closer walk, an appreciation for life, the knowledge that I can survive pain and be stronger for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is a gift indeed.&lt;br /&gt;So live it that way. &lt;br /&gt;You do not know what tomorrow holds. I pray you know WHO holds your tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1370696416223704935?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1370696416223704935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1370696416223704935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1370696416223704935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1370696416223704935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-would-you-live-if-you-knew-it-was.html' title='How would you live if you knew it was your last day?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3264233963313395174</id><published>2010-05-11T15:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:57:06.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2010-Amber Rollins Testimony.wmv</title><content type='html'>This was shared at church on Mother's Day. A sweet testimony from a girl we've known 13 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/EmDUtTTJVEU/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmDUtTTJVEU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmDUtTTJVEU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3264233963313395174?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3264233963313395174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3264233963313395174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3264233963313395174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3264233963313395174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010-amber-rollins.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2010-Amber Rollins Testimony.wmv'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4025743081718231444</id><published>2010-04-01T11:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:38:26.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom vs Foolishness</title><content type='html'>Interesting quote emailed from my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The danger to America is not Barack Obama, but a citizenry capable of entrusting a man like him with the presidency. It will be easier to limit and undo the follies of an Obama presidency than to restore the necessary common sense and good judgment to an electorate willing to have such a man for their president. The problem is much deeper and far more serious than Mr. Obama, who is a mere symptom of what ails us. Blaming the prince of the fools should not blind anyone to the vast confederacy of fools that made him their prince. The republic can survive a Barack Obama. It is less likely to survive a multitude of fools such as those who made him their president." Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for a great evangelistic revival in America. Jesus is the only answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 1:7&lt;br /&gt;The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge, but fools despise &lt;strong&gt;wisdom&lt;/strong&gt; and discipline.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 2:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the LORD gives wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;, and from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 2:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wisdom&lt;/strong&gt; will save you from the ways of wicked men, from men whose words are perverse&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 4:5 - 7&lt;br /&gt;Get &lt;strong&gt;wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;, get understanding; do not forget my words or swerve from them. Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you; love her, and she will watch over you. Wisdom is supreme; therefore get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 4:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I [God] guide you in the way of wisdom&lt;/strong&gt; and lead you along straight paths.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 8:12&lt;br /&gt;"I, &lt;strong&gt;wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;, dwell together with prudence; I possess knowledge and discretion."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 9:10&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;, and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 17:16&lt;br /&gt;Of what use is money in the hand of a fool, since he has no desire to get &lt;strong&gt;wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4025743081718231444?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4025743081718231444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4025743081718231444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4025743081718231444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4025743081718231444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/04/wisdom-vs-foolishness.html' title='Wisdom vs Foolishness'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-6707626897511727211</id><published>2010-03-16T08:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:34:58.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Anniversary</title><content type='html'>25 years.&lt;br /&gt;Over half of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Not quite half of Stan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 fun wedding day; 1 life changing car accident&lt;br /&gt;2 jobs for Stan, one at a time, most of the time on B shift (evening)&lt;br /&gt;3 houses, also one at a time&lt;br /&gt;4 children currently aged 21, 19, 16, 13&lt;br /&gt;5 dogs, one right now&lt;br /&gt;6 cats with half of those living here now.&lt;br /&gt;STOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time to come up with a full list of 25 things since our day is full of LAEP set construction &amp;amp; SR Library clean-up (yes, we are going two separate directions; life is full &amp;amp; blessed) so I'll just hit some biggies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 years in FL for Stan. The rest of us celebrate that milestone Memorial Day weekend &gt; so that's half of our married life in FL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 years homeschooling with the end in sight; 4 years to go. It's strange even to imagine this ride being over.&lt;br /&gt;Field trips and road trips and trips to the ER&lt;br /&gt;We've been through droughts and floods and hurricanes (you may think I jest but it is true).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 motor vehicles = cars, trucks, vans &amp;amp; motorcycles &gt; not all road worthy, many having at some time to be dragged home from beside the road and Stan becoming much more familiar with their innerworkings than he desired. PTL for my handy mechanic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 years of God's faithfulness &amp;amp; blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-6707626897511727211?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6707626897511727211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=6707626897511727211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6707626897511727211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6707626897511727211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/silver-anniversary.html' title='Silver Anniversary'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1828256480078296494</id><published>2010-03-12T07:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:45:17.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacking Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Teeth that is. And they are now lacking in Caleb's mouth since they were removed yesterday. All four. Yes, he was awake for the procedure. Yes, in describing some of the experience, he used the word "cool" &gt; he is after all a teen boy.&lt;br /&gt;He did not like the sounds amplified as was explained to him, and said the shots were the most painful part of the extraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessing was that he didn't have long to worry. We had an appointment scheduled on Wednesday afternoon for an evaluation with an oral surgeon. Stan had an early appointment with our dentist the same day. When I asked to borrow &amp;amp; bring Caleb's panoramic x-ray to his evaluation, the receptionist agreed then asked if I knew that the procedure could be done there if it were a simple extraction, as it was soon after deemed. I was thrilled since it is much closer to the house &amp;amp; in not such a congested area, plus they were able to do the surgery the next day so Caleb didn't have too long to ponder all the implications (surgery = pain, as does the lack of wisdom...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my long, lanky 16 year-old is camped-out on the couch with ice packs keeping his cheeks from chipmunking, pain meds are keeping the daggers of misery away, and I am offering soft foods to try to keep his strength up &amp;amp; so he doesn't lose too much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wisdom. Must encourage extra growth in that area. Always. For me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 90:12&lt;br /&gt;Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 111:10&lt;br /&gt;The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow his precepts have good understanding. To Him belongs eternal praise.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 3:13-14&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man who finds wisdom, the man who gains understanding, for she is more profitable than silver and yields better returns than gold.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 9:10&lt;br /&gt;The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1828256480078296494?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1828256480078296494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1828256480078296494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1828256480078296494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1828256480078296494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/lacking-wisdom.html' title='Lacking Wisdom'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-226210894489006893</id><published>2010-03-05T07:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:01:36.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reach the World for Jesus</title><content type='html'>Once a month my BSF group has a fellowship lunch. At yesterday's, one of the group members testified about being an international internet missionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An international internet missionary? What a cool concept! How often is the distance (or $/time to travel that distance) the deterent if you equate missions work with traveling to foreign soils? My friend specifically mentioned corresponding with someone from Germany. What if you could impact the world without having to get a passport or immunizations? You wouldn't even have to get out of your pajamas. Some of you wouldn't even have to get out of bed - but I'm naming no names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before you get all worked up about all the quacks out there, listen to the rest of what I have to say. (Yes, that means you must &lt;u&gt;read out loud&lt;/u&gt;. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global Media Outreach is a ministry of Campus Crusade for Christ &gt; so not some new fly-by-night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;They have an intense interviewing process for those willing to minister to make &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SURE they know the Lord so will not lead seekers astray&lt;/span&gt;. Email addresses are protected by having the site as a "middleman". Potential answers are provided for you to assist in your ministry. You choose the amount of contacts desired. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are required to check your email daily&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the note sent to me from my friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.globalmediaoutreach.com/index.html"&gt;This website&lt;/a&gt; is looking for volunteers who would be willing to share the gospel w/ seekers over the internet. They provide free training &amp;amp; connect you w/ as many as you are comfortable in responding to. In 2009 alone, they had over 10 MILLION people come to Christ thru their websites!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little more info from the site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.globalmediaoutreach.com/about_us.html"&gt;Global Media Outreach&lt;/a&gt; is a global ministry presenting the good news of Jesus Christ online 24/7. As a ministry of Campus Crusade for Christ, our goal is to stay on the cutting edge of global communication technologies to share Jesus and help believers grow in their faith worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Vision&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Giving everyone on earth multiple opportunities to know Jesus&lt;br /&gt;• Seeing hundreds of million receive Him and building them in the faith&lt;br /&gt;• Connecting them to Christian movements everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mission&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conducting relationship building, highly personal, gut-level ministry with people from all countries through thousands of GMO trained online missionaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Opportunity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Building the Church globally through on the ground partnerships with local congregations of all sizes&lt;br /&gt;• Giving a person anywhere on earth the opportunity to know Jesus for only 10¢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments (as well as my tired brain recalls) from BSF group members:&lt;br /&gt;"Who ever thought something like this would be possible?"&lt;br /&gt;"God knew! Part of His plan to reach the world!"&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus is coming soon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen! Come quickly Lord Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-226210894489006893?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/226210894489006893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=226210894489006893' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/226210894489006893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/226210894489006893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/reach-world-for-jesus.html' title='Reach the World for Jesus'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4489139900900218442</id><published>2010-02-22T07:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:00:29.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for a Wedding: First Shower</title><content type='html'>As MOG, I was told I would be a "special guest" at this first shower for Maryn &amp;amp; Jacob, thrown by one of her aunts for M's family &amp;amp; parent's church family. Rachel &amp;amp; I got to meet some of Maryn's relatives &amp;amp; get told how much they love my son. That was special all by its self. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8h7y1-lI/AAAAAAAAB5o/Xtqpx-kReaQ/s1600-h/IMG_8012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048222245452370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8h7y1-lI/AAAAAAAAB5o/Xtqpx-kReaQ/s200/IMG_8012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, the food was yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryn looked too cute in her pink "future bride" shirt &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(or does it say "bride to be"? EEK - I don't remember! Wait a sec while I run through some photos to see if I can read it on one of them... Ah - no such luck. You can trust me though &gt; it was cute, pink &amp;amp; said something about becoming a bride. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has kindly offered to procure for me a shirt proclaiming "Mother of the Groom". That could be fun. A plus is that I have her permission to wear it for my other sons when such conditions arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I will not wear it in anticipation of such conditions arising. :-) Not me! I would never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8hpL7GHI/AAAAAAAAB5g/bNrQbLoT3ts/s1600-h/IMG_8015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048217250371698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8hpL7GHI/AAAAAAAAB5g/bNrQbLoT3ts/s200/IMG_8015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Maryn started opening the gifts, she was told that old tale about having one child for every broken ribbon so she broke none. I told her that I didn't break any either. (grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also said that my grandmother had told me that in her day, it was said that a bride would be blessed with a child for every towel received, so she's up to four, I believe. (another grin)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mention that Stan &amp;amp; I received 8 or 12...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8hQIRX_I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/JilkblrRuAM/s1600-h/IMG_8019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048210524168178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8hQIRX_I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/JilkblrRuAM/s200/IMG_8019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this beautiful? This is Maryn's mom's first quilt, made especially for Maryn with the oriental theme she loves. No, it was not a surprise. I believe M helped pick out some of the fabric. Suzanne has been working on it at least since last summer. That is Suzanne standing &amp;amp; helping hold up the quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8g9bm23I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/mzJwTzdd40w/s1600-h/IMG_8021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048205504994162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8g9bm23I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/mzJwTzdd40w/s200/IMG_8021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the gifts were opened &amp;amp; it was almost time for cake. Maryn &amp;amp; Jacob had received some nice gifts to help establish their own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played one game.&lt;br /&gt;A roll of tissue was passed around &amp;amp; we were instructed to take what we needed. ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went around the room &amp;amp; for each square gave one piece of marriage wisdom/advice. You should have seen the unmarried girls squirm a bit. The one engaged cousin had lots of advice (which is really quite funny if you think about it); Rachel had a couple of offerings including "Don't forget to spend time with me!" &amp;amp; "Take good care of the (Jacob's) birds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others that I recall:&lt;br /&gt;*Listen, listen, listen, listen.&lt;br /&gt;*Respect each other.&lt;br /&gt;*Don't go to bed angry.&lt;br /&gt;*Kiss him when you wake up &amp;amp; when you go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;*Wave him off to work &amp;amp; greet him when he returns.&lt;br /&gt;*Remember that he is the leader of the family; gracefully submit even though you &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; you are right &amp;amp; he is so WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;*Love covers a multitude of sins.&lt;br /&gt;*Leave room in your life for other people.&lt;br /&gt;*No adultery, mental or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;*Don't get upset about little things such as messy habits.&lt;br /&gt;*Keep growing closer to God &amp;amp; you will grow closer to each other too.&lt;br /&gt;*Get involved in his hobbies (there was a fun fishing story here).&lt;br /&gt;*Remember that he is not there to solve all your problems, that's God's job.&lt;br /&gt;*Always tell him "I love you" when he leaves [because no one is promised a tomorrow].&lt;br /&gt;*Listen, listen, listen, listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good advice even for us old married folks, special guests or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4489139900900218442?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4489139900900218442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4489139900900218442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4489139900900218442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4489139900900218442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-ready-for-wedding-first-shower.html' title='Getting Ready for a Wedding: First Shower'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S4J8h7y1-lI/AAAAAAAAB5o/Xtqpx-kReaQ/s72-c/IMG_8012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-2354054367113565469</id><published>2010-02-13T10:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:08:00.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for a Wedding: MOG Dress</title><content type='html'>MOG is a fairly new term for me but in this wedding business, I'd better get used to it. Mother of Groom is a title I hope to be blessed with a couple more times down the road, probably prior to experiencing MOB, although I've heard that girls often "settle down" at an earlier age than guys but I'm in no hurry. God's timing, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I was nervous about was getting the right dress. I was informed that the MOG is seen only 2 minutes max while being escorted down the aisle &amp;amp; leaving, that no one notices the MOG as all eyes are on the BEAUTIFUL BRIDE and that the MOG is to "become one" with the scenery. Nice. But I still wanna wear something I like that will blend in nicely so my DIL 2B is HAPPY - which should help my son to be happy also...&lt;br /&gt;Plus there are those wedding photos which you know last forever. What DIL wouldn't want their fav in-laws hanging on a wall somewhere commemorating their special day?&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;While fetching Rachel's dress while Maryn was at the mall too, we looked for a dress for me. I kept choosing "wedding horror story" glittery or skimpy or hippy things (LOL!) since I didn't see anything I liked &gt; Maryn didn't think it was as funny as I did. (sheepish grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I found a dress I liked &amp;amp; Maryn liked it too. Problem: It was too big &gt; I like that problem better than some others...&lt;br /&gt;When I found out that the smallest available was still too big, I wasn't about to pay that price for a dress that would have to be fitted. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked some more, even online but that dress stayed on my mind. No, I didn't obsess. Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;Around Christmas I'd prayed &amp;amp; decided that that WAS the dress for me if I could find it again at that smallest too-big size. You can guess the rest: I found it. It was clearance priced by this time (hurray!). It was STILL too big. While I considered putting some weight on to help it fit better &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4Toz6V8I/AAAAAAAAB5I/remAMs47jYk/s1600-h/IMG_7855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437454772631918530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4Toz6V8I/AAAAAAAAB5I/remAMs47jYk/s200/IMG_7855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom reminded me of all the clothes she had made including some bridesmaids dresses for weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to Alabama after Christmas it was Mom to the rescue!!&lt;br /&gt;She fitted &amp;amp; tacked &amp;amp; sewed &amp;amp; fussed about the dress not being made correctly to begin with. It has a symmetry problem but I do too so it was almost like it was made for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She worked nearly all night &amp;amp; then the next day too. What a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; RE-made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4Tdn0OAI/AAAAAAAAB5A/ZtXAm7VOxgQ/s1600-h/IMG_7861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437454769628395522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4Tdn0OAI/AAAAAAAAB5A/ZtXAm7VOxgQ/s200/IMG_7861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel inherited one of the jumpers Mom made way back when.&lt;br /&gt;You know we had to have a little fun trying things on. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4S6MGQOI/AAAAAAAAB44/E17aMnzsn_U/s1600-h/IMG_7900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 95px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437454760116895970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4S6MGQOI/AAAAAAAAB44/E17aMnzsn_U/s200/IMG_7900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the finished product, complete with shoes. I'm hoping it is neutral enough to blend nicely with wedding colors chosen by upcoming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DILs&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to wear the shoes some prior to the big day just to get used to wearing heels again.  You can see me tripping up the aisle, right? That would be a memory maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest #1: "Look! The MOG just took a nose dive!"&lt;br /&gt;Guest #2: "Yes, but look at that beautifully fitted MOG dress!"&lt;br /&gt;Guest #3 "And those shoes match so well!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4SpZbK0I/AAAAAAAAB4w/oSm8moF8EL4/s1600-h/IMG_7903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 84px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437454755609389890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4SpZbK0I/AAAAAAAAB4w/oSm8moF8EL4/s200/IMG_7903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually those shoes seem to fit a little big too. Think I should take them to Mom? Maybe I'll just try to gain some weight in my feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-2354054367113565469?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2354054367113565469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=2354054367113565469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2354054367113565469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2354054367113565469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-ready-for-wedding-mog-dress.html' title='Getting Ready for a Wedding: MOG Dress'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3W4Toz6V8I/AAAAAAAAB5I/remAMs47jYk/s72-c/IMG_7855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3510126848410349798</id><published>2010-02-12T12:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:27:51.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for a Wedding: Junior Bridesmaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3WU3dgdf2I/AAAAAAAAB4o/m8a3MubgIvA/s1600-h/IMG_7672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 76px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437415805654237026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3WU3dgdf2I/AAAAAAAAB4o/m8a3MubgIvA/s200/IMG_7672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were thrilled to find a bride's maid dress and shoes for Rachel on a clearance rack at the mall. We went back the next day with Maryn to make sure it was the right red. Yes! We have a winner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel is having a hard time waiting for the wedding to wear it in public. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, it would look nice for Christmas." (bright SMILE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, Valentine's Day is coming up &amp;amp; I have a new red dress..." (grin. wink, wink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not questions, because the law was laid down when we bought the thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad she's looking forward to its unveiling. Now to find a cute short sweater jacket to go with. Let me know if you see a white one on a clearance rack somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3510126848410349798?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3510126848410349798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3510126848410349798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3510126848410349798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3510126848410349798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-ready-for-wedding-junior.html' title='Getting Ready for a Wedding: Junior Bridesmaid'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/S3WU3dgdf2I/AAAAAAAAB4o/m8a3MubgIvA/s72-c/IMG_7672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1744898619985564479</id><published>2010-02-11T12:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:58:03.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooooh</title><content type='html'>Caleb checking out his mail from colleges: "Ooooooh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My musical reply "Oooooo Oooooo Oooooo" the beginning of "Thou O Lord"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel then started singing "I look just like Buddy Holly. Oh, oh and you're Mary Tyler Moore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just crack me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1744898619985564479?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1744898619985564479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1744898619985564479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1744898619985564479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1744898619985564479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/ooooooh.html' title='Ooooooh'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1590837737169654739</id><published>2010-02-10T10:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:32:02.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes from Reagan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; -x-system-font: nonefont-family:inherit;" valign="top" &gt;&lt;blockquote style="BORDER-LEFT: rgb(16,16,255) 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1974386656"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="BORDER-LEFT: rgb(16,16,255) 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,153);font-size:16;" &gt;"Socialism only&lt;br /&gt;works in two places: Heaven where they don't need it and hell&lt;br /&gt;where they already have it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;color:navy;"&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Ronald Reagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here's my strategy on the Cold War:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We win, they lose.'&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The most terrifying words in the&lt;br /&gt;English language are: I'm from the government and I'm here to&lt;br /&gt;help.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The trouble with our liberal friends&lt;br /&gt;is not that they're ignorant; it's just that they know so much&lt;br /&gt;that isn't so.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Of the four wars in my lifetime, none&lt;br /&gt;came about because the U.S. was too strong.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-INDENT: 27pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 1in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;- Ronald&lt;br /&gt;Reagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I have wondered at times about what&lt;br /&gt;the Ten Commandments would have looked like if Moses had run them&lt;br /&gt;through the U.S. Congress.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#001fe2;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,31,226)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The taxpayer: That's someone&lt;br /&gt;who works for the federal government but doesn't have to take the&lt;br /&gt;civil service examination.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald&lt;br /&gt;Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Government is like a baby: An&lt;br /&gt;alimentary canal with a big appetite at one end and no sense of&lt;br /&gt;responsibility at the other.'&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;'The nearest thing to eternal life we will&lt;br /&gt;ever see on this earth is a government&lt;br /&gt;program.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It has been said that politics is&lt;br /&gt;the second oldest profession. I have learned that it bears a&lt;br /&gt;striking resemblance to the first.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Government's view of the&lt;br /&gt;economy could be summed up in a few short phrases: If it moves,&lt;br /&gt;tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it. And if it stops moving,&lt;br /&gt;subsidize it&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Politics is not a bad profession.&lt;br /&gt;If you succeed, there are many rewards; if you disgrace yourself,&lt;br /&gt;you can always write a book.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No arsenal, or no weapon in&lt;br /&gt;the arsenals of the world, is as formidable as the will and moral&lt;br /&gt;courage of free men and women.'&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ronald&lt;br /&gt;Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;color:red;"&gt;'If we ever&lt;br /&gt;forget that we're one nation under GOD, then we will be a nation&lt;br /&gt;gone under.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;color:navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Ronald&lt;br /&gt;Reagan&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 0in; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-INDENT: 27pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 1in" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1590837737169654739?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1590837737169654739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1590837737169654739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1590837737169654739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1590837737169654739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/quotes-from-reagan.html' title='Quotes from Reagan'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-428686337404365859</id><published>2010-01-22T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:48:34.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Weather</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, according to our rain gauge, we received approximately 6 inches of rain! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BSF&lt;/span&gt; just after 2 p.m., it was coming down so hard that I took off my socks &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tennies&lt;/span&gt;, rolled up my jean legs, left all my stuff inside Mini &amp;amp; waded to the house. Since I was already drenched (Drenched, I say!) I took the opportunity to clear leaves so the water would flow off of the parking slab then dashed indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashing &amp;amp; booming = unplugging of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pcs&lt;/span&gt; but here we are safely online today. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dug-out runoff, gutters and drain mesh all filled up with more leaves and began overflowing so the foyer flooded but only for a little while and we had towels at the ready.  The spot on the roof that leaks when the wind blows hard in just the right direction was hit by wind and rain in just the right direction so we had water dripping from above &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;awa&lt;/span&gt; spilling in under the door but we, like true scouts, were prepared for that also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driveway is rutted and washed out. I've heard the dirt road is rough in places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I down about all this wetness? Oh, no!&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining today and once again we have an island actually &lt;u&gt;surrounded&lt;/u&gt; by WATER. Oh, yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-428686337404365859?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/428686337404365859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=428686337404365859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/428686337404365859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/428686337404365859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/01/wet-weather.html' title='Wet Weather'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4168846226548645517</id><published>2010-01-20T08:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:18:43.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><title type='text'>Training a Leader</title><content type='html'>Three of us completed half of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHG&lt;/span&gt; leader training last night complete with questions, discussion, jokes, a tiny bit of calendar work, delicious hot teas (honey or sugar?), cheese &amp;amp; crackers and bite sized &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Reeses&lt;/span&gt; cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something called a Joining Award Leader Resource Packet that we've never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our troop really needs a shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;Our Charter Organization is supposed to provide one.&lt;br /&gt;A shepherd prays with &amp;amp; gets to know the girls plus provides spiritual leadership for the leaders and moms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaders are only supposed to hold a position for no longer than three years. That can be a good thing. Rachel has 4 more years after this one. Time is fleeting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows frolic. Yes, that did come up during the meeting. No, you really don't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHG&lt;/span&gt; has its own official polo shirts that are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;muy&lt;/span&gt; expensive (who pays $25 for a polo?) required uniform attire but are not available for sale at convention &amp;amp; charges outrageous shipping &amp;amp; handling. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars &amp;amp; Stripes Award has a required one hundred hour community service project that must be completed by age 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHG&lt;/span&gt; Creed is based on the 10 Commandments. I still haven't figured out which goes with which commandment (not that I've pondered for very long...): &lt;em&gt;An American Heritage Girl is compassionate, helpful, honest, loyal, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perseverent&lt;/span&gt;, pure, resourceful, respectful, responsible, reverent. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Only worship God.&lt;br /&gt;2. No idols.&lt;br /&gt;3. No misusing God's Name.&lt;br /&gt;4. Keep the Sabbath holy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Honor your parents.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do not murder.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do not commit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;adultery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do not steal.&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not lie.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do not covet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would you put together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to finish our training next week. Same bat time &amp;amp; place although the snacks may vary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4168846226548645517?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4168846226548645517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4168846226548645517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4168846226548645517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4168846226548645517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/01/training-leader.html' title='Training a Leader'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5393463373939124914</id><published>2010-01-09T00:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:57:33.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible Jump Rope Dancing</title><content type='html'>Got this link from the guy I used to work for at the Rodeo selling hat pins &amp;amp; belt buckles. He once paid me with a hundred dollar bill then asked me if I was going to frame it. Cool idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY! I was spending that puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, about &lt;a href="http://a.blip.tv/scripts/flash/showplayer.swf?file=http%3A%2F%2Fblip.tv%2Frss%2Fflash%2F1826380&amp;amp;showplayerpath=http%3A%2F%2Fblip.tv/scripts/flash/showplayer.swf&amp;amp;feedurl=http://soonereyo.blip.tv/rss/flash&amp;amp;brandname=blip.tv&amp;amp;brandlink=http://blip.tv/%3Futm_source%3Dbrandlink&amp;amp;enablejs=true"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;: The jump-roping group is called Kings Firecrackers. It was taped during half-time at an Army/Navy Basketball Game in Ohio - part of the fun was seeing how the crowd enjoyed the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see you try jumping rope like this. Go ahead. Pick a song you like &amp;amp; hop away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you could do it. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5393463373939124914?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5393463373939124914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5393463373939124914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5393463373939124914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5393463373939124914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/01/incredible-jump-rope-dancing.html' title='Incredible Jump Rope Dancing'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-9147229847854046880</id><published>2010-01-05T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:24:22.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BAAAAAACK</title><content type='html'>At least that's the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told some friends that my brain is tired. It had some nice R &amp;amp; R in AL visitin' with my mama. Now it's just a bit chilly. Are temps in FL supposed to get below freezing? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2010. God bless the USA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-9147229847854046880?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9147229847854046880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=9147229847854046880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/9147229847854046880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/9147229847854046880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-baaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m BAAAAAACK'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4425092007063614554</id><published>2009-11-20T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:35:13.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Gutter Bookshelves</title><content type='html'>The librarian in me loves this creative idea while the practical me says "that'd take WAY to many rain gutters to hold my books! Excellent presentation though. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://designdazzle.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-gutter-bookshelves.html"&gt;Rain Gutter bookshelves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4425092007063614554?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4425092007063614554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4425092007063614554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4425092007063614554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4425092007063614554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain-gutter-bookshelves.html' title='Rain Gutter Bookshelves'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-8534475225134971370</id><published>2009-10-30T09:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:45:08.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>19 Reasons to Love Andrew</title><content type='html'>1. Walks with the Lord &amp;amp; studies His Word&lt;br /&gt;2. He was a sweet baby. And cute too as you can see &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-18th-andrew.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. He arrived right on time! And still hates to be late.&lt;br /&gt;4. Wonderful sense of humor &amp;amp; fun&lt;br /&gt;5. Ace's most handsome pet guy/snake-handler extraordinaire&lt;br /&gt;6. Tallness&lt;br /&gt;7. Energetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SurnUF2A7lI/AAAAAAAAB4g/TsJf5Jw6d9E/s1600-h/IMG_5579.JPG"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398381435709091410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SurnUF2A7lI/AAAAAAAAB4g/TsJf5Jw6d9E/s200/IMG_5579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Competitive - and loves to PLAY&lt;br /&gt;9. Football &amp;amp; basketball fan &amp;amp; player; supports his teams &amp;amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;10. Good student&lt;br /&gt;11. Excellent eater - Pizza is his fav and he works tomorrow &gt;&gt; hint, hint&lt;br /&gt;12. Great hair (says his barber)&lt;br /&gt;13. Has always been a fab sleeper &gt; would barely stir in his crib for those middle of the night feedings. Don't forget who was there for you, babe.&lt;br /&gt;14. Contemplative yet laid-back&lt;br /&gt;15. Participatory&lt;br /&gt;16. Chews on concepts until he knows what he believes, then stands there firmly.&lt;br /&gt;17. Thrifty yet generous&lt;br /&gt;18. Loves his family (great hugger)&lt;br /&gt;19. Uncomplaining - For example, he will not complain about this potentially embarrassing post in which so many of his wonderful qualities are laid bare for the public to peruse... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Andrew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-8534475225134971370?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8534475225134971370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=8534475225134971370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8534475225134971370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8534475225134971370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/10/19-reasons-to-love-andrew.html' title='19 Reasons to Love Andrew'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SurnUF2A7lI/AAAAAAAAB4g/TsJf5Jw6d9E/s72-c/IMG_5579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4439789322219280400</id><published>2009-10-16T12:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:00:02.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gun History?</title><content type='html'>I searched &lt;a href="http://www.truthorfiction.com/"&gt;www.truthorfiction.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/"&gt;www.snopes.com&lt;/a&gt; but found no info confirming nor discrediting this emailed history.  How much do you value your 2nd ammendment rights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LITTLE GUN HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;In 1929, the  Soviet Union  established gun control..  From 1929 to 1953, about 20 million dissidents, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; In 1911,  Turkey  established gun control.  From 1915 to 1917, 1.5 million Armenians, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Germany established gun control in 1938 and from 1939 to 1945, a total of 13 million Jews and others who were unable to defend themselves were rounded up and exterminated.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;  China  established gun control in 1935. From 1948 to 1952, 20 million political dissidents, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.&lt;br /&gt; ------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Guatemala established gun control in 1964.  From 1964 to 1981, 100,000 Mayan Indians, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.&lt;br /&gt; ------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Uganda established gun control in 1970.  From 1971 to 1979, 300,000 Christians, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Cambodia established gun control in 1956. From 1975 to 1977, one million educated people, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.&lt;br /&gt; -----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Defenseless people rounded up and exterminated in the 20th Century because of gun control: 56 million.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;During WWII the Japanese decided not to invade  America  because they knew most Americans were ARMED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4439789322219280400?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4439789322219280400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4439789322219280400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4439789322219280400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4439789322219280400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/10/gun-history.html' title='Gun History?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-105205229133606748</id><published>2009-09-28T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:24:24.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb Memory</title><content type='html'>When I woke him up this morning &amp;amp; told him happy birthday, he did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked for the story about the day he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that he was born  by c-section a week early and  was my 2nd biggest baby at 8 pounds 4 ounces. He was taken away to the nursery while I did my time in the recovery room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stay flat because the meds in the epidural made me sick but when I was settled in my room, I rang for the nurses to bring him to me. Then I waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited. Way too long I waited. Hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I called again &amp;amp; finally they brought this sweet, chubby almost red-haired boy to me.  He turned to look at me when he heard me speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They called you and said you knew me " he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. They came to take you back to the nursery about 11:30 so I could get a good night's sleep but I told the nurse that you'd be wide awake within the hour so she might as well leave you. She just laughed at me and rolled you away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you were right." He grins his sleepy smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then about 12:30 my phone rang and I could hear you wailing in the background when I answered. The nurse said, "You really know your son. Do you want me to bring him to you?" And I told her, "bring him on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You knew I'd wake up." He snickers a little and shakes his head. Surprised that I already knew his middle of the night wide awake habit?  Maybe thinking Mom was cool to know him when the nurse thought I would not, to be right about him on the day of his birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminded him again to get up because after 16 years I also know that he would happily go back to sleep. :-)  I ruffled his sleep mussed hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned that I love that kid?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-105205229133606748?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/105205229133606748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=105205229133606748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/105205229133606748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/105205229133606748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/caleb-memory.html' title='Caleb Memory'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4751554511834639456</id><published>2009-09-28T07:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:06:43.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 16?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SsCgq_FZhpI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/jSFULRtAZak/s1600-h/IMG_7131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386481814684141202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SsCgq_FZhpI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/jSFULRtAZak/s200/IMG_7131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know if someone says SWEET he'll say, "CHEESE!"&lt;br /&gt;But he would agree on the 16 part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to my SWEET boy, here modeling his favorite &amp;amp; newest pet, a bearded dragon named Natu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SsCgqWTHJHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/R2H6KMj0CiI/s1600-h/IMG_7141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386481803735802994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 0px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SsCgqWTHJHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/R2H6KMj0CiI/s200/IMG_7141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to include this photo to show that he will &lt;strike&gt;argue&lt;/strike&gt; vigorously debate with anyone. Even the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I love the one next to him too. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4751554511834639456?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4751554511834639456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4751554511834639456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4751554511834639456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4751554511834639456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-16.html' title='Sweet 16?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SsCgq_FZhpI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/jSFULRtAZak/s72-c/IMG_7131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7645934366773423611</id><published>2009-09-22T20:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:23:54.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>Mo' Scratchin'</title><content type='html'>I know I just blogged about this but if you can't scroll there from here, &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/library-from-donated-scratch.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is what this library looked like to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl0565xUZI/AAAAAAAAB3w/UA_8Q9vSMQQ/s1600-h/IMG_7151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384463367911068050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl0565xUZI/AAAAAAAAB3w/UA_8Q9vSMQQ/s200/IMG_7151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl06TKn7TI/AAAAAAAAB34/LiRkJAdKDmA/s1600-h/IMG_7153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384463374424206642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 0px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl06TKn7TI/AAAAAAAAB34/LiRkJAdKDmA/s200/IMG_7153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my wonderful volunteers worked with me again today then my best friend came to check out how the shelves are acquiring books &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl06o9tLJI/AAAAAAAAB4A/kP9mg9-nvbc/s1600-h/IMG_7152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384463380275604626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl06o9tLJI/AAAAAAAAB4A/kP9mg9-nvbc/s200/IMG_7152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and to give us a ride home. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl07dblvFI/AAAAAAAAB4I/KISQepFvIWg/s1600-h/IMG_7154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384463394359589970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 0px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl07dblvFI/AAAAAAAAB4I/KISQepFvIWg/s200/IMG_7154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today there are over 600 books input &amp;amp; around 400 on the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when a plan comes together. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7645934366773423611?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7645934366773423611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7645934366773423611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7645934366773423611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7645934366773423611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/mo-scratchin.html' title='Mo&apos; Scratchin&apos;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srl0565xUZI/AAAAAAAAB3w/UA_8Q9vSMQQ/s72-c/IMG_7151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-204055389211917539</id><published>2009-09-22T06:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:32:01.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home school'/><title type='text'>Government Class</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of this first Government class, Mr. Cook reminded us how banks teach their tellers to recognize counterfeit money. Do you know? By handling real money, becoming so familiar with it that the fakers just shout out: I am not the real thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly does that have to do with government you may ask? Simple. When you know the truth, you can spot falsehood. Knowing your Bible enables you to discern doctrinal lies. Knowing the foundations of our country and studying the constitution &amp;amp; other foundational documents helps us recognize how our government was designed to run. We will see if it still maintains that original scriptural-based model. I expect you already know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speeding through the history of law and following the Roman and English roads through the Magna Carta, Model Parliament, Petition of Rights, Glorious Revolution, English Bill of Rights, House of Burgesses, the Mayflower Compact and the Great Awakening brought us to the Declaration of Independence and formation of a Federal Democratic Republic, Mr. Cook gave us a break then expounded on political parties so that the group could form parties in order to convene a nominating convention at our next meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dads were encouraged to seek the highest office and since as Christians we all have the same core values on the heavy issues, to base party platform planks on creating a new national holiday, an ethnically themed snack, creating a homework policy and answer the testing question: do we have them and how many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room buzzed with around 30 voices offering opinions and suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;Final tally: 3 parties.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Stanley &amp;amp; Mr. Stallings heading up the Freedom Ice Cream Party&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Thompson &amp;amp; Mr. Handley running under the Patriotic Pizza Party Phlag&lt;br /&gt;and Mr. Geiger, as the Third Party (the name they chose) candidate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say I forgot my camera, BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srivzl1MqTI/AAAAAAAAB3o/BjbOu1CfqbI/s1600-h/DSC01331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384246655384856882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srivzl1MqTI/AAAAAAAAB3o/BjbOu1CfqbI/s200/DSC01331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we participated in this class in 2005 too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-204055389211917539?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/204055389211917539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=204055389211917539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/204055389211917539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/204055389211917539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/government-class.html' title='Government Class'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Srivzl1MqTI/AAAAAAAAB3o/BjbOu1CfqbI/s72-c/DSC01331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4050214188626889323</id><published>2009-09-20T21:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:04:38.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>Scratching Along, Library part 2</title><content type='html'>Work needed, in no specific order:&lt;br /&gt;Sort materials &gt; started by other folks there &amp;amp; continued by us.&lt;br /&gt;Input media info into the program &gt; currently my baby.&lt;br /&gt;Process for check out &gt; all hands welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another item important to a guy in charge was for books to be on the shelves (the donor may want a photo) so some of the organizers made use of the available space - and notice two round library tables with chairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVNqSsM7I/AAAAAAAAB3g/1uA4ho23-9I/s1600-h/IMG_7087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383724835235705778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVNqSsM7I/AAAAAAAAB3g/1uA4ho23-9I/s200/IMG_7087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A homeschooing benefit is being able to take school with us wherever we go. Here my favorite two students are flying through their work, completing all they brought in under two hours. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVNGImLYI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/lzJhqLYK7Ik/s1600-h/IMG_7089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383724825529691522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVNGImLYI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/lzJhqLYK7Ik/s200/IMG_7089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And beneficial:&lt;br /&gt;Instant volunteer labor for me!&lt;br /&gt;They went to work sorting, stamping and attaching spine labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVMkcVHeI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Rymn-_b2BSQ/s1600-h/IMG_7090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383724816485653986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVMkcVHeI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Rymn-_b2BSQ/s200/IMG_7090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They only &lt;strike&gt;whined&lt;/strike&gt; complained a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next time we came, they brought more school work to do. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVME2DiLI/AAAAAAAAB3I/SazwaSrfkYo/s1600-h/IMG_7086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383724808003618994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVME2DiLI/AAAAAAAAB3I/SazwaSrfkYo/s200/IMG_7086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't all those books on the shelves look good?&lt;br /&gt;They'll look even better when they're ready to check out.&lt;br /&gt;The ones on the cart are in the pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the desk near the front? That's the official librarian post. I'm still happy losing everything on this long table though. It's a good work site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to share up-to-date photos after our next visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't get yer knickers in a knot, Peggy! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4050214188626889323?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4050214188626889323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4050214188626889323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4050214188626889323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4050214188626889323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/scratching-along-library-part-2.html' title='Scratching Along, Library part 2'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrbVNqSsM7I/AAAAAAAAB3g/1uA4ho23-9I/s72-c/IMG_7087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-8072667690008149229</id><published>2009-09-19T10:33:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:10:37.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>A Library from Donated Scratch</title><content type='html'>Well over a year ago, I told a friend who works for a non-profit that I would be happy to help with the setting up of their library. They had many donated books, a computer &amp;amp; a room plus a company had promised to provide shelving but had yet to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer someone (else I believe) donated those shelves! My friend told me they would put them together &amp;amp; then I could come work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrTt_kogFcI/AAAAAAAAB2w/YHhpKzkme2E/s1600-h/IMG_6416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383189131035678146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrTt_kogFcI/AAAAAAAAB2w/YHhpKzkme2E/s200/IMG_6416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first sight of the library. Look at all the welcoming space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the various boxes and piles of books? Wouldn't it be fantastic if there were some organization inherent in that apparent disarray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful idea? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Reality? Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrTt_I0rNfI/AAAAAAAAB2o/NeIyDwd-pf8/s1600-h/IMG_6418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383189123570546162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 0px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrTt_I0rNfI/AAAAAAAAB2o/NeIyDwd-pf8/s200/IMG_6418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See my friend peeping over the wall? She was concerned that I'd scream &amp;amp; run. :-)&lt;br /&gt;She's obviously never seen my children's bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That is on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrTt-3-NNiI/AAAAAAAAB2g/7Xf2x2d_ok8/s1600-h/IMG_6419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383189119047120418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrTt-3-NNiI/AAAAAAAAB2g/7Xf2x2d_ok8/s200/IMG_6419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the workspace where most of 2 days was spent just getting the bugs out of the programs. I got to experience the amazing remote computer controller as the software tech guy ("Hmm. That's not supposed to do that...") investigated the problem while I worked on organizing some books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Mutter, mutter, mutter"&lt;br /&gt;Me, phone in one hand to ear; mind, eyes &amp;amp; other hand on books, "Did you say something to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great fun.&lt;br /&gt;You should try it sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-8072667690008149229?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8072667690008149229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=8072667690008149229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8072667690008149229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8072667690008149229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/library-from-donated-scratch.html' title='A Library from Donated Scratch'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SrTt_kogFcI/AAAAAAAAB2w/YHhpKzkme2E/s72-c/IMG_6416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3394031550277140833</id><published>2009-09-18T08:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:43:38.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Study Fellowship'/><title type='text'>Jump In</title><content type='html'>I figured that with as busy as our summer turned out to be, that life would slow down some with the arrival of official school days. Surely it has, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One new thing on my agenda is for me alone. Sound selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the grace of God, everyone around me should benefit as He (Lord willing) works to mold me into the likeness of His precious Son. That is my prayer. Yours too? Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one new thing?&lt;br /&gt;It's a returning thing for me: Bible Study Fellowship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never heard of it? It's been around for YEARS. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;50 years&lt;/span&gt; is being celebrated with a gala in it's headquarters city of San Antonio in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members meet weekly during the school year for music, lecture and a small group discussion then take home a packet with notes and questions aimed at the Bible study passages to be completed prior to the next meeting. If you don't write down your answers to the questions (in the tiny spaces provided) you may not comment during small group time. Incentive for talkers like me! :-)&lt;br /&gt;Members are not allowed to use study materials other than their Bibles. We are not allowed to discuss our churches, politics or negative family matters in meetings; our focus is to be on the Word &amp;amp; the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a site &lt;a href="http://www.bsfinternational.org/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in for parts of 3 years while dealing with babies &amp;amp; Stan's changeable work schedule in San Antonio: Genesis, Israel and the minor prophets &amp;amp; the life &amp;amp; letters of Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in a group, carpooling to the mtgs with some church friends &amp;amp; excited about the study of the gospel of John plus (new this year) First John. And next year they start a brand new study of Isaiah which will make it an eight year rotation rather than seven. What a great way to celebrate a 50th birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3394031550277140833?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3394031550277140833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3394031550277140833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3394031550277140833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3394031550277140833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/jump-in.html' title='Jump In'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5327067501874787644</id><published>2009-09-10T08:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:51:09.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>Warning: Guard Snake on Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6jSh1dpI/AAAAAAAAB1A/o9e5Rwqs-0o/s1600-h/IMG_6979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362233053025760914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6jSh1dpI/AAAAAAAAB1A/o9e5Rwqs-0o/s200/IMG_6979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew took Slick out of his tank the other day.&lt;br /&gt;It's been months since he's been out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6jG_IntI/AAAAAAAAB04/zuJGbPaNBJI/s1600-h/IMG_6980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362233049927425746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6jG_IntI/AAAAAAAAB04/zuJGbPaNBJI/s200/IMG_6980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reason is because Slick is so curious and active. He alertly keeps his eyes on movement inside and outside his tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6i5y4qBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/kkNM73r9FUs/s1600-h/IMG_6981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362233046386386962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6i5y4qBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/kkNM73r9FUs/s200/IMG_6981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It takes a lot of nerve to grab a snake who is warily watching you, moving toward your hands to investigate, potentially ready to strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6ijxaUII/AAAAAAAAB0o/k4J_DyUpudA/s1600-h/IMG_6984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362233040474624130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6ijxaUII/AAAAAAAAB0o/k4J_DyUpudA/s200/IMG_6984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A bite from this 4.5 ft. yellow rat would hurt, most likely even break the skin but we know he probably would NOT bite. This we tell our pounding heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6iRTt2jI/AAAAAAAAB0g/U3q7UKKLWyQ/s1600-h/IMG_6988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362233035518237234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6iRTt2jI/AAAAAAAAB0g/U3q7UKKLWyQ/s200/IMG_6988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slick did well for Andrew so I took a turn too. And Slick only opened his mouth enough to stick his tongue out at us. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5327067501874787644?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5327067501874787644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5327067501874787644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5327067501874787644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5327067501874787644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/warning-guard-snake-on-duty.html' title='Warning: Guard Snake on Duty'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp6jSh1dpI/AAAAAAAAB1A/o9e5Rwqs-0o/s72-c/IMG_6979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5648417750114855672</id><published>2009-09-09T07:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:26:14.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>21 is OLD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SqeYgMSCfzI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/NglhZLCvKXY/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379435958737469234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SqeYgMSCfzI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/NglhZLCvKXY/s200/IMG_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has to work all day today so if you get a chance, stop by &amp;amp; wish him a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5648417750114855672?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5648417750114855672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5648417750114855672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5648417750114855672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5648417750114855672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-is-old.html' title='21 is OLD.'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SqeYgMSCfzI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/NglhZLCvKXY/s72-c/IMG_0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-6015719042726054814</id><published>2009-08-31T21:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:33:40.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I Did</title><content type='html'>I know you are wondering if I finished &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0785263551/ref=ed_oe_h_olp"&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful by Angela Hunt&lt;/a&gt; since I was dragging you along, chapter by chapter until I &lt;strike&gt;dropped you&lt;/strike&gt; stopped posting about it. I admit that I found the first few chapters more profound and applicable in my life - perhaps I haven't applied the early truths well enough to fully appreciate the end of the book. Let me know what you think after you read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You've not purchased your own copy yet? Never fear, it will be available soon in the church library. Stacy asked to borrow MY copy - not sure if she was hoping for juicy margin notes, a quickly available read or no late notice if she keeps it over two weeks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newest news: The month is no longer in question because THE DATE HAS BEEN SET! The church has been reserved. The PERFECT DRESS has been FOUND &amp;amp; ordered. The Mother of the Groom's dress has been viewed &amp;amp; approved. No, I'm not getting a new one but I will want some new shoes. Shooooooppiiiiiiinnnnnnnnng.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have to dress my handsome hubby, 2 groomsmen &amp;amp; a maid of honor - not to mention the Groom himself, but I'm sure the bride2B has a good idea what she's looking for there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarification: She's found what she's looking for, just gotta choose his duds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 mothers with their 2 daughters will be meeting for lunch later this week to discuss "what our kids have been planning".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention the date? Oh, you must not be on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;May 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Mark your calender!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-6015719042726054814?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6015719042726054814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=6015719042726054814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6015719042726054814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6015719042726054814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-i-did.html' title='Yes, I Did'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-9206591424038096166</id><published>2009-08-25T04:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:10:12.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Life is Zooming Along</title><content type='html'>Missed me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is officially (meaning we are now doing the recordkeeping) well underway in our home-school. Caleb &amp;amp; Rachel are zooming along in the FLVS classes they started in July. Rachel is 25% completed &amp;amp; still has a 100 average in keyboarding. Caleb is also doing very well in Web Design &amp;amp; is ahead of pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we added in a new subject or activity each day, everything but science. With all the wildlife living in the house, science is hands-on every day. For example, on Sunday, Andrew procured for Caleb a female bearded lizard (in my mind the bearded lady - Can you believe that he didn't think "Lady" was a good name?) for whom he had to build a habitat &amp;amp; research a menu &gt; we dug maggots out of the compost bin. That sounds like science to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current critter list: 3 cats, 1 dog, 1 bunny, 2 parakeets, 1 tarantula, 1 bearded dragon, 6 snakes (3 rat, 2 corn, 1 rosy boa) BUT two of the rat snakes showed up just within the last week - one in my foyer, yes (sigh) another home invasion, &amp;amp; will not be permanent in-house residents. I'm taking them to visit a friend's home today to see if one will be adopted by her son. The other will be returned to the wild after being instructed to stay away from ceramic tile floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my kids head off to college today - leaving home about the same time but headed in opposite directions. PTL they are commuting &amp;amp; not yet moving away, although Jacob &amp;amp; Maryn have been discussing the "M" word and are much closer to setting a date. Yes, I realize that would most definitely involve a move rather than a commute. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you anticipating the "M", they are examining the pros &amp;amp; cons of August vs. May in relation to college, college funding and Big Creek Missions which may or may not be a part of their next year. Can YOU imagine being married &amp;amp; sleeping at the opposite end of the gym as your new spouse-i-poo for 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the questions I leave you with are these:&lt;br /&gt;Will the little rat get adopted &amp;amp; live a life of luxury?&lt;br /&gt;Is August or May the better "M"onth?&lt;br /&gt;What adventures will be experienced this school year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-9206591424038096166?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9206591424038096166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=9206591424038096166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/9206591424038096166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/9206591424038096166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/missed-me-education-is-officially.html' title='Life is Zooming Along'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7511594703247286251</id><published>2009-08-18T07:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T07:14:00.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Or the Older Sister?</title><content type='html'>Chapter 6 in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0785263551/ref=ed_oe_h_olp"&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful by Angela Hunt&lt;/a&gt; makes personal Luke 15: 11-32, what is commonly referred to as the Parable of the Prodigal Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to agree with Wendy who said at the Prayer Retreat, "I always thought I was the prodigal son then found out I was the elder brother!"&lt;br /&gt;BTW, another prayer retreat/book connection. God thinks of EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Believe it or not, being the elder brother can sometimes take us farther from&lt;br /&gt;God's heart than being the prodigal.&lt;/blockquote&gt;OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is something inside us elder-brother types that believes if we can&lt;br /&gt;just keep all the rules, make wise choices, and live sacrificially, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;That's what God requires and, boom, we're in the club. He must surely approve of&lt;br /&gt;our efforts. He must be more pleased with us than those scalawags who come and&lt;br /&gt;go. We are as loyal as the day is long. We're proud of our humility and service.&lt;br /&gt;We don't quite understand why everyone can't choose as we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gross. describing my elder-brother tendencies makes me feel queasy. It's&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortable when these truths hit so close to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The prodigal knew he was a sinner BUT the elder brother could&lt;br /&gt;not see his own sinfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The elder brother thought the Father loved him because he was&lt;br /&gt;so hardworking and faithful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the elder brother had not known grace, he was not able&lt;br /&gt;to extend grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The elder brother was bound by unforgiveness. &gt; You and I&lt;br /&gt;will never be asked to forgive someone more than we have already been forgiven&lt;br /&gt;by God. Kind of puts it all in perspective, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The elder brother didn't know that he had always possessed the&lt;br /&gt;riches of his Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The elder brother didn't hear the music with his heart. He&lt;br /&gt;didn't know he'd been invited to the dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elder brother...feels like the victim and wonders why the prodigal&lt;br /&gt;seems to be getting a break while he stayed home and can't seem to get anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;His self-righteousness is fueled by fear, pain and sorrow; &lt;u&gt;not trusting&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;motives&lt;/u&gt; of the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wrestled with God?&lt;br /&gt;(Wendy brought this up at the prayer retreat also when talking about Jacob. !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all night wrestling match that I remember most vividly dealt with this issue of trust, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;succinctly&lt;/span&gt; put, "How can I trust You with my children knowing first hand that you let bad, painful things happen to Your children?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We forget that He understands. Angela reminds us of these verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 53:3 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was despised and rejected by men, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a Man of Sorrows, and familiar with suffering. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like one from whom men hide their faces &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was despised, and we esteemed Him not. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 Surely He took up our infirmities &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and carried our sorrows, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet we considered Him stricken by God, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;smitten by Him, and afflicted. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 But He was pierced for our transgressions, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was crushed for our iniquities; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and by His wounds we are healed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 We all, like sheep, have gone astray, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;each of us has turned to his own way; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the LORD has laid on Him &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the iniquity of us all. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 He was oppressed and afflicted, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet He did not open his mouth; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was led like a lamb to the slaughter, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and as a sheep before her shearers is silent, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so He did not open his mouth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12b For he bore the sin of many, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and made intercession for the transgressors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Whether you find yourself as the prodigal or the elder brother, the answer is the same. Take everything that keeps you from His arms to the cross and leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep taking them there until they are no longer yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace is the hand of God that reaches into the fire and rescues us from above. Grace is the reason [we] can hold up our heads and return to the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace is having been the prodigal or the elder brother who is coming home empty-handed, surprised to find that God runs, scoops you up into His arms, looks into your eyes, and still calls you beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, show me when I'm having elder-brother or prodigal tendencies. Remind me of Your grace. Keep me in step with You in this life dance."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7511594703247286251?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7511594703247286251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7511594703247286251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7511594703247286251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7511594703247286251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/or-older-sister.html' title='Or the Older Sister?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-635422864971390893</id><published>2009-08-17T07:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:18:30.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prodigal Daughter?</title><content type='html'>Chapter 6 in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0785263551/ref=ed_oe_h_olp"&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful by Angela Hunt&lt;/a&gt; makes personal Luke 15: 11-32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I have started writing this posting, I've had to get off the pc for some reason - which gave me more time to look over the chapter &amp;amp; pray about my position before my Father God. Perhaps this was an area in which He knew I needed to meditate awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read this parable, heard sermons (a couple in the past month) &amp;amp; riviting personal testimonies, seen amazing artistic renderings, cried during the beautiful song and have taught the story in Sunday School BUT never have I so severely applied it to self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What has the Father given to us? Our share of His estate is the wealth of His&lt;br /&gt;grace, mracy , wisdom and peace. Our riches come from His great love, patience,&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness and strength poured out to us. There have been times when I have&lt;br /&gt;chosen to take His riches and squander them on selfish desire. It's a willful&lt;br /&gt;choosing in spite of a "knowing better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I remember some past&lt;br /&gt;choices, it's like watching a video of myself packing it all up, leaving the&lt;br /&gt;dance, and driving off to a place where I am apart from God. I can watch that&lt;br /&gt;video now and think, &lt;em&gt;How stupid was that?&lt;/em&gt; But the girl in the video&lt;br /&gt;looks happy. She's excited and curious. She's whistling a tune from teh dance.&lt;br /&gt;She's too smart to be so naive. She thinks her life in the distant land will be&lt;br /&gt;even better, or that a little adventure will surely be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there she is, trudging through the swine-flavored mud.&lt;br /&gt;This mind picture is almost funny &gt; &lt;strong&gt;pig wrestling&lt;/strong&gt; &lt; until I consider that she was the princess at the ball in all her finery, not at all prepared for nor desiring this porcine closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela equates modern day addictions of all kinds - any habitual sin outside of God's will that is keeping us away from "the dance", to living in the pigpen.&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to see yourself &lt;u&gt;there&lt;/u&gt; now, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love that the prodigal can come to her senses. &lt;/blockquote&gt;The son said to Him, "Father, I have sinned against heaven and against You. I am &lt;em&gt;no longer worthy&lt;/em&gt; to be called Your son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Let's just nail something down right now. We are not worthy. We never could be&lt;br /&gt;even when we thought we might. We are not able on our own. We are not good&lt;br /&gt;enough and never will be. Never have been and never even had a shot at trying.&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason we belong to Jesus - because we are not worthy. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Worthy is the Lamb Who was slain!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing that, unworthy as I am, because of the sacrifice of Jesus Christ, when I am a repenting prodigal returning to my Father God, He runs to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LTLGWYskQlc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to enjoy a beautiful video set to Phillips, Craig and Dean singing "When God Ran".&lt;br /&gt;I'll share my box of tissues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-635422864971390893?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/635422864971390893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=635422864971390893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/635422864971390893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/635422864971390893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/prodigal-daughter.html' title='Prodigal Daughter?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7003068981420503165</id><published>2009-08-11T07:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:26:53.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>Whispers of Unbelief Meet Noise &amp; Clutter</title><content type='html'>Chapters 4 &amp;amp; 5 of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0785263551/ref=ed_oe_h_olp"&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful by Angela Hunt&lt;/a&gt; seemed to be written just for Mardy's &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-think-im-beautiful.html"&gt;Leaders Prayer Retreat&lt;/a&gt;. They address lies that we believe (in other words, not believing His truth) which effect everything we think &amp;amp; do then explain how to move from bondage to those lies swirling around in our head to hearing &amp;amp; seeing God's wonderful truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardy's "Magic Formula" for the Christian Walk:&lt;br /&gt;1. Call on God, cry out to Him.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be still &amp;amp; wait on Him.&lt;br /&gt;3. Listen to what He says.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do it: OBEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many bog down in items two &amp;amp; three; then don't have a solid number four to act upon. Isn't that awful? Fully half of what's necessary is not happening and one fourth is based on potentially shakey information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTL we have the truth in His Word to guide us but we must be listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book snippits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If we can't get past our unbelief then we will absolutely never know the joy of&lt;br /&gt;the dance. We'll continue to live around the edge of life, never truly entering&lt;br /&gt;in. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Mark 9:23-27&lt;br /&gt;v. 24 "I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Let the truth of God's love be the exclamation that silences the muttering&lt;br /&gt;in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I don't know how to describe it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Can you try?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's like there are a lot of voices in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's loud in here. I wish I could turn it&lt;br /&gt;down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"You are not alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A lot of people tell me it's noisy inside their&lt;br /&gt;head."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Really? This is normal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Yep, perfectly normal, but incredibly&lt;br /&gt;distracting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then Angela described the "regular pandemonium" in her head which ranged from life noise all around (she has 4 kids too) to the lists of things to do &amp;amp; remember THEN hit the REAL noise - the "unanswered longings, lies we've believed, fears we've embraced, choices we've made": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You mean this is all there is to life? I've wasted so much time. It's all my fault. Who have I become and who is the real me? My sin is too big. My life doesn't count for much. My scars are too painful. I'm an embarrassment. Somebody get me out of here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time is running out; hurry up and do something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The solution to noise? Quiet time in prayer, listening for God's truth. Mardy's items number two &amp;amp; three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Soul clutter is the collection of emotional, relational, and spiritual&lt;br /&gt;issues that we have been stepping over and ignored, thinking we'll get around to&lt;br /&gt;it eventually. Realize that you might have to get messy to get clean, and it&lt;br /&gt;could take awhile to get it all sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clutter happens when an issue begins to get in the way, when the steps of&lt;br /&gt;your soul are stacked with piles of emotions, thoughts and relationships that&lt;br /&gt;need attention. Maybe you've been tripping over them for years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps for dealing:&lt;br /&gt;1. Acknowledge the mess.&lt;br /&gt;2. Realize that you may have to call for help.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pray and seek prayer covering.&lt;br /&gt;4. Expect this season of reconciling, reordering, and repairing to take longer than you think it will.&lt;br /&gt;5. Journal.&lt;br /&gt;6. Allow God to lavish you with His grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 103:8-14&lt;br /&gt;v. 14 &lt;em&gt;for He knows how we are formed, He remembers that we are dust. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yep, that's me. I'm a beautiful little dirt person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7003068981420503165?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7003068981420503165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7003068981420503165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7003068981420503165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7003068981420503165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/whispers-of-unbelief-meet-noise-clutter.html' title='Whispers of Unbelief Meet Noise &amp; Clutter'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1819736417315840861</id><published>2009-08-09T08:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:52:53.061-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>The Other Lovers</title><content type='html'>No, this is not a confess-all. I know you are disappointed but don't be 'cause it's chapter 3 in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0785263551/ref=ed_oe_h_olp"&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful by Angela Hunt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can become distracted from [God's] invitation [to dance] because of the other lovers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed with the relationships God has placed in my life - family &amp;amp; friends keep this walk lively &amp;amp; entertaining, yet, they are only "appetizers intended to make you [ME] want more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela calls them "vessels of God's love". Doesn't that sound wonderful? Sounds like a song - "make me a vessel of God's love to someone today".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expecting other people to fill that empty God-sized hole in our soul will leave us unfulfilled and demands more out of a relationship than people are capable of producing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the other lovers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man, who wasn't made to be &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; can never make us &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt;. He is JUST a man, so let him be who he is &amp;amp; let God fill the depths of our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;other &lt;/strong&gt;man, the dad. "No other man will be able to fill what your father never gave. The only Person who can give what you have missed is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the children, precious as they are, they cannot fill the place that was designed for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the friends. "If I wanted to ruin the blessings we enjoy, all I'd have to do is begin to expect her to fill my soul. She'd feel the pressure. I'd be disappointed. We'd grow distant. &gt; That place is reserved for God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stuff, which was not even made to be a vessel of love. Stuff can be enjoyed BUT our "need for love can never be filled by the pursuit of stuff." It has nothing to do with our soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTL!&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine trying to fill God's place in someone's life?&lt;br /&gt;How draining a thought.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I know I have done this.&lt;br /&gt;"Please, Lord, help me never to do it again. Fill Your Spot in my soul with Your Holy Spirit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1819736417315840861?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1819736417315840861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1819736417315840861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1819736417315840861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1819736417315840861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/other-lovers.html' title='The Other Lovers'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-6528563604833679963</id><published>2009-08-08T08:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:37:04.426-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>Wallflowers R Us</title><content type='html'>Chapter 2 of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0785263551/ref=ed_oe_h_olp"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful&lt;/u&gt; by Angela Hunt&lt;/a&gt; is entitled "The Wallflower Who is Asked to Dance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a life-long Southern-Baptist who danced mainly in gym class that one semester and NEVER danced a complete dance with a partner of the opposite sex, not even my husband, I figured I would not relate well to this topic. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus there's my two left feet and I've always been comfortable as a wallflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you know what the dance is? The dance is your life. The dance is&lt;br /&gt;you in the arms of God gliding around the center of the room, becoming the woman&lt;br /&gt;He thought of when He dreamed of you. To dance is to say, "I can do that," and&lt;br /&gt;then to magnificently step out into the strength of God's call and shine. to&lt;br /&gt;dance is to grab hold of what you were made to be and then let Him show you how&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;em&gt;become&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since beginning to dance with God and getting the hang of following,&lt;br /&gt;I have been learning more and more of His love for you &amp;amp; me. In His arms&lt;br /&gt;I've found permission to ask all the questions that have rattled around in my&lt;br /&gt;soul. "Do You think I'm beautiful?" seemed to capture the essence of my&lt;br /&gt;longings, but more questions have since spilled out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you notice me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is anyone listening to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will You rescue me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do You really love me?"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we taste this love in our lifetime... parents... husband... friend.&lt;br /&gt;But here is the catch about the design of our souls: the love we will know here&lt;br /&gt;on earth will never be enough. We have been made by God &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; God. To&lt;br /&gt;operate with only the taste of love we get on earth will leave us incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;That's by design.&lt;br /&gt;The cup of our soul will never be filled apart from the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet'cha Grandma would even join in in this dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-6528563604833679963?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6528563604833679963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=6528563604833679963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6528563604833679963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6528563604833679963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/wallflowers-r-us.html' title='Wallflowers R Us'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3944853565935853878</id><published>2009-08-07T07:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:23:17.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>"Pretty is as Pretty Does"</title><content type='html'>which is Southern for "Well you&lt;em&gt; are&lt;/em&gt; kind of homely, but try not to think about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My book has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talkin' about &lt;u&gt;Do you Think I'm Beautiful (the Question Every Woman Asks)&lt;/u&gt; by Angela Thomas - remember I mentioned it &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-think-im-beautiful.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;? I perused through it briefly, having to leave it behind at the cabin in Blue Ridge since I chose not to steal it - always a good choice that - but knew it would be a good study despite the non-practical title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTENTS&lt;br /&gt;    If there is a question attached to the soul of a woman, maybe it's &lt;strong&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful?&lt;/strong&gt; When God answers from the depth of His great love, it makes some of us feel like &lt;strong&gt;The Wallflower Who is Asked to Dance&lt;/strong&gt;, but we can become distracted from His invitation because of &lt;strong&gt;The Other Lovers&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Whispers of Unbelief&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Noise and Clutter&lt;/strong&gt; and because we are &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes the Prodigal, Sometimes the Elder Brother&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    To return to the music and strong embrace of God requires &lt;strong&gt;A Desperate and Pursuing Heart&lt;/strong&gt;. When a woman chooses to remain in His arms of devotion, God gives &lt;strong&gt;The Only Hope We Have&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;His Perfect Love&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;A Beautiful Crown&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;   God is enthralled by the beauty of a woman and calls her His beloved. He wildly pursues her heart with romance and intimacy to make her &lt;strong&gt;His Beautiful Bride&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-read the first chapter in my quiet time this a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Psalm 45:11 "The king is enthralled by your beauty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snippets for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When you've learned never to ask, longing is banished. Living becomes more&lt;br /&gt;comfortable when it's shallow; that way we can avoid the questions. it is easier&lt;br /&gt;to keep rules than to grab hold of the grace that sets our hearts free to feel.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If the question "Do you think I'm beautiful?" came attached to my soul, then&lt;br /&gt;maybe the answer wasn't ever meant to fully come from this world. Maybe the&lt;br /&gt;purpose of the question is to take me by the hand and walk me into the presence&lt;br /&gt;of the Creator... Maybe all that really matters is what He thinks of me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read it too, a used hardcover copy (which is listed at $19.99) is available right &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0785263551/ref=ed_oe_h_olp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; from Amazon for under $5 including shipping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've ordered one for the library but this copy is MINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3944853565935853878?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3944853565935853878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3944853565935853878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3944853565935853878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3944853565935853878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/pretty-is-as-pretty-does.html' title='&quot;Pretty is as Pretty Does&quot;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-4861341675258692354</id><published>2009-08-04T08:58:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:40:50.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Creek Missions'/><title type='text'>Big Creek Missions Staff Return Home</title><content type='html'>We had all summer to re-do Jacob's room but it was a busy summer and PTL a wet one - I think we've gotten over 30 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which made it a little harder to get going on Jacob's room. Remember we started on &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/creative-destruction.html"&gt;July 23&lt;/a&gt; by pulling up carpet &amp;amp; removing the baseboards. The kids did most of the painting while Stan &amp;amp; I ran some errands in town prior to my visiting the beautiful Blue Ridge in GA. Stan painted the ceiling while I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sng7_gjX3JI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/s6m0IuWx8rM/s1600-h/IMG_7047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366104918268042386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sng7_gjX3JI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/s6m0IuWx8rM/s200/IMG_7047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it rained every afternoon while he was home &amp;amp; could work on the floor until last Thursday. He dodged raindrops Thursday, Friday and Saturday but persisted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sng7_Os8fLI/AAAAAAAAB2I/wGPQJjujBSk/s1600-h/IMG_7052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366104913476353202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sng7_Os8fLI/AAAAAAAAB2I/wGPQJjujBSk/s200/IMG_7052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those cuts for the closet &amp;amp; door jams plus that small section to complete the wall required precise measurements. He did such a great job. See his saw horse set up on the porch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sng7-pSwZ2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/vUJOP9pMhGU/s1600-h/IMG_7051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366104903434397538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sng7-pSwZ2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/vUJOP9pMhGU/s200/IMG_7051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meanwhile, Rachel, Caleb &amp;amp; I worked on the baseboards; cleaning, sanding, re-staining and INSTALLING in the areas where the floor was finished. We re-hung the freshly washed curtains &amp;amp; blinds too. Have I mentioned that it was Saturday &amp;amp; we were picking the kids up Sunday a.m.? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SngyQg8BpkI/AAAAAAAAB14/ecnHeJOE9OM/s1600-h/IMG_7050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366094215312942658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SngyQg8BpkI/AAAAAAAAB14/ecnHeJOE9OM/s200/IMG_7050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone helped. Caleb was Stan's right hand man with the initial floor installation in the dining room &amp;amp; hall so he was right there to assist with the difficult against-the-wall pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SngyQdVmyHI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ZwtJ6jzb2tA/s1600-h/IMG_7053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366094214346492018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SngyQdVmyHI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ZwtJ6jzb2tA/s200/IMG_7053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stan placed the last piece of doorframe, reinstalled the door and the room was finished. Sweeping the floor clean prepared it for furniture which was carried in &amp;amp; reassembled.&lt;br /&gt;All before bedtime Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SngyP_448XI/AAAAAAAAB1o/XfKnLcqj0wE/s1600-h/IMG_7054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366094206441419122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SngyP_448XI/AAAAAAAAB1o/XfKnLcqj0wE/s200/IMG_7054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We watched their plane land then greated them with, yes, photos! and hugs. It was so good to see them. They had some difficulty outdoors missing the KY hills &amp;amp; speak of returning to Big Creek Missions next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/a/bigcreekmissions.com/big-creek-missions/Home"&gt;Big Creek Missions&lt;/a&gt;, here's the last summer update by my cousin, Kevin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Friday afternoon posted ‎‎Jul 31, 2009 1:46 PM‎‎ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;by Kevin Rogers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon, friends! Today, our teams are wrapping up their ministries for the week. The daycamp teams are currently hanging out with the kids here at Big Creek during the LiveWire services. This evening, the children will be presenting a mini-musical called, "GPS" at the park in Hyden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our construction teams are tying up all the loose ends and are helping close things out for the summer. Our next teams won't be in for about a month, so we're hoping to finish as many projects as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This has been a fantastic summer, and God has blessed us in immeasurable ways. Our best estimates have over 100 people believing and confessing Christ as their Lord for the first time this summer. Glory be to God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank you for your prayers and support. Without your prayers and support, Big Creek Missions would not exist. We are available to host groups on mission any time of the year. I hope you'll consider bringing a group during the fall and spring months to continue building the relationships that have been formed this summer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We look forward to seeing what all God has in store for us . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Until Big Creek 2010 . . . . Go serve! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-4861341675258692354?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4861341675258692354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=4861341675258692354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4861341675258692354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/4861341675258692354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-creek-missions-staff-return-home.html' title='Big Creek Missions Staff Return Home'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sng7_gjX3JI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/s6m0IuWx8rM/s72-c/IMG_7047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1296328555679272194</id><published>2009-07-30T15:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:34:51.286-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fasting and prayer'/><title type='text'>Do You Think I'm Beautiful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsvZUDwjI/AAAAAAAAB1g/fnyVNzLxt8o/s1600-h/IMG_7024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364399298912174642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsvZUDwjI/AAAAAAAAB1g/fnyVNzLxt8o/s200/IMG_7024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early Saturday morning some friends &amp;amp; I headed to this nice place in Blue Ridge, GA for a Leaders Prayer Retreat for Ladies organized &amp;amp; led by the sweet  &lt;a href="http://www.thefreemans.org/"&gt;Mardy Freeman&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsvAxdshI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/nXOl2w0Atxw/s1600-h/IMG_7032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364399292324622866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsvAxdshI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/nXOl2w0Atxw/s200/IMG_7032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were 15 leader ladies altogether: Moms, a single single, pastor's wives, heads of support groups, the wife of a state congressman, etc. Wonderful women who love the Lord &amp;amp; could use some refreshing &amp;amp; stress-free fellowshipping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One component of the spiritual freshening-up was speaking to NO ONE except the Lord before 11 a.m. to give everyone plenty of quiet time for prayer, meditation &amp;amp; reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughing, crying, dancing &amp;amp; singing were optional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsu3jauCI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ovj47TVs2Ig/s1600-h/IMG_7031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364399289849788450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsu3jauCI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ovj47TVs2Ig/s200/IMG_7031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once I got out of this bed in the a.m. I could help myself to breakfast laid out in the kitchen &amp;amp; wander all around the quiet hills &amp;amp; house but was not supposed to even say "Good morning" to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsulteuuI/AAAAAAAAB1I/lP_hKVRp2m4/s1600-h/IMG_7036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364399285060156130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsulteuuI/AAAAAAAAB1I/lP_hKVRp2m4/s200/IMG_7036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my roommate, Betty, which, as some of you who know me well can guess, was challenging to my constitution!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day there during some free time, I looked through the stack of books beside the bed, glad to see them because I had not brought any extra reading materials with me. I know you are shocked but I tell you true, this librarian brought only my Bible &amp;amp; a notebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little stack of books on the bedside table included one Thomas Nelson published in 2003 called "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Think-Beautiful-Question-Every-Woman/dp/0786270918/ref=ed_oe_h?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=A26J6JNN8TGTL9"&gt;Do You Think I'm Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;?" by &lt;a href="http://www.angelathomas.com/"&gt;Angela Thomas&lt;/a&gt;, a title this practical person would avoid under normal circumstances. I prepared to endure the book, expecting it to be so girly I would gag. Surprisingly enough, it was good. Interesting. Funny even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mardy told us in advance that she felt led to focus her testimony talks (not to be confused with teaching, said she, since she doesn't need stricter judgment - James 3:1) on speaking the truth in our minds. Monday morning as I (silently) read in the Beautiful book, I was astounded to find that Angela Thomas was addressing that very topic. So well did the book apply that I, when Mardy breezed through at 11 a.m. with "Good morning! You can talk now!" asked her if she had planted it in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She sat down &amp;amp; listened as I read to her what I had just devoured a few minutes prior &amp;amp; with tears streaming, agreed that this was planted by God Himself for our additional edification. PTL! He is so good to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How valuable did I find the words to my soul? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am purchasing one for the library AND one for me - to write in! :-)&lt;br /&gt;And I can say with confidence that it really doesn't matter how the world sees me because my Father Who made me, delights in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am beautiful in His eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1296328555679272194?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1296328555679272194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1296328555679272194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1296328555679272194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1296328555679272194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-think-im-beautiful.html' title='Do You Think I&apos;m Beautiful?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SnIsvZUDwjI/AAAAAAAAB1g/fnyVNzLxt8o/s72-c/IMG_7024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1907098674815048507</id><published>2009-07-25T22:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:52:39.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>Doing the Tangelo Twist</title><content type='html'>When Andrew was cleaning out his snake tanks last week, I held Tangelo. He hugged back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how partial he is to small openings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0cvJeKOI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/4zX-tHacv_k/s1600-h/IMG_6989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362226343379347682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0cvJeKOI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/4zX-tHacv_k/s200/IMG_6989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise! A snake through my belt loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0cAemFNI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/3SPj324r2iU/s1600-h/IMG_6991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362226330851480786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0cAemFNI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/3SPj324r2iU/s200/IMG_6991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't talk him out of exiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0bmwo5DI/AAAAAAAAB0I/musGNGxPZyo/s1600-h/IMG_6994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362226323947840562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0bmwo5DI/AAAAAAAAB0I/musGNGxPZyo/s200/IMG_6994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the dining room wearing my fancy corn snake shorts ornament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0bdo0wqI/AAAAAAAAB0A/5wNFKiThGUE/s1600-h/IMG_6995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362226321499144866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0bdo0wqI/AAAAAAAAB0A/5wNFKiThGUE/s200/IMG_6995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he wiggled around front &amp;amp; found another loop - while still residing in the back loop. He really looked like a belt now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0bHfbYbI/AAAAAAAABz4/UIliwlWelYg/s1600-h/IMG_6998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362226315554152882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0bHfbYbI/AAAAAAAABz4/UIliwlWelYg/s200/IMG_6998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew listened carefully to Tangelo's tale of being a fashion accessory. The bright lights &amp;amp; loud music were just too much for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1907098674815048507?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1907098674815048507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1907098674815048507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1907098674815048507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1907098674815048507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/doing-tangelo-twist.html' title='Doing the Tangelo Twist'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Smp0cvJeKOI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/4zX-tHacv_k/s72-c/IMG_6989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7362607272248189278</id><published>2009-07-24T19:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:40:00.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Tebow'/><title type='text'>Houston, We Have a Link-up</title><content type='html'>I was impressed this a.m. at the Rebelution site to read about three teen siblings taking the initiative this summer to organize a benefit concert to raise funds for combating human trafficking in Houston . Click &lt;a href="http://www.therebelution.com/blog/2009/07/broken-cords-fighting-human-trafficking-in-houston/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can hear some of you blonds, "Yeah, the traffic in Houston is so horrible, so many accidents &amp;amp; traffic jams that like &lt;u&gt;something&lt;/u&gt; really should be done."&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;We are not talking automobiles. We are talking PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMAN trafficking is modern day slavery. And yes, something should definitely be done about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus my notice of these siblings.&lt;br /&gt;Their concert is featuring not a garage band or two but acclaimed clarinetist Håkan Rosengren, concert pianists Rick Rowley, Caleb Harris, and Andrew Staupe, and violist Luke Fleming, a C.V. Starr Doctoral Fellow at the renowned Julliard School in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;It will be held at Jones Hall on August 29th and is entitled Broken Cords. For more info &amp;amp; to obtain tickets, click &lt;a href="http://www.brokencords.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to home:&lt;br /&gt;Gator fans, Tim Tebow is featured in World Mag blog. Click &lt;a href="http://online.worldmag.com/2009/07/23/i-asked-god-for-a-preacher-and-he-gave-me-a-quarterback/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7362607272248189278?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7362607272248189278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7362607272248189278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7362607272248189278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7362607272248189278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/houston-we-have-link-up.html' title='Houston, We Have a Link-up'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-21851944069210551</id><published>2009-07-23T20:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:47:16.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Destruction</title><content type='html'>I messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no "before" photo and I refuse to put that ugly orange carpet back so that I can take one. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJMw2I5iI/AAAAAAAABzw/c7uW3LXpl2M/s1600-h/IMG_7004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361826946236343842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJMw2I5iI/AAAAAAAABzw/c7uW3LXpl2M/s200/IMG_7004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jacob's room devoid of furniture, carpet &amp;amp; curtains. Rachel &amp;amp; I had just finished pulling up all the little board monsters with teeth that hold the carpet in place from around the room's edge. She was sweeping up splinters and all the little parts of our fingers the carpet monsters chewed off. But there was no blood so don't gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan plans to install wood laminate flooring. I know the concrete would work &amp;amp; may currently be fashionable if stained the proper color but I need that wood laminate out of my workshop so I can turn it into a craft room. 1+2=5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to hide that around-the-edge required spacing , we decided that the wood trim needed to be pulled. I went to figurin' &amp;amp; decided that marking the boards &amp;amp; wall so that we'd know from whence each piece came could make the re-install easier. But how to mark them? Numbers? Too boring. Directions? Which way is north REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hit upon an idea that would make Tom Sawyer proud:&lt;br /&gt;To encourage participation in this portion of room destruction, I declared naming rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJMvkzuBI/AAAAAAAABzo/5Fxq11c4x28/s1600-h/IMG_7017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361826945895217170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJMvkzuBI/AAAAAAAABzo/5Fxq11c4x28/s200/IMG_7017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel loved it! I think she pulled 10 boards before I got back to the room. Maryalow, LaFonda, Cameron, TJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJMWEv2CI/AAAAAAAABzg/O3lVrUWZjTU/s1600-h/IMG_7018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361826939049859106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJMWEv2CI/AAAAAAAABzg/O3lVrUWZjTU/s200/IMG_7018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her enthusiasm so impressed me that I named my first board after her then contributed some fruit of the Spirit: patience, joy, peace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJL-rRHTI/AAAAAAAABzY/askjB-RruaM/s1600-h/IMG_7015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361826932768972082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJL-rRHTI/AAAAAAAABzY/askjB-RruaM/s200/IMG_7015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to encourage my favorite handyman when he gets to nails the boards back on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which will be pretty soon since J &amp;amp; M only have a little over a week left in KY. Remember to pray for them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Stan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he matches up all those boards with the &lt;strike&gt;funny&lt;/strike&gt; creative names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE: This is my 200th post. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-21851944069210551?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/21851944069210551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=21851944069210551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/21851944069210551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/21851944069210551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/creative-destruction.html' title='Creative Destruction'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmkJMw2I5iI/AAAAAAAABzw/c7uW3LXpl2M/s72-c/IMG_7004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3935542349755792843</id><published>2009-07-21T09:29:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:54:05.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>Dragon Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmXHwmWZS6I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tyFpp06k1Rg/s1600-h/51tovyy4SAL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360910569196571554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmXHwmWZS6I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tyFpp06k1Rg/s200/51tovyy4SAL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've just polished off the final two novels in the Dragon Keepers Series by Donita K. Paul and must say that I've enjoyed these allegorical Christian fantasy novels. I like how her varied characters have relationships, grow spiritually, share and learn to live by "principles" based on scripture all while having fantastic magical adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the dragons are really cool too.&lt;br /&gt;Wait - make that HOTT. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmXHwYTM4rI/AAAAAAAABzI/Xn2GwSTIdFw/s1600-h/41JlcdcUKhL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360910565425078962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmXHwYTM4rI/AAAAAAAABzI/Xn2GwSTIdFw/s200/41JlcdcUKhL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I popped over to the &lt;a href="http://www.donitakpaul.com/index.html"&gt;official website&lt;/a&gt; I was delighted to find, not only info on her materials but a library scavenger hunt (hint: these books are in our church library), advertisement for her newest book &lt;a href="http://www.donitakpaul.com/books/vs/index.html"&gt;Vanishing Sculptor&lt;/a&gt; which starts a new series based in the same imaginary land and was just released last month. We don't have it in the library yet so if anyone is interested in donating it...&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Other items to note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her resources section which includes tips for writers and links for home educators&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interactive activities including a monthly drawing &amp;amp; the above mentioned library book hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun stuff including games "&lt;em&gt;for the dilly dallier in all of us&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;a href="http://www.donitakpaul.com/author/testimony.html"&gt;personal testimony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came to know the LORD through the reading of His Word.&lt;br /&gt;Make it a priority!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3935542349755792843?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3935542349755792843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3935542349755792843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3935542349755792843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3935542349755792843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/dragon-reading.html' title='Dragon Reading'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmXHwmWZS6I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tyFpp06k1Rg/s72-c/51tovyy4SAL__SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-337824926844382103</id><published>2009-07-20T08:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:30:11.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><title type='text'>Right Proper Reading Material</title><content type='html'>As I've mentioned previously, I am a church librarian, a voluntary position I greatly enjoy. PTL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have told you that I compose a monthly library newsletter for our church announcing newly added materials, topical suggested reading, media reviews, memorials/honorariums, etc. Have been for nearly 3 years now. Publisher is the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmRhK8ilihI/AAAAAAAABzA/DX_WsdT1AI0/s1600-h/IMG_6823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360516297155512850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmRhK8ilihI/AAAAAAAABzA/DX_WsdT1AI0/s200/IMG_6823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a laugh I had last week when I found our most recently published Beacon in a friend's  "reading room".  You know your publication has "made it" when it is thusly discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was puzzled when I rushed out to grab my camera whilst cracking-up. When I explained my jovialty, she was good enough to inform me that it was located in this place of honor in case they ran out of TP. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-337824926844382103?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/337824926844382103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=337824926844382103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/337824926844382103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/337824926844382103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-proper-reading-material.html' title='Right Proper Reading Material'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmRhK8ilihI/AAAAAAAABzA/DX_WsdT1AI0/s72-c/IMG_6823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-8412487805624799916</id><published>2009-07-17T22:35:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:49:17.824-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHG'/><title type='text'>Last Day of Sewing Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4CSpPPLI/AAAAAAAABxY/v-f9hInDTXc/s1600-h/IMG_6919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359626643563297970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4CSpPPLI/AAAAAAAABxY/v-f9hInDTXc/s200/IMG_6919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where did we leave the sewing camp crew yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pool!&lt;br /&gt;We really did get out &amp;amp; go home.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually.&lt;br /&gt;But we did not swim today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBGuFLi4I/AAAAAAAABy4/Y9mzdAOyEeA/s1600-h/IMG_6948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359636615252380546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBGuFLi4I/AAAAAAAABy4/Y9mzdAOyEeA/s200/IMG_6948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We focused instead on finishing up a couple of yesterday's projects.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Swimming pool opened at noon yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Priorities!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBGUdp2KI/AAAAAAAAByw/uEb8gv4GeUM/s1600-h/IMG_6946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359636608375707810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBGUdp2KI/AAAAAAAAByw/uEb8gv4GeUM/s200/IMG_6946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the girls made full size pillowcases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the drill yet?&lt;br /&gt;Select &amp;amp; cut fabric to specific sizes.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel had cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBF2y5R7I/AAAAAAAAByo/3hLaiRjf38k/s1600-h/IMG_6949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359636600411735986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBF2y5R7I/AAAAAAAAByo/3hLaiRjf38k/s200/IMG_6949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace &amp;amp; Veronica had horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBFRUeA-I/AAAAAAAAByg/HXyYU3H4vH4/s1600-h/IMG_6959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359636590352008162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmFBFRUeA-I/AAAAAAAAByg/HXyYU3H4vH4/s200/IMG_6959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iron some more.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe do some pinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-82MAV-I/AAAAAAAAByY/KHkPve1tgoc/s1600-h/IMG_6960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359634246606542818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-82MAV-I/AAAAAAAAByY/KHkPve1tgoc/s200/IMG_6960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-8s_0jxI/AAAAAAAAByQ/CCFsSYK2RvM/s1600-h/IMG_6964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359634244139519762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-8s_0jxI/AAAAAAAAByQ/CCFsSYK2RvM/s200/IMG_6964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show off with flair the lovely creations ready to adorn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4DvVH-1I/AAAAAAAABxw/1DewGPUA_2M/s1600-h/IMG_6973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359626668443433810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4DvVH-1I/AAAAAAAABxw/1DewGPUA_2M/s200/IMG_6973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms Peggy thought a wall hanging incorporating some squares from fabric brought by each girl would make a nice memento. She &amp;amp; I put together this one for Ms. Linda &amp;amp; sent home with each girl a stack of 6 squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sewing camp homework:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make your wall hanging.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Sewing Camp memories:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-8c8jNDI/AAAAAAAAByI/taTGzwg1urQ/s1600-h/IMG_6954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359634239830832178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-8c8jNDI/AAAAAAAAByI/taTGzwg1urQ/s200/IMG_6954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-campers watching movies on Ms Peggy's portable DVD player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-7uGn24I/AAAAAAAAByA/irXtzDepPQY/s1600-h/IMG_6961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359634227256613762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-7uGn24I/AAAAAAAAByA/irXtzDepPQY/s200/IMG_6961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to use the sharp rotary cutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-7cbsWYI/AAAAAAAABx4/YEClT_XkCIo/s1600-h/IMG_6970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359634222513150338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE-7cbsWYI/AAAAAAAABx4/YEClT_XkCIo/s200/IMG_6970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Linda of the &lt;strong&gt;Sew Diva Kids Camp&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; many encouraging words.&lt;br /&gt;She SAID "no helicopters" to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alleviate&lt;/span&gt; hovering.&lt;br /&gt;But I know the TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;I think she enjoyed seeing the mom's working with their daughters as much as she liked teaching the girls. :-) This camp provided an opportunity for some mother-daughter bonding, and I'm not talking about the inter facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4CD3-siI/AAAAAAAABxQ/GOeTN29FgoY/s1600-h/IMG_6911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359626639598596642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4CD3-siI/AAAAAAAABxQ/GOeTN29FgoY/s200/IMG_6911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Brownies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Christi&lt;br /&gt;And let's not forget the marvelous fruity muffins baked fresh daily by George. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4C45VTqI/AAAAAAAABxg/4VsWEpoPS0c/s1600-h/IMG_6909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359626653831351970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4C45VTqI/AAAAAAAABxg/4VsWEpoPS0c/s200/IMG_6909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New friends to pal around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4DM-6UYI/AAAAAAAABxo/ypL-hk-NwDE/s1600-h/IMG_6977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359626659223458178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4DM-6UYI/AAAAAAAABxo/ypL-hk-NwDE/s200/IMG_6977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewing Camp: $40 plus materials, time, energy, effort and some frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with friends, learning some new skills, discovering part of the Great Designer in yourself&lt;br /&gt;- we are made in His Image after all:&lt;br /&gt;Priceless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-8412487805624799916?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8412487805624799916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=8412487805624799916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8412487805624799916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8412487805624799916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-day-of-sewing-camp.html' title='Last Day of Sewing Camp'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SmE4CSpPPLI/AAAAAAAABxY/v-f9hInDTXc/s72-c/IMG_6919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-9181970027586491825</id><published>2009-07-16T18:40:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:34:38.437-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHG'/><title type='text'>Sewing Camp Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K2VlWNAI/AAAAAAAABxI/ZAdtpKCPsSY/s1600-h/IMG_6885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359225116449715202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K2VlWNAI/AAAAAAAABxI/ZAdtpKCPsSY/s200/IMG_6885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We kicked off our shoes and jumped right into today's sewing project: a cloth basket for the bedchamber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K18adcCI/AAAAAAAABxA/bXP1ZTuGqIU/s1600-h/IMG_6873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359225109693165602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K18adcCI/AAAAAAAABxA/bXP1ZTuGqIU/s200/IMG_6873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Measuring &amp;amp; dissecting fabric into 9.5 X 13.5 pieces - 2 of each, the girls once again chose some coordinating colors and practiced their skillful use of the rotary cutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys, having discovered this blog, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clamored&lt;/span&gt; for some equal time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K1ldVJ1I/AAAAAAAABw4/vfWiVI2v00E/s1600-h/IMG_6901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359225103531190098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K1ldVJ1I/AAAAAAAABw4/vfWiVI2v00E/s200/IMG_6901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys happily jumped on the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K1ThiKoI/AAAAAAAABww/gHT_FWCFxL4/s1600-h/IMG_6874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359225098716981890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K1ThiKoI/AAAAAAAABww/gHT_FWCFxL4/s200/IMG_6874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the girls ironed inner facing cut 8.5 x 12.5, rough side toward the fabric so it won't stick to the iron onto the wrong side of one of their cloth sections. Ms. Linda explained that it would help stiffen the fabric so the baskets would stand up. No one wants a lazy, sleeping basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K00NJA9I/AAAAAAAABwo/WKytMuZfx1Q/s1600-h/IMG_6906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359225090309948370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K00NJA9I/AAAAAAAABwo/WKytMuZfx1Q/s200/IMG_6906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys enjoyed running around in the yard being chased by the &lt;strike&gt;miniature bull&lt;/strike&gt; large dog who lives there &amp;amp; answers to the name of Duke. Macho name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_Gl_YEzAI/AAAAAAAABwg/d6-2qKI4Tpc/s1600-h/IMG_6872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359220437564050434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_Gl_YEzAI/AAAAAAAABwg/d6-2qKI4Tpc/s200/IMG_6872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the girls carefully sewed the short ends then refolded and pressed those sewn edges making stripes down the middle and sewed the open long sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_GljV2ukI/AAAAAAAABwY/MowpenT9dVA/s1600-h/IMG_6903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359220430038547010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_GljV2ukI/AAAAAAAABwY/MowpenT9dVA/s200/IMG_6903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some boys were swinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_GlQoEurI/AAAAAAAABwQ/u9Ys_iJMFeg/s1600-h/IMG_6889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359220425014688434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_GlQoEurI/AAAAAAAABwQ/u9Ys_iJMFeg/s200/IMG_6889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while some girls carefully measured then cut out two inch squares from each corner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_Gk3291NI/AAAAAAAABwI/29UG8GIhyXA/s1600-h/IMG_6886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359220418366264530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_Gk3291NI/AAAAAAAABwI/29UG8GIhyXA/s200/IMG_6886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then pulled those freshly cut edges into a straight line and sewed them flat to make bottom basket edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point the baskets were turned right-side-out through a hole left for that purpose with that wonderful hemostat. What would they do without it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one nameless young lady stuffed her excess cloth into her bag I heard Ms. Linda say, "Don't scrunch fabric! I love fabric."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You ARE supposed to fold it to put it away.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look in my bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_Gkub9B4I/AAAAAAAABwA/FO-3Q311n1c/s1600-h/IMG_6915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359220415837046658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_Gkub9B4I/AAAAAAAABwA/FO-3Q311n1c/s200/IMG_6915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of the moms prepared for the next day by cutting out pattern sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_ECcfUL5I/AAAAAAAABv4/EqOn9_GuUl8/s1600-h/IMG_6890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359217627880501138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_ECcfUL5I/AAAAAAAABv4/EqOn9_GuUl8/s200/IMG_6890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While the girls were cutting and pressing into shape tabs for the sides, chose two buttons to hand-sew on for decoration then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_ECIa1ltI/AAAAAAAABvw/NPug3_jRYyg/s1600-h/IMG_6939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359217622493009618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_ECIa1ltI/AAAAAAAABvw/NPug3_jRYyg/s200/IMG_6939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TADA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The finished (or nearly so) products. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they look great? I know you are wishing YOU had one for YOUR dresser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've made a big deal out of this shot because once again I have failed to secure a photo of everyone with their creations.&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone wanted to go SWIMMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_EBzvmDLI/AAAAAAAABvo/d2IYtRyfNZY/s1600-h/IMG_6922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359217616942927026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_EBzvmDLI/AAAAAAAABvo/d2IYtRyfNZY/s200/IMG_6922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_EBncTwnI/AAAAAAAABvg/qaLmYJOJo2Q/s1600-h/IMG_6926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359217613640811122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_EBncTwnI/AAAAAAAABvg/qaLmYJOJo2Q/s200/IMG_6926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_EBKwmQ9I/AAAAAAAABvY/nGdlVnHcZOA/s1600-h/IMG_6920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359217605941281746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_EBKwmQ9I/AAAAAAAABvY/nGdlVnHcZOA/s200/IMG_6920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_A_D1C6YI/AAAAAAAABvQ/noPzGW8ewlA/s1600-h/IMG_6930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359214271186266498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_A_D1C6YI/AAAAAAAABvQ/noPzGW8ewlA/s200/IMG_6930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're planning to have more fun tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-9181970027586491825?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9181970027586491825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=9181970027586491825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/9181970027586491825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/9181970027586491825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/sewing-camp-day-4.html' title='Sewing Camp Day 4'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl_K2VlWNAI/AAAAAAAABxI/ZAdtpKCPsSY/s72-c/IMG_6885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-1492707494449530017</id><published>2009-07-16T17:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:39:03.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's More to Life than Sewing Camp</title><content type='html'>Espcially for &lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt; who broke down on his way home from work Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days, Stan's been trying to get Sport back up &amp;amp; runnin' from where it died. He's researched, bought new parts &amp;amp; scavenged in a junk yard. He got it started earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;Briefly.&lt;br /&gt;Bruummm. Cough. Choke. Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-dErP_BxI/AAAAAAAABu4/VQNUR8Zf0Xw/s1600-h/IMG_6941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359174785248986898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-dErP_BxI/AAAAAAAABu4/VQNUR8Zf0Xw/s200/IMG_6941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to drive the Beast (I think we keep it as our own personal tow truck) to drag Sport home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only lost it once.&lt;br /&gt;On 214.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part about that was that Andrew had to call me on the walkie to let me know they were adrift on the road since I was looking ahead rather than keeping my eyes on THEM at that time. I didn't go too far.&lt;br /&gt;And I came back for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-dEcZngvI/AAAAAAAABuw/f9VkbFkH4cc/s1600-h/IMG_6942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359174781262856946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-dEcZngvI/AAAAAAAABuw/f9VkbFkH4cc/s200/IMG_6942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The REALLY SAD deal is that Andrew just got Sport home after having major work done on it &amp;amp; our mechanic's job has taken him out of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see why Andrew is not so "all about" Sewing Camp.&lt;br /&gt;But he thought the &gt;$16 he pulled out of his car coinage stash was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;********************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caleb&lt;/strong&gt; is at Boy Scout Camp this week and will probably be greatly surprised at all the cool things Rachel made this week because even though he knew she was going, I expect he's not given his sister's activities a single thought.&lt;br /&gt;Would YOU were you at Camp Daniel Boone engaged in all manner of Boy Scouting?&lt;br /&gt;I thought not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-n-JYEf9I/AAAAAAAABvA/NDJN5lDvwLI/s1600-h/4983_90365920097_557015097_1989610_4873140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359186767704784850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-n-JYEf9I/AAAAAAAABvA/NDJN5lDvwLI/s200/4983_90365920097_557015097_1989610_4873140_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What about &lt;strong&gt;Jacob &amp;amp; Maryn&lt;/strong&gt; you ask?&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you mentioned them.&lt;br /&gt;You HAVE been praying for them, RIGHT? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure they know about sewing camp even though I mentioned it in an e to Jacob. They are very busy you know.&lt;br /&gt;OH! Maybe you don't since I've not recently updated you.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest from the &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/a/bigcreekmissions.com/big-creek-missions/Home"&gt;Big Creek Missions Web Site&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ramblings of Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Jul 16, 2009 7:51 AM&lt;br /&gt;by Volunteer Editor&lt;br /&gt;We have made it to the last two days of missions training for week 7 here at Big Creek Missions. As we approach an overcast Thursday, we pray that God would truly reveal himself in this day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daycamps are planning a wonderful Friday Powersource service for all the kids. If you aren't familiar with our Fridays, we always bring the children from daycamp to our facility. During this time we host a special GPS themed worship service and have fun games for the kids. Tomorrow we will be having a reading day-where we are picking the classics from Dr. Seuss and other known childrens books...we are even having green eggs and ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construction is continuing to have a highly successful week with repairs, roofs, and other much needed home projects.&lt;/span&gt; Jacob mentioned the other day that the porch his group is building is coming along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Community visited the Hazard Nursing Home, Hazard Community Center, Horizon Senior Center, and God's Closet. Our kids really get the chance to learn alot about what loving people in "everyday living" means. Pray for them today-this ministry is hard, tiring, and at times discouraging.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-n-b-8gfI/AAAAAAAABvI/ZJUd1854y1Y/s1600-h/6529_138498100168_746450168_3452559_5775778_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359186772699677170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-n-b-8gfI/AAAAAAAABvI/ZJUd1854y1Y/s200/6529_138498100168_746450168_3452559_5775778_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryn mentioned last week that she led a worship service at a Senior Center and earlier this week she worked in God's Closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is not a doctor but she plays one on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tomorrow night we are excited about attending bluegrass "pickin and grinnin" outdoors in downtown Hyden.Have a great Thursday!~Hannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for praying for them. They have just over 2 weeks left in KY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keep your shirt on - Sewing Camp Day 4 will be coming up shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-1492707494449530017?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1492707494449530017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=1492707494449530017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1492707494449530017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/1492707494449530017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-more-to-life-than-sewing-camp.html' title='There&apos;s More to Life than Sewing Camp'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl-dErP_BxI/AAAAAAAABu4/VQNUR8Zf0Xw/s72-c/IMG_6941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-387003276158137666</id><published>2009-07-15T22:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:09:09.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHG'/><title type='text'>Sewing Camp Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z0OhdAZI/AAAAAAAABsw/qLEGB2OovDk/s1600-h/IMG_6826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889729148125586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z0OhdAZI/AAAAAAAABsw/qLEGB2OovDk/s200/IMG_6826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's meeting began with show-n-tell.&lt;br /&gt;After studying the AHG handbook, Ms. Linda proceeded to expound on some info necessary to secure sewing badges for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get acquainted with the tools of the sewing trade. Identify and describe the use of various sewing items such as scissors, measuring tape, pinking shears, pins, needles, seam ripper, thimble, bobbins, buttons, felt, bias tape, piping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Identify the following types of fabric: woven cotton, polyester knit, fleece, flannel, terrycloth, vinyl, upholstery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did a great job going down the list showing, explaining &amp;amp; quizzing the girls.&lt;br /&gt;There was even a test complete with essay questions.&lt;br /&gt;NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z0szU2UI/AAAAAAAABs4/FObm4liyG_U/s1600-h/IMG_6830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889737276152130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z0szU2UI/AAAAAAAABs4/FObm4liyG_U/s200/IMG_6830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's first project was making a notebook cover. Girls had to measure their notebooks to determine the proper size to cut their 2 pieces of outside fabric awa the "floppy doodles" that fit inside the covers to keep the cover on the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z00i8dnI/AAAAAAAABtA/m5FNcMYJQHU/s1600-h/IMG_6831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889739354928754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z00i8dnI/AAAAAAAABtA/m5FNcMYJQHU/s200/IMG_6831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Securing the top, middle folded pieces &amp;amp; bottom pieces together presented a great opportunity to use basting stitches (item #4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z1HcRX3I/AAAAAAAABtI/EVSNQDykf3w/s1600-h/IMG_6833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889744427212658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z1HcRX3I/AAAAAAAABtI/EVSNQDykf3w/s200/IMG_6833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel decided to pin hers since she's mastered basting.&lt;br /&gt;You think someone would create a cleaning-your-room camp? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z17ixxTI/AAAAAAAABtQ/Hj47wPxTlfI/s1600-h/IMG_6835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889758413145394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z17ixxTI/AAAAAAAABtQ/Hj47wPxTlfI/s200/IMG_6835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once pieces are placed precisely in proper positions you sew, sew, sew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c1XcfJ0I/AAAAAAAABtY/uCeOPrASY5I/s1600-h/IMG_6845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358893047257966402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c1XcfJ0I/AAAAAAAABtY/uCeOPrASY5I/s200/IMG_6845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then out come that handy hemostat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c1r8jdXI/AAAAAAAABtg/SFEnj4MuNEw/s1600-h/IMG_6824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358893052761175410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c1r8jdXI/AAAAAAAABtg/SFEnj4MuNEw/s200/IMG_6824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Linda modeled the latest fashion, a cloth bookmark complete with contrasting fabric highlights and button decor, also known as Project Number Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c1_jGqlI/AAAAAAAABto/OBFfN8ihnSY/s1600-h/IMG_6848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358893058023139922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c1_jGqlI/AAAAAAAABto/OBFfN8ihnSY/s200/IMG_6848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which requires more ironing of those complementary fabric 3 x 9 pieces, once you cut them to size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c3b3JhfI/AAAAAAAABtw/DPJ1fOUl_d4/s1600-h/IMG_6841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358893082803275250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c3b3JhfI/AAAAAAAABtw/DPJ1fOUl_d4/s200/IMG_6841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then a bit more ironing of the decorative stripes.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's me in the photo. You can &lt;strike&gt;blame&lt;/strike&gt; thank Traci. [grin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c3x7xM5I/AAAAAAAABt4/voyZT69pHMw/s1600-h/IMG_6853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358893088728232850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6c3x7xM5I/AAAAAAAABt4/voyZT69pHMw/s200/IMG_6853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More sew, sew, sewing. That's what the camp's all about, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gVO_khSI/AAAAAAAABug/Lre9yUeN7Ak/s1600-h/IMG_6843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358896893279896866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gVO_khSI/AAAAAAAABug/Lre9yUeN7Ak/s200/IMG_6843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe some froggy "rippit" too.&lt;br /&gt;But only when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gUkiqMmI/AAAAAAAABuY/tE8DLB-qqZo/s1600-h/IMG_6847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358896881884344930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gUkiqMmI/AAAAAAAABuY/tE8DLB-qqZo/s200/IMG_6847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the machine has zipped around inside the parameter, pinking shears are employed to provide that festive (and unraveling resistant) border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Linda emphasized that the kids were designing their bookmarks, expressing their creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Q. Did we bring our kids to sewing camp so that one day they will be Designing Women?&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gUYiVcXI/AAAAAAAABuQ/fFq467wJGGY/s1600-h/IMG_6851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358896878661759346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gUYiVcXI/AAAAAAAABuQ/fFq467wJGGY/s200/IMG_6851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of time was taken to delve into Traci's sewing basket to discuss the fine art of quilting. Gnarly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gUADqlpI/AAAAAAAABuI/TBCoBbjYZac/s1600-h/IMG_6844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358896872090670738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gUADqlpI/AAAAAAAABuI/TBCoBbjYZac/s200/IMG_6844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a great time playing in the wet outdoors and inside with Lego's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gTgWuvCI/AAAAAAAABuA/852CWXK9NzU/s1600-h/IMG_6864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358896863580699682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6gTgWuvCI/AAAAAAAABuA/852CWXK9NzU/s200/IMG_6864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we faced the bumpy road home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6hBI-Y5iI/AAAAAAAABuo/uAFB2BuVz2k/s1600-h/IMG_6856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358897647578572322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6hBI-Y5iI/AAAAAAAABuo/uAFB2BuVz2k/s200/IMG_6856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls finished their projects at different times &amp;amp; departed so I didn't get a group shot today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully tomorrow. I'll keep you posted!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-387003276158137666?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/387003276158137666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=387003276158137666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/387003276158137666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/387003276158137666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/sewing-camp-day-3.html' title='Sewing Camp Day 3'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl6Z0OhdAZI/AAAAAAAABsw/qLEGB2OovDk/s72-c/IMG_6826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5037639806527133648</id><published>2009-07-14T18:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:37:36.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHG'/><title type='text'>Sewing Camp Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KW-zIg-I/AAAAAAAABsg/14-AbcLavKg/s1600-h/IMG_6791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358450521571623906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KW-zIg-I/AAAAAAAABsg/14-AbcLavKg/s200/IMG_6791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms. Linda blessed us at the start of the day by reading some scripture from Exodus about the tabernacle instructions given to Moses. She said that when studying this passage she was impressed that wise-hearted women whose hearts were touched were doing the sewing, not just any women with that talent/skill. It made me think about how, when we consecrate our gifts to the Lord, He will use us to accomplish His purposes. How blessed to be used to do the Lord's work, to be His hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KWgLDZOI/AAAAAAAABsY/mxXYoac9vGI/s1600-h/IMG_6793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358450513350452450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KWgLDZOI/AAAAAAAABsY/mxXYoac9vGI/s200/IMG_6793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructed to cut out eight 3 inch squares of coordinating fabric (at least two) to make a mini pillow pincushion, everyone got busy choosing and cutting. Rachel decided to use the horse fabric strips so had to do some "fussy cutting" to place horse heads inside those 3 inch blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KWZ1FBPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/wBPqI8DqU64/s1600-h/IMG_6796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358450511647671538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KWZ1FBPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/wBPqI8DqU64/s200/IMG_6796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ms. Linda used her fabric pen to draw a seam allowance line one- quarter of an inch from the edge along one side of each two block set, right sides of the fabric towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0ILTChcWI/AAAAAAAABsA/JwvmnFyadqM/s1600-h/IMG_6806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358448121823195490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0ILTChcWI/AAAAAAAABsA/JwvmnFyadqM/s200/IMG_6806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls got busy sewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KV-T5K9I/AAAAAAAABsI/Ly3uvvCAzT4/s1600-h/IMG_6807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358450504260725714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KV-T5K9I/AAAAAAAABsI/Ly3uvvCAzT4/s200/IMG_6807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Jacob showed such interest in the proceedings that his mama instructed him in whipping out a tote bag like the girls made yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0Rcxtt6ZI/AAAAAAAABso/7zgTl8bbVus/s1600-h/IMG_6811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358458317719857554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0Rcxtt6ZI/AAAAAAAABso/7zgTl8bbVus/s200/IMG_6811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stuff those pin cushions! Poke that fiber fill into those corners. Feed them until they are full and overflowing - then stuff in a little more.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0IK3_RzcI/AAAAAAAABr4/VhD2W5xIt1w/s1600-h/IMG_6815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358448114561830338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0IK3_RzcI/AAAAAAAABr4/VhD2W5xIt1w/s200/IMG_6815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you have a hemostat in your sewing box?&lt;br /&gt;Me neither. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;It was useful for pulling that huge needle through the poofy pillows to tie down tightly prior to adding the buttions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after noon. Project number one was nearly completed - just gotta choose snazzy buttons to accent the pin cusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN Ms. Linda reminded everyone that they had a second project to sew today so cut out a piece of cloth 13.5 x 6 inches. They scurried to choose fabric to cut then followed their directions in sewing &amp;amp; ironing, folding &amp;amp; flipping and then, tada! a kleenix cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0IKXayw7I/AAAAAAAABrw/AIGGrmVpawQ/s1600-h/IMG_6821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358448105818866610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0IKXayw7I/AAAAAAAABrw/AIGGrmVpawQ/s200/IMG_6821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;If you don't know of what I speak, just click on the pic to enlarge. Oh, do it anyway so you can see how creative these young ladies are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5037639806527133648?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5037639806527133648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5037639806527133648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5037639806527133648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5037639806527133648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/sewing-camp-day-2.html' title='Sewing Camp Day 2'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sl0KW-zIg-I/AAAAAAAABsg/14-AbcLavKg/s72-c/IMG_6791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-6049283474902433155</id><published>2009-07-13T15:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:26:34.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHG'/><title type='text'>Sewing Camp Day 1</title><content type='html'>Recently I received an e inviting Rachel to a sewing camp, suggesting that here was a chance to begin working on the requirements for earning an American Heritage Girls sewing badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"COOL!" thought I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sewn a little in the past but have yet to set up that spot for my machine &amp;amp; materials to live while I work on any big project. Needless to say, I've done very little sewing with my darling daughter so was thrilled at this opportunity for her to learn &amp;amp; me to get a refresher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJwUAjP0I/AAAAAAAABrg/S3FHIcyjSv8/s1600-h/IMG_6771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358027644785082178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJwUAjP0I/AAAAAAAABrg/S3FHIcyjSv8/s200/IMG_6771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms. Linda explained to the girls that they will today create a tote bag using two of the fat quarters &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(one fourth of a yard measuring approx. 18 x 22 - yes, I had to ask someone)&lt;/span&gt; they were instructed to bring.  She reminded them that as artists, no matter how things turn out they can always say that they did it that way on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJwMCsMHI/AAAAAAAABrY/NnaTc2XnS6k/s1600-h/IMG_6775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358027642646573170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJwMCsMHI/AAAAAAAABrY/NnaTc2XnS6k/s200/IMG_6775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel was blessed with some fabric from a friend so had to measure then cut these kitties to size. Ms. Linda told Rachel that she was learning more this way as she explained about the proper directioning of the cloth to determine cuts and how to measure &amp;amp; cut using her cool quilting tools. Rachel discovered that she would have a little extra work to keep the cats all right side up on her bag - one extra seam along the bottom for each sides  of the reversible tote. That's inside &amp;amp; outside until you reverse them then it's inside &amp;amp; outside again only different material this time - oh, never mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJvs3z-dI/AAAAAAAABrQ/rZepmS88Wsk/s1600-h/IMG_6780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358027634279446994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJvs3z-dI/AAAAAAAABrQ/rZepmS88Wsk/s200/IMG_6780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was ironing involved too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several moms (including moi) brought their sewing machines from home so the girls could familiarize themselves with what they'd later have access so they could continue learning &amp;amp; utilizing their new skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know all we moms will be asking our daughters to whip up some great new fashions. They will all become famous designers garnering accolades from around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe help with some of the mending. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJvXJ0VwI/AAAAAAAABrI/HJi8au-n68s/s1600-h/IMG_6785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358027628449388290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJvXJ0VwI/AAAAAAAABrI/HJi8au-n68s/s200/IMG_6785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's smiling now, but my Singer has some tension issues that did bring on some frustrations from both the females that live at its home. Call it a reluctant performer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there were the steps to learn: Put your &lt;u&gt;foot &lt;/u&gt;down then hold the &lt;u&gt;tails &lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt; you step on the pedal Or you unthread the machine and get to redo it OR you build a sloppy rats nest of thread on the underside of your fabric.&lt;br /&gt;As Linda said, "When that happens, grab a frog &amp;amp; "Rippit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJu-Wo0hI/AAAAAAAABrA/W7pnaLvvNtU/s1600-h/IMG_6787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358027621792272914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJu-Wo0hI/AAAAAAAABrA/W7pnaLvvNtU/s200/IMG_6787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lovely seamstresses with their creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason to like sewing: No shoes required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-6049283474902433155?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6049283474902433155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=6049283474902433155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6049283474902433155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6049283474902433155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/sewing-camp-day-1.html' title='Sewing Camp Day 1'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SluJwUAjP0I/AAAAAAAABrg/S3FHIcyjSv8/s72-c/IMG_6771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-8707218921483121377</id><published>2009-07-13T08:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:28:37.155-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy Scouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSA'/><title type='text'>Caleb's Newest Adventure</title><content type='html'>Calendering out our summer schedule, I was so disappointed to find that Caleb would be out of town for both of the camping/hiking/canoeing events his scouting troop had planned. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was &lt;strike&gt;complaining&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;whining&lt;/strike&gt; explaining what had happened to a friend who is also a Boy Scout troop leader, he invited Caleb to go to camp with his troop, which included his oldest son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details, costs &amp;amp; paperwork had to be figured out but, PTL, everything came together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slsjc3c4JoI/AAAAAAAABq4/NqqbLT27vVA/s1600-h/IMG_6770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357915160515716738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slsjc3c4JoI/AAAAAAAABq4/NqqbLT27vVA/s200/IMG_6770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are Caleb &amp;amp; Cody as Stan is about to take them to the troop meeting spot about 5 a.m. Sunday. They will be spending the week in North Carolina at &lt;a href="http://www.campdanielboone.org/"&gt;Camp Daniel Boone&lt;/a&gt;. They will be living in a tent all week, were told to pack everything in ziplocks to try to keep'em dry &amp;amp; are hoping to come home with up to five more merit badges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip is probably a bigger deal to me than it is to Caleb because this is the FIRST time he's gone off for any major period of time without having siblings along. As I said on FB, I expect he will do great &amp;amp; I will greatly pray. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb's taken the kid's camera with him but having seen what they've come home with before, I'm making no promises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-8707218921483121377?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8707218921483121377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=8707218921483121377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8707218921483121377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8707218921483121377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/caleb.html' title='Caleb&apos;s Newest Adventure'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slsjc3c4JoI/AAAAAAAABq4/NqqbLT27vVA/s72-c/IMG_6770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7853442546671121137</id><published>2009-07-11T18:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:34:25.962-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Defiance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We traded in our free Movie Gallery rental for a viewing of the movie &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Defiance". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RATED R = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NOT FOR CHILDREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thankful for our &lt;a href="http://tvguardian.com/gshell.php"&gt;TV guardian foul language filter &lt;/a&gt;but some cussin' was in the translated language captioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pluggedinonline.com/movies/movies/a0004453.cfm"&gt;Here's what plugged in says.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mo' basic info:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paramount Vantage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;director: Edward Zwick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;starring:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel Craig &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; Tuvia &lt;u&gt;Bielski &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Liev Schreiber &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; Zus &lt;u&gt;Bielski&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jamie Bell &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as &lt;/span&gt;Asael &lt;u&gt;Bielski&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;George MacKay &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; Aron &lt;u&gt;Bielski&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alexa Davalos &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; Lilka Ticktin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you get the idea that it has something to do with the Bielski family? Yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bielski are four Jewish brothers in Nazi-occupied Eastern Europe who escape into the Belarussian forests. They emphasize saving the Jews plus fight the Nazis while building a community, a "Jerusalem in the Forest". Facing terrible odds, from without &amp;amp; within, they struggle to survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found the based-on-a-true-story storyline to be intriguing so had to research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlkYg5wEwQI/AAAAAAAABqw/xg-B6azILb8/s1600-h/defiance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357340185271255298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlkYg5wEwQI/AAAAAAAABqw/xg-B6azILb8/s200/defiance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.holocaustresearchproject.org/revolt/bielski.html"&gt;Holocaust Research Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ushmm.org/wlc/article.php?lang=en&amp;amp;ModuleId=10007563"&gt;United States Holocaust Memorial Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From a &lt;a href="http://www.belarusguide.com/history1/Bielski_brothers.html"&gt;Belarus Guide site &lt;/a&gt;comes this quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bielski brothers saved more than 1,200 of their fellow Jews from perishing in the Holocaust - as many as Oscar Schindler, - the largest rescue of Jews by Jews in all of World War II.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My curious self wondered about the youngest brother about whom no information was given at the movie's end so did a little digging &amp;amp; discovered that he also immigrated to the USA, changed his last name to Bell, worked as a truck driver, and was still alive in Florida as of early this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a bad ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7853442546671121137?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7853442546671121137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7853442546671121137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7853442546671121137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7853442546671121137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/defiance.html' title='Defiance'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlkYg5wEwQI/AAAAAAAABqw/xg-B6azILb8/s72-c/defiance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5835102782235698632</id><published>2009-07-09T19:32:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:41:59.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapaYOb5SI/AAAAAAAABqk/1K0MgQN5OCg/s1600-h/IMG_6691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356655077448475938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapaYOb5SI/AAAAAAAABqk/1K0MgQN5OCg/s200/IMG_6691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boom-a-rang Express:&lt;br /&gt;It all comes back to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapZSV0GwI/AAAAAAAABqc/MO7PecELpyA/s1600-h/IMG_6693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356655058688940802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapZSV0GwI/AAAAAAAABqc/MO7PecELpyA/s200/IMG_6693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia themed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapYf5tvVI/AAAAAAAABqU/7w4CUcy7dAQ/s1600-h/IMG_6695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356655045149310290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapYf5tvVI/AAAAAAAABqU/7w4CUcy7dAQ/s200/IMG_6695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to be tour guide for 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapYKgkYAI/AAAAAAAABqM/YeUcGRYnatA/s1600-h/IMG_6696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356655039406694402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapYKgkYAI/AAAAAAAABqM/YeUcGRYnatA/s200/IMG_6696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Jason started the day out in the sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam4-A92WI/AAAAAAAABqE/y7pOKrqgjkw/s1600-h/IMG_6692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356652304453720418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam4-A92WI/AAAAAAAABqE/y7pOKrqgjkw/s200/IMG_6692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The week's slogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam4k-gtOI/AAAAAAAABp8/UZJtMsUG3RI/s1600-h/IMG_6707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356652297732535522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam4k-gtOI/AAAAAAAABp8/UZJtMsUG3RI/s200/IMG_6707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's the first thing you think of when someone says Vacation Bible School?Arts n-Crafts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam4JbOmeI/AAAAAAAABp0/nvpKZfyvXtY/s1600-h/IMG_6731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356652290336791010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam4JbOmeI/AAAAAAAABp0/nvpKZfyvXtY/s200/IMG_6731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam3gJ_fkI/AAAAAAAABps/bpGeK_Ehqr4/s1600-h/IMG_6741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356652279258644034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam3gJ_fkI/AAAAAAAABps/bpGeK_Ehqr4/s200/IMG_6741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some every day.&lt;br /&gt;And everyday the craft people did an excellent job reminding us WHY we are at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;: memory verses!&lt;br /&gt;And application. They did that too. With glue &amp;amp; stickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam3VdVY6I/AAAAAAAABpk/BEp7wgyEOes/s1600-h/IMG_6764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356652276386980770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slam3VdVY6I/AAAAAAAABpk/BEp7wgyEOes/s200/IMG_6764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlajwbrFSrI/AAAAAAAABpM/SKr0noBMkNI/s1600-h/IMG_6735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356648859261291186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlajwbrFSrI/AAAAAAAABpM/SKr0noBMkNI/s200/IMG_6735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible study led by Bro. Jeff focused on Peter - but you know, it all comes back to Jesus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kept their attention by keeping them involved plus kept the main thing, the main thing. Great job, Bro. J!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlajxAD4nvI/AAAAAAAABpc/hhiUd8K8YmM/s1600-h/IMG_6748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356648869028994802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlajxAD4nvI/AAAAAAAABpc/hhiUd8K8YmM/s200/IMG_6748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preschool Missions provided a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; mascot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milly the bearded dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slajw_WPlXI/AAAAAAAABpU/MnzlBUQ18RY/s1600-h/IMG_6709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356648868837561714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slajw_WPlXI/AAAAAAAABpU/MnzlBUQ18RY/s200/IMG_6709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After entering the ship bound for various locations, students listened to Missions teacher, Ms. Cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slajv_ySgxI/AAAAAAAABpE/lPEGPSo5xGQ/s1600-h/IMG_6734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356648851775324946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Slajv_ySgxI/AAAAAAAABpE/lPEGPSo5xGQ/s200/IMG_6734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years' missions project is packing some boxes with goodies to send to overseas military so one recently returned citizen soldier spoke to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VBSers&lt;/span&gt; about life "over there" then a couple of wives shared about the trials of family life when a spouse is in harms way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An excellent missions project, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlajvFI-5hI/AAAAAAAABo8/jecb5kW9LR0/s1600-h/IMG_6749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356648836032816658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlajvFI-5hI/AAAAAAAABo8/jecb5kW9LR0/s200/IMG_6749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel was working with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;preschoolers&lt;/span&gt; so got to visit with Milly every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I included this pic because I knew you wanted to see her again. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladF74rrLI/AAAAAAAABo0/U11VzQ66ss4/s1600-h/IMG_6756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356641532104125618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladF74rrLI/AAAAAAAABo0/U11VzQ66ss4/s200/IMG_6756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative snacks - one of the cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladFdJHdSI/AAAAAAAABos/XgJ2tYnwZ48/s1600-h/IMG_6689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356641523851556130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladFdJHdSI/AAAAAAAABos/XgJ2tYnwZ48/s200/IMG_6689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The imaginative ladies who put them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladFJ5vXuI/AAAAAAAABok/punNrFIQXPE/s1600-h/IMG_6738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356641518686789346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladFJ5vXuI/AAAAAAAABok/punNrFIQXPE/s200/IMG_6738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these were the sheep head cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yummy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladEtwloFI/AAAAAAAABoc/XCjuKoosyqs/s1600-h/IMG_6728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356641511132209234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladEtwloFI/AAAAAAAABoc/XCjuKoosyqs/s200/IMG_6728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladEY3mOrI/AAAAAAAABoU/IH69sW-JhdY/s1600-h/IMG_6705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356641505524464306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SladEY3mOrI/AAAAAAAABoU/IH69sW-JhdY/s200/IMG_6705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedules were reworked so that the kids got to have recreation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;awa&lt;/span&gt; arts &amp;amp; crafts every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBkO4OlkI/AAAAAAAABoM/twu4oCFluEA/s1600-h/IMG_6722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611266272990786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBkO4OlkI/AAAAAAAABoM/twu4oCFluEA/s200/IMG_6722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rainy weather caused the Rec. guys to go to plans B (basketball court)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           and C (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Epi&lt;/span&gt; Center)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBjrjpstI/AAAAAAAABoE/7GcRalCIGtM/s1600-h/IMG_6737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611256791446226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBjrjpstI/AAAAAAAABoE/7GcRalCIGtM/s200/IMG_6737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBjdP2aRI/AAAAAAAABn8/X1lkxGJKPMg/s1600-h/IMG_6740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611252950296850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBjdP2aRI/AAAAAAAABn8/X1lkxGJKPMg/s200/IMG_6740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My faithful sidekick, Rachel got to carry around a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didgeridoo&lt;/span&gt; one day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Musta&lt;/span&gt; been over 20 kiddos &lt;strike&gt;slobber on &lt;/strike&gt;attempt to blow that thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBjDBbBWI/AAAAAAAABn0/KVj3r2zs08A/s1600-h/IMG_6743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611245910459746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBjDBbBWI/AAAAAAAABn0/KVj3r2zs08A/s200/IMG_6743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of music...&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics &amp;amp; music from the past 12 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;' are crammed into my brain &amp;amp; keep spilling out when that section of memory is accessed so I've been singing about Star Quests, Rickshaw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Rallys&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; yodeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBijrohvI/AAAAAAAABns/EBIMIIGsNiM/s1600-h/IMG_6766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611237497571058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlaBijrohvI/AAAAAAAABns/EBIMIIGsNiM/s200/IMG_6766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so glad I could be a part of it this year too.&lt;br /&gt;But don't watch me when I try to do the hand motions &amp;amp; sing at the same time. You might crack a rib laughing. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5835102782235698632?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5835102782235698632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5835102782235698632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5835102782235698632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5835102782235698632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/vbs-2009.html' title='VBS 2009'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlapaYOb5SI/AAAAAAAABqk/1K0MgQN5OCg/s72-c/IMG_6691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5946502069603220047</id><published>2009-07-06T07:08:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:28:42.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHG'/><title type='text'>Free for  Faith, Family, Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC5uVLlNI/AAAAAAAABnE/-7KvC50OT8k/s1600-h/IMG_6572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355416466353788114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC5uVLlNI/AAAAAAAABnE/-7KvC50OT8k/s200/IMG_6572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The American Heritage Girl pledge says it all.&lt;br /&gt;The girls peeked at me as I grabbed a shot as we loaded up to drive to our parade spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC5emKRiI/AAAAAAAABm8/Z76obiTYzW4/s1600-h/IMG_6578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355416462130038306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC5emKRiI/AAAAAAAABm8/Z76obiTYzW4/s200/IMG_6578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which was in the sun. But thankfully there was a nice shady area across the street where the girls could get their hair done - a beautimus ribboned up-do, off their necks. Yay, Ms Traci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC4zlf8fI/AAAAAAAABm0/SUw2ZFjtilo/s1600-h/IMG_6583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355416450584539634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC4zlf8fI/AAAAAAAABm0/SUw2ZFjtilo/s200/IMG_6583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacqui helped position everyone for the judges drive by at 10:15. Ross cranked up the music so the girls could sing-a-long with their theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJShJw_j8I/AAAAAAAABnU/5VKnA7rgKSM/s1600-h/IMG_6606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355433636407513026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJShJw_j8I/AAAAAAAABnU/5VKnA7rgKSM/s200/IMG_6606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the girls waited some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC4psYyMI/AAAAAAAABms/f1hx2aftpLA/s1600-h/IMG_6592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355416447929075906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC4psYyMI/AAAAAAAABms/f1hx2aftpLA/s200/IMG_6592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in spot number 31 and were not at the end of the line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC4B3ig5I/AAAAAAAABmk/5OmRecZZBFk/s1600-h/IMG_6596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355416437238432658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC4B3ig5I/AAAAAAAABmk/5OmRecZZBFk/s200/IMG_6596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel was exhausted from Power Plant but willing to work wherever placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlk2h3hlI/AAAAAAAABmc/hhhbdJnf76c/s1600-h/IMG_6608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355313853195847250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlk2h3hlI/AAAAAAAABmc/hhhbdJnf76c/s200/IMG_6608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd gotten the "forward HO!" call so prepared to move out.&lt;br /&gt;I kept watch over two young girls from my spot in the back seat of the air conditioned van. The view was great &amp;amp; the photos didn't come out too shabbily either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlkpMimQI/AAAAAAAABmU/y_-hodglF5I/s1600-h/IMG_6610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355313849616734466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlkpMimQI/AAAAAAAABmU/y_-hodglF5I/s200/IMG_6610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we were off!&lt;br /&gt;Robert wore his Boy Scout uniform while driving commemorating the Memorandum of Mutual Support which was signed in June at the &lt;a href="http://www.ahgonline.org/pages/page.asp?page_id=74289"&gt;AHG National Leadership Conference in Cincinnati&lt;/a&gt; reflecting that Boy Scouts of America &amp;amp; AHG share the same values. We found this very exciting because in its 100 year history, this is the first partnership of this type formed by the Boy Scouts.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Caleb if he'd wear his BSA uniform &amp;amp; ride too but he wasn't THAT excited about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlkT1j9nI/AAAAAAAABmM/KnychU5eJvY/s1600-h/IMG_6613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355313843883210354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlkT1j9nI/AAAAAAAABmM/KnychU5eJvY/s200/IMG_6613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People line up all along the parade route but really bunch up in the shady sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlj4M2v5I/AAAAAAAABmE/bzf-bQ7VqMc/s1600-h/IMG_6614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355313836464717714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHlj4M2v5I/AAAAAAAABmE/bzf-bQ7VqMc/s200/IMG_6614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel &amp;amp; her partner, Grace, work the right side of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHljpuTcrI/AAAAAAAABl8/QRw2G20P04I/s1600-h/IMG_6636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355313832578478770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHljpuTcrI/AAAAAAAABl8/QRw2G20P04I/s200/IMG_6636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All that smilin', singin', wavin' and decoratin' paid off as the troop won one of 3 trophies presented at this parade: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Best Youth Float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was so funny watching the excited Ms Jacqui run from the front to the back &amp;amp; all around the sides of the trailer showing all the girls, "We won a trophy!"&lt;br /&gt;The Cub Scouts/Boy Scouts won for most patriotic. I knew you'd be wonderin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHhbgVrn2I/AAAAAAAABls/BxpGpoJarD4/s1600-h/IMG_6633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355309294573821794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHhbgVrn2I/AAAAAAAABls/BxpGpoJarD4/s200/IMG_6633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the parade paraded along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice the booths on the right side. I've heard there were all kinds of nifty crafty things for sale but never ventured therein this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHhbHgPhJI/AAAAAAAABlc/lwe9yH5LwH0/s1600-h/IMG_6652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355309287907230866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHhbHgPhJI/AAAAAAAABlc/lwe9yH5LwH0/s200/IMG_6652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade, everyone clambered on board &amp;amp; we headed back to the church to turn the float back into a trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHhaRoDUpI/AAAAAAAABlU/B48HYMX6-2c/s1600-h/IMG_6657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355309273444471442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHhaRoDUpI/AAAAAAAABlU/B48HYMX6-2c/s200/IMG_6657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But first, a group photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, Jacqui was shaking her head &amp;amp; grinning. "This time last year we were talking and having meetings [about starting the troop]. It's our first year and we already won a trophy!"&lt;br /&gt;Her hubby mentioned that the church now needed a trophy case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeBvr0R9I/AAAAAAAABlM/Ww84yUktojE/s1600-h/IMG_6661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355305553481713618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeBvr0R9I/AAAAAAAABlM/Ww84yUktojE/s200/IMG_6661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After quick naps and scrounging up some goodies we were off again to Billy &amp;amp; Traci's place. Here's some guys not yet grillin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeBRnHuBI/AAAAAAAABlE/8gN-OXPPAt0/s1600-h/IMG_6662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355305545408952338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeBRnHuBI/AAAAAAAABlE/8gN-OXPPAt0/s200/IMG_6662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Traci in her kitchen prior to the invasion of about 30 friends (mostly the short, messy sort). Yes, those are scrumptious strawberries &amp;amp; that top plate was soon filled with delish blueberries. Yes, those are ice cream freezers churnin' up vanilla &amp;amp; orange sherbet. No, I will not tell you the WHOLE menu, it would be too cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeAzzgOgI/AAAAAAAABk8/zRAgxyzvtd8/s1600-h/IMG_6663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355305537407826434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeAzzgOgI/AAAAAAAABk8/zRAgxyzvtd8/s200/IMG_6663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before everyone else arrived, we snuggled with some 10 day old golden puppies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJVtFFQluI/AAAAAAAABnc/qrG1EKIO2HM/s1600-h/IMG_8588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355437139843651298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJVtFFQluI/AAAAAAAABnc/qrG1EKIO2HM/s200/IMG_8588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeAZwaHaI/AAAAAAAABk0/VauewOJfxkQ/s1600-h/IMG_6665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355305530415521186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlHeAZwaHaI/AAAAAAAABk0/VauewOJfxkQ/s200/IMG_6665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know you have good friends when they lend you their dog for your nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJVteqNCaI/AAAAAAAABnk/9G9KmtviEAk/s1600-h/IMG_8593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355437146709494178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJVteqNCaI/AAAAAAAABnk/9G9KmtviEAk/s200/IMG_8593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And their youngest for your lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJSghFi1LI/AAAAAAAABnM/NO5yv76mVT0/s1600-h/IMG_6667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355433625487856818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJSghFi1LI/AAAAAAAABnM/NO5yv76mVT0/s200/IMG_6667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope your Independence Day was happy too and filled with the things that truly matter: faith, family &amp;amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless America.&lt;br /&gt;One nation under God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5946502069603220047?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5946502069603220047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5946502069603220047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5946502069603220047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5946502069603220047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/free-for-faith-family-friends.html' title='Free for  Faith, Family, Friends'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SlJC5uVLlNI/AAAAAAAABnE/-7KvC50OT8k/s72-c/IMG_6572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3477220933521568771</id><published>2009-07-03T14:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:15:34.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Heritage Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHG'/><title type='text'>Our Country Day Parade Prep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TRQ54NFI/AAAAAAAABkk/2eDx5UzL1TI/s1600-h/IMG_6559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354308563050706002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TRQ54NFI/AAAAAAAABkk/2eDx5UzL1TI/s200/IMG_6559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the cool things about our small town is the Our Country Day Parade with an arts/crafts show combo. Rachel has yet to return from Power Plant so I showed up in her stead to help with decorating the American Heritage Girl entry upon which her tired self may ride in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TRBiWe6I/AAAAAAAABkc/Fq37oTZQwq4/s1600-h/IMG_6560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354308558925495202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TRBiWe6I/AAAAAAAABkc/Fq37oTZQwq4/s200/IMG_6560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's parade theme is Past, Present and Future. Aren't these signs terrific?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TQ-bX2yI/AAAAAAAABkU/IoVMBJcq6hI/s1600-h/IMG_6561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354308558090918690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TQ-bX2yI/AAAAAAAABkU/IoVMBJcq6hI/s200/IMG_6561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone pitched in: tucking, tying, wrapping, pinning, stretching, measuring, cutting, calling home saying, "Honey could you bring the _______ to the church for the float?" That last one was me.&lt;br /&gt;Three times. But he didn't mind. He's the best. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TQk0CTZI/AAAAAAAABkM/1S5lAmYcY88/s1600-h/IMG_6566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354308551215041938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TQk0CTZI/AAAAAAAABkM/1S5lAmYcY88/s200/IMG_6566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are dresses from the past so girls can represent specific historical women of integrity. Don't recall WHO but you'd recognize their names if I told ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TQbvnQFI/AAAAAAAABkE/choubwgFbFc/s1600-h/IMG_6569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354308548780572754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TQbvnQFI/AAAAAAAABkE/choubwgFbFc/s200/IMG_6569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost finished. In the morning, flags will be erected at each corner: current USA flag &amp;amp; a 48 star, AHG flag &amp;amp; the Christian flag. Some girls will ride &amp;amp; wave while others will walk along with tootsie roll attached AHG informative bookmarks &amp;amp; Marti Gras beads to give to the parade watching multitude . You think I jest? Just wait for tomorrow's pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3477220933521568771?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3477220933521568771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3477220933521568771' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3477220933521568771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3477220933521568771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-country-day-parade-prep.html' title='Our Country Day Parade Prep'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sk5TRQ54NFI/AAAAAAAABkk/2eDx5UzL1TI/s72-c/IMG_6559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-2054067803782378794</id><published>2009-07-02T08:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:18:05.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Creek Missions Update #6 - Halfway Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyzvsexFEI/AAAAAAAABj8/U9q8nH7wldw/s1600-h/5111_1188500749839_1147927938_30541530_8375460_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353851689012106306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyzvsexFEI/AAAAAAAABj8/U9q8nH7wldw/s200/5111_1188500749839_1147927938_30541530_8375460_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/a/bigcreekmissions.com/big-creek-missions/Home"&gt;update&lt;/a&gt;s &amp;amp; comments from my cousin, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/lakerogers?ref=mf"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kevin Rogers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; is so thankful . . . for such a great staff, hundreds of amazing volunteers . . . and the opportunity to serve at Big Creek. Today is the halfway-day of the entire summer. How sad that it comes to an end in 4.5 weeks. :*(&lt;/span&gt; posted July 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 5 - Tuesday Jun 30, 2009 9:41 AM&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kevin Rogers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We are very thankful for another wonderful crew of volunteers this week. From a staff perspective, we're blessed to have so many encouragers this week. These adults and students are full of laughter, joy, and enthusiasm! in addition, their willingness to serve is WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;Today is our first full day on site. All the groups have left for their worksites and are beginning to serve in their areas of ministry. Yesterday was a half day of service. Students will be working throughout three counties, providing home repairs on at least seven homes, providing three daycamps for children, and serving in a multitude of community ministries. Each of these ministries is designed to share the hope of Christ with every person we come into contact with&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyzvpbZVXI/AAAAAAAABj0/wZJyhYq2aiw/s1600-h/4916_132781995168_746450168_3337580_2547417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353851688192660850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyzvpbZVXI/AAAAAAAABj0/wZJyhYq2aiw/s200/4916_132781995168_746450168_3337580_2547417_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Continue to pray for the staff&lt;/span&gt; (pictured - see Jacob &amp;amp; Maryn on the far left?) &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;as they are serving non-stop! Tomorrow marks the half-way point for the staff this summer, and although they are as encouraging, enthusiastic, and energetic as ever, I know they will need that extra "prayer boost". We're thankful for such a WONDERFUL staff. They are a talented crew of young men and ladies. We are BLESSED to have them serve at Big Creek! Until tomorrow. . . .Kevin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do keep the entire staff in prayer. Sleep seems to be the favorite FB topic of my favorite people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Skyy9dytRII/AAAAAAAABjs/e3uTMNMKYzw/s1600-h/4871_1079715601004_1469711609_30241757_4852110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353850826075751554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Skyy9dytRII/AAAAAAAABjs/e3uTMNMKYzw/s200/4871_1079715601004_1469711609_30241757_4852110_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I snagged some pictures from an album that had tagged Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's your typical elementary school hallway lined with coolers for the day's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Skyy9JyfYOI/AAAAAAAABjk/XImDe-3oMsM/s1600-h/4871_1079712320922_1469711609_30241675_5811917_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353850820706132194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Skyy9JyfYOI/AAAAAAAABjk/XImDe-3oMsM/s200/4871_1079712320922_1469711609_30241675_5811917_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photos were labeled "week one", when the crew he was working with turned this porch into a room. J is wearing the green backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Skyy8xGv3QI/AAAAAAAABjc/wZ2fB9Hjp7A/s1600-h/4871_1079712560928_1469711609_30241681_4527348_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353850814080212226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Skyy8xGv3QI/AAAAAAAABjc/wZ2fB9Hjp7A/s200/4871_1079712560928_1469711609_30241681_4527348_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I included this photo so you could see all the &lt;strike&gt;junk&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;treasured mementos&lt;/strike&gt; stuff on the porch that had to be moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's J on the ground. Standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvoCVoBtI/AAAAAAAABjU/jwIEb50UECk/s1600-h/4871_1079712880936_1469711609_30241689_3357304_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353847159393879762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvoCVoBtI/AAAAAAAABjU/jwIEb50UECk/s200/4871_1079712880936_1469711609_30241689_3357304_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First comes the teardown. See J (wearing red) supervising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvoLYKENI/AAAAAAAABjM/V-LnkgA2Xe8/s1600-h/4871_1079713040940_1469711609_30241693_4233991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353847161820418258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvoLYKENI/AAAAAAAABjM/V-LnkgA2Xe8/s200/4871_1079713040940_1469711609_30241693_4233991_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Measure twice, cut once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's J! I figured he'd be doing more than watching. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvnyiWd1I/AAAAAAAABjE/mzE47Je0ki0/s1600-h/4871_1079714360973_1469711609_30241726_2793278_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353847155152287570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvnyiWd1I/AAAAAAAABjE/mzE47Je0ki0/s200/4871_1079714360973_1469711609_30241726_2793278_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There he is wearing green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvniF0-RI/AAAAAAAABi8/-gk_GoIt6-g/s1600-h/4871_1079716081016_1469711609_30241769_1216117_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353847150737684754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvniF0-RI/AAAAAAAABi8/-gk_GoIt6-g/s200/4871_1079716081016_1469711609_30241769_1216117_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the last photo from this job site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't recognize him by now, I ain't sayin'. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvneozMLI/AAAAAAAABi0/6gpBKH1xb1E/s1600-h/4871_1079715360998_1469711609_30241751_5225496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353847149810626738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyvneozMLI/AAAAAAAABi0/6gpBKH1xb1E/s200/4871_1079715360998_1469711609_30241751_5225496_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tuesday Excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;posted Jun 30, 2009 9:33 PM by Volunteer Editor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As we have initiated another great week of missions + ministry here at Big Creek, God continues to do amazing things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Megan's community group helped by preparing funfetti cupcakes for Manchester and Sand Hill daycamps! In the afternoon they spent time purchasing one week of meals for a local family. According to their community group it was awesome to bless an older couple with food &amp;amp; be able to spend time with them also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have multiple construction groups on many different projects. One group is working to repair a well pump-a much needed source of water for a family! Jaren's group is working on a wheelchair ramp while Douglas' group is attempting to tear down two chimneys. AJ &amp;amp; James are working hard on a flooring project with a great family in our community.&lt;br /&gt;This week we are experiencing lots of great projects...but we are emphasizing that relationship building and sharing Jesus comes before any project!! Also, God sent us many wonderful construction workers both experienced and newcomers. We are so grateful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daycamps are reporting great turn-outs this week. Today Hyden reported attendance of twenty children. Lessons are focused on studying the planets and creation this week. Please pray for all of our students and staff as they seek to make impact with Jesus love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are super pumped about the air guitar competition at Night Life! It promises to be a great time of fellowship &amp;amp; fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hannah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-2054067803782378794?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2054067803782378794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=2054067803782378794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2054067803782378794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2054067803782378794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-creek-missions-update-6-halfway.html' title='Big Creek Missions Update #6 - Halfway Mark'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkyzvsexFEI/AAAAAAAABj8/U9q8nH7wldw/s72-c/5111_1188500749839_1147927938_30541530_8375460_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-6211400195021462068</id><published>2009-06-29T08:01:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:29:56.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><title type='text'>Horse Camp 2009</title><content type='html'>I was invited to do arts &amp;amp; crafts at the horse camp sponsored by the place where Rachel rides &amp;amp; where Rachel attended as a jr. counselor last week.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkjCCBebK3I/AAAAAAAABis/ijWqY5OalMY/s1600-h/IMG_6556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352741497141406578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkjCCBebK3I/AAAAAAAABis/ijWqY5OalMY/s200/IMG_6556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I introduced them to a little cross stitching the first day.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Horse tail bookmarks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3: We drove into town to join Ms. Sondra @ Ruby Jane Ceramics. Extra nice reason for this craft: A/C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3IXCLBfI/AAAAAAAABik/2de_3oskKPw/s1600-h/IMG_6510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352729511379797490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3IXCLBfI/AAAAAAAABik/2de_3oskKPw/s200/IMG_6510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 4 I remembered to bring my camera! We decorated wooden frames and made horse stall frames from craft sticks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3IDNLq0I/AAAAAAAABic/iHbOtiCs9cM/s1600-h/IMG_6508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352729506057268034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3IDNLq0I/AAAAAAAABic/iHbOtiCs9cM/s200/IMG_6508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many things to choose from to glue onto the frames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I manned the glue gun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously did not take a photo of myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3HkpbhsI/AAAAAAAABiU/eVYEDQdOiJY/s1600-h/IMG_6509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352729497854248642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3HkpbhsI/AAAAAAAABiU/eVYEDQdOiJY/s200/IMG_6509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel is sorting &amp;amp; choosing. See the sun-kissed face? They rode early &amp;amp; late to protect the horses from the worst heat of the day (when I was there for crafts!), fed &amp;amp; groomed the horses plus swam in the lake &amp;amp; had some basic horsie instruction times. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3HefqYwI/AAAAAAAABiM/s1VEW5Nwdlk/s1600-h/IMG_6504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352729496202666754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3HefqYwI/AAAAAAAABiM/s1VEW5Nwdlk/s200/IMG_6504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seeing this photo, I'm sure you are asking: What exactly are my sons doing at horse camp with all these females? What is in those plastic containers that are holding everyone's attention?&lt;br /&gt;I offered &amp;amp; the girls voted YES to my guys bringing some of their snakes for show-n-tell. The girls started squeamish but wound up all holding at least one of the snakes - the rosy boa. Most also held Andrew's Tangelo, the much bigger &amp;amp; more active corn snake.&lt;br /&gt;Snakes &lt;u&gt;invited&lt;/u&gt; to a horse camp? How often does that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3G6XAbGI/AAAAAAAABiE/Yome92T44uk/s1600-h/IMG_6517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352729486502685794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Ski3G6XAbGI/AAAAAAAABiE/Yome92T44uk/s200/IMG_6517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel introduces her fav dad to Pockets, the horse she's recently been riding the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of camp, relatives come get their kids. It's 95 degrees in the shade and so dry that dust kicks up at every step. But do they pick them up &amp;amp; scurry back to civilization as quickly as possible? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt; First there must be a horse show! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwjpoNM8I/AAAAAAAABh8/EUnI0p3NgCY/s1600-h/IMG_6523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352722283646235586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwjpoNM8I/AAAAAAAABh8/EUnI0p3NgCY/s200/IMG_6523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls who regularly ride at Eagles Rest were paired with camp attendees to help teach them. At this riding display, everyone saddled-up, mounted, walked &amp;amp; trotted around the arena, attempted to reverse direction on command at the walk &amp;amp; trot, demonstrated "emergency dismount" and "brake", wove between cones and "ran" the barrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then campers lined up to show their most perilous trick. The accomplishment of which they were the most proud: Standing in the Saddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwjbZdh3I/AAAAAAAABh0/rFxHB3ObLdg/s1600-h/IMG_6524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352722279826294642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwjbZdh3I/AAAAAAAABh0/rFxHB3ObLdg/s200/IMG_6524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwjEj_CHI/AAAAAAAABhs/_0B5usTwkUE/s1600-h/IMG_6526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352722273696417906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwjEj_CHI/AAAAAAAABhs/_0B5usTwkUE/s200/IMG_6526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwiqHm9MI/AAAAAAAABhk/HRVBREGI7YA/s1600-h/IMG_6525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352722266598077634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwiqHm9MI/AAAAAAAABhk/HRVBREGI7YA/s200/IMG_6525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course, what goes up must come down. Hearts jumped into parental (especially maternal) throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwiRuDiEI/AAAAAAAABhc/ye0rsmfs_SY/s1600-h/IMG_6528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352722260048447554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkiwiRuDiEI/AAAAAAAABhc/ye0rsmfs_SY/s200/IMG_6528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, it was a perfect landing, a "10". The crowd roared it's approval. Horses tried to figure out what the big deal was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the girls untacked &amp;amp; we all went home for showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-6211400195021462068?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6211400195021462068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=6211400195021462068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6211400195021462068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/6211400195021462068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/horse-camp-2009.html' title='Horse Camp 2009'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkjCCBebK3I/AAAAAAAABis/ijWqY5OalMY/s72-c/IMG_6556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-8611865964108798119</id><published>2009-06-27T08:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:02:17.173-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Power Planters</title><content type='html'>Some of our church youth group headed to SC this morning on a Power Plant Mission trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, they are not planting power plants but helping a new church called "The Well" to grow in Greenville/Spartanburg. It currently meets at an area YMCA. Nine churches totaling aprox. 250 people will be staying at Rocky Creek Baptist Church while working in this area but I do not know if all are working with The Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it interesting that the church facilities are being augmented with NAMB showers &amp;amp; bathroom trailers. The kids, not so much. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYYzFvof2I/AAAAAAAABhQ/iICIl6OVRpw/s1600-h/IMG_6532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351992473170771810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYYzFvof2I/AAAAAAAABhQ/iICIl6OVRpw/s200/IMG_6532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew packed the back of the bus headed to 4-H Camp two weeks ago so he's experienced for this job now. Everyone was told to bring only one suitcase &amp;amp; a backpack but also needed linens so pillows and sleeping bags were stuffed in &amp;amp; under seats also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYYy3J9IYI/AAAAAAAABhI/TUV7Fn41cf0/s1600-h/IMG_6533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351992469254644098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYYy3J9IYI/AAAAAAAABhI/TUV7Fn41cf0/s200/IMG_6533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms. Jeannie brought her cooler. You can always depend on her to make sure food is coming. I believe she is the queen of snacking. Yea, Ms. J! :-)&lt;br /&gt;Lift with your LEGS not your BACK, Bro. Jeff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW-_z06FI/AAAAAAAABhA/c80w3dVEL2w/s1600-h/IMG_6536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351990478712924242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW-_z06FI/AAAAAAAABhA/c80w3dVEL2w/s200/IMG_6536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bro. Jeff gathered the group for last minute instructions &amp;amp; prayer.&lt;br /&gt;His 3 Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. No complaining.&lt;br /&gt;2. No complaining.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;That's Caleb's back in the blue T from 4-H camp 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW-SLTqJI/AAAAAAAABg4/kmdFREDdYq8/s1600-h/IMG_6540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351990466463377554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW-SLTqJI/AAAAAAAABg4/kmdFREDdYq8/s200/IMG_6540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the whole gang. I was surprised that more of the youth were not going but others are attending &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLU&lt;/span&gt; 101 this week plus the P2 people don't get back until July 3/4 so it may have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interfered&lt;/span&gt; with some vacation plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Scott (far R) is driving the bus &amp;amp; I expect thinking, "Come on &amp;amp; take the picture so we can hit the road already." I heard Ms. Jeannie suggest they stop somewhere for breakfast too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW-Mrp4oI/AAAAAAAABgw/bq6_jlaA8YM/s1600-h/IMG_6543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351990464988439170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW-Mrp4oI/AAAAAAAABgw/bq6_jlaA8YM/s200/IMG_6543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the loaded bus. Bro. Jeff looks like he's proposing a toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's Caleb in the blue with the Shades. Rachel is next to him. Yes! All 3 are going &amp;amp; with Jacob in KY that means Stan &amp;amp; I are CHILDLESS FOR A FULL WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Stan is not excited. When they were all at 4-H camp I barely cooked! :-) I'm sure I'll do better this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW9qqAfqI/AAAAAAAABgo/7FvsgXZu7Ng/s1600-h/IMG_6544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351990455854726818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYW9qqAfqI/AAAAAAAABgo/7FvsgXZu7Ng/s200/IMG_6544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew is seated in front of Rachel with his friend, John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect some of you (Aunt Louise, Mom) are wanting more information about Power Plant. &lt;a href="http://powerplant.studentz.com/site/c.bgKHLXOAIkH/b.309294/k.CBFC/Home.htm"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is their website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POWER PLANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PowerPlant&lt;/span&gt; (P2) is a new student missions initiative of the North American Mission Board. At a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PowerPlant&lt;/span&gt; event, students will be taught evangelism skills and church planting principles. They will also have the opportunity to work alongside church planters in Vacation Bible School, sports camp, evangelism and other ministry teams. This experience is a prepackaged mission trip at a preset per-participant cost. Each project for junior high through college students is one week and all the logistics are handled by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NAMB&lt;/span&gt;. Groups must complete a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-project mission study before attending. Project and registration information are available on the Web at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.studentz.com/powerplant" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.studentz.com/powerplant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mornings, everyone meets for Power Plant workshops/training/worshipful stuff. In the afternoons some (Andrew plans to do this) go out into the community doing some construction projects &amp;amp; meeting other community needs. I know they will be conducting a day camp at the Center for Community Services (food bank, clothes closet &amp;amp; counseling). Caleb is teaching on the ten commandments one day. Rachel helped plan some crafts. Caleb researched some indoor games options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other scheduled activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Travel. They hope to arrive around 2 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Help set up "church" at the YMCA &amp;amp; worship at The Well.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a picnic &amp;amp; visit the cool area park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Participate in community-wide publicized (TV?) work-site day at the YMCA - "Give Back to the Y Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"Work" the city sponsored movie night at the park &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;amphitheater&lt;/span&gt; by running the kids area &amp;amp; other stuff as needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Trailer Park Fun Night. They are bringing some of the church &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;inflatables&lt;/span&gt; for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Depart early so they can go to 6 Flags in Atlanta on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for praying for my children &amp;amp; all the other participants in this exciting home missions program. Please pray for safety, energy &amp;amp; cooperation as well as the visible Hand of God moving through their efforts. Please pray for the Mitchell family who is the pastoral family of The Well, whom our group hopes to minister to while there also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, Lord, keep them all close &amp;amp; clean."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-8611865964108798119?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8611865964108798119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=8611865964108798119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8611865964108798119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/8611865964108798119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/power-planters.html' title='Power Planters'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkYYzFvof2I/AAAAAAAABhQ/iICIl6OVRpw/s72-c/IMG_6532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-2322071768718772875</id><published>2009-06-25T10:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:08:52.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Creek Missions Update #5</title><content type='html'>I know I have JUST updated you on Sunday but Maryn sent some pictures &amp;amp; there was a couple reports at the Big Creek Missions website so here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Yes. There is a photo of Jacob in a dress at the end. The guys were trying them on somewhere for some reason, Maryn has photos on her FB page - I have NO IDEA what was going on so don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOLpvMSy6I/AAAAAAAABgg/hGykY__8tTY/s1600-h/4916_131401655168_746450168_3312818_3460228_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351274331405208482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOLpvMSy6I/AAAAAAAABgg/hGykY__8tTY/s200/4916_131401655168_746450168_3312818_3460228_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maryn turned 21 on Sunday. Someone, knowing that they are starving at BCM (NOT!) was good enough to send her some all-beef patties! It's been so hot, maybe they cooked on the way to KY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKWkDOL_I/AAAAAAAABgY/UccCJgy482w/s1600-h/DSCF3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351272902485225458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKWkDOL_I/AAAAAAAABgY/UccCJgy482w/s200/DSCF3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, wait - that was just the packing box holding her birthday gifts &amp;amp; cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKV1lqETI/AAAAAAAABgI/qWg8OBqFhlo/s1600-h/DSCF3704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351272890013192498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKV1lqETI/AAAAAAAABgI/qWg8OBqFhlo/s200/DSCF3704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Maryn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"June 24&lt;br /&gt;Today I was really stressed out because I hadn't been to the hazard senior center before and I had no directions and we were supposed to play a game I didn't know how to play.....ugh. We ended up playing bingo and I found my way really easily! (photo: me calling out the bingo today in hazard at the senior center.) I played their grand piano too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then we went to the veterans center and went to the Alzheimer's unit and visited the man Anslin that I visited last week. He saw me and his face lit up so much I wanted to cry! He was so happy to see me! He said he'd been thinking about me every day! I was like awwwwwww! Amanda was with me and she started crying. I didn't get to spend much time with him though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKWU36dGI/AAAAAAAABgQ/21e4yveG0FM/s1600-h/DSCF3710.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351272898411263074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKWU36dGI/AAAAAAAABgQ/21e4yveG0FM/s200/DSCF3710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e went to Walmart with some of the veterans and helped them shop (photo: me with Jerry, a man from the veterans center that I helped shop in Walmart). It was very interesting. We had fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its been a great day!!!! love you all!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Big Creek site post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Wal-Mart Expeditions, Roofing, and Jesus&lt;br /&gt;posted June 24 8 p.m. by Volunteer Editor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today many wonderful activities occurred with our groups here at Big Creek. I was personally able to ride with Tony, our wonderful video and technology guy to see our construction groups at Mudlick Road, Cutsin senior center, and Hyden daycamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In James 1:27 the Bible says "Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world." Today at one of our construction sites, the guys in &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jacob's&lt;/span&gt; group were roofing and working on other much needed projects at a widow's home. Not only did these guys do a great job today, they shared the love of Jesus with a woman who recently lost her husband. Also, it should be noted that her dog doesn't love guys...so they even got to experience alot of barking. Anyway, it was such a beautiful thing to see young men serving Jesus and helping a fellow believer. They are heading back tomorrow to finish up a ditch digging project. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutsin Senior Center was full of excitement from checkers to chicken livers for lunch. Ben's group did a great job just "going with the flow" and fellowshipping with the elderly there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyden daycamp continues to draw more local children in &amp;amp; spread the love and hope of Jesus. Today the local food program, LKLP made some delicious burgers for the kids to eat! They also worked on some phoenetics homework &amp;amp; enjoyed crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maryn's&lt;/span&gt; community group spent time with the Veteran's of Kentucky while taking them shopping to Wal-Mart. It was really awesome to see community students getting to know these veterans and helping them with their shopping tasks. One chaperone shared that her vet was busy looking for the best hits of Johnny Cash while others needed simple supplies! What a great way to serve!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night we are planning time for the groups to attend Bluegrass night at Hyden!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKVsHy07I/AAAAAAAABgA/sLrhfl7wF2o/s1600-h/DSCF3699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351272887472018354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOKVsHy07I/AAAAAAAABgA/sLrhfl7wF2o/s200/DSCF3699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm. He does not look dressed for Bluegrass unless he plans to get beat-up. As I said before, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;But that pink?&lt;br /&gt;So his color.&lt;br /&gt;Def.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one more update post frome the Big Creek Missions site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Half-Way Through A Great Week&lt;br /&gt;posted Jun 23, 2009 9:26 PM by Volunteer Editor Hello friends, supporters, and fans of Big Creek Mission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4 is amazing already! Groups from community have helped around the mission...from preparing food with the kitchen gals to keeping everything nice and clean, we appreciate ALL of their hardwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maryn'&lt;/span&gt;s group is planning to go to Hazard to the Kentucky Veterans Home. This home is such a great opportunity for our students to minister and love on those who have served our country. From pool to bingo, students connect with our former military, encourage them and get to share Jesus with them! Ben's group headed out to God's Closet today, a special local ministry for those in need. God's Closet is run by a minister's wife over in Manchester. Weekly we send our students to assist her in pricing donations and aiding those who need assistance in the local community. Community students were able to assist the janitorial staff at Leslie County High School today. These kind acts are a great way to share Jesus-in all places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From reports this evening, construction is putting several roofs on this week. In Turkey Foot, Adam's team is making excellent success-great job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudlick daycamps are underway with a great team who is dedicated to working on our new exciting project! Students enjoyed hotdogs for lunch there with lots of great fellowship. Please pray for our daycamps to continue to reach out to our children in the hollows of Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester and Hyden daycamps enjoyed the local free pool days today. Heading to the pool for a day of splashing, laughter, and fun in the sun allows our volunteers to get great interaction with the students from daycamp-what an awesome opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is working here in Appalachia. Thank you so much for your love, prayers, and support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hannah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-2322071768718772875?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2322071768718772875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=2322071768718772875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2322071768718772875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2322071768718772875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-creek-missions-update-5.html' title='Big Creek Missions Update #5'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SkOLpvMSy6I/AAAAAAAABgg/hGykY__8tTY/s72-c/4916_131401655168_746450168_3312818_3460228_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-2747455101904905727</id><published>2009-06-21T19:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:32:24.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Creek Missions Update #4</title><content type='html'>BCM has been great for Jacob &amp;amp; Maryn. Thank you so much for praying for them &amp;amp; the ministry there in Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;Today begins &lt;strong&gt;Week 4&lt;/strong&gt; and it's Maryn's 21st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Lvw0vSrI/AAAAAAAABf4/9S2yZJ73bZk/s1600-h/5042_128014360168_746450168_3257140_5581508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349937428783123122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Lvw0vSrI/AAAAAAAABf4/9S2yZJ73bZk/s200/5042_128014360168_746450168_3257140_5581508_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Jacob &amp;amp; a new pal, Douglas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Lv0JvRYI/AAAAAAAABfw/v_gcOI3qHDg/s1600-h/5042_128014430168_746450168_3257150_7700396_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349937429676508546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Lv0JvRYI/AAAAAAAABfw/v_gcOI3qHDg/s200/5042_128014430168_746450168_3257150_7700396_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Maryn's community ministry partner, Blake, taken the first week when they worked at a school. But I'll let &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maryn&lt;/span&gt; tell you about her photos. Some of'em anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Lvu8BmqI/AAAAAAAABfo/ygXPJp3eZkU/s1600-h/4640_122864745168_746450168_3182305_1050523_s%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349937428276812450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Lvu8BmqI/AAAAAAAABfo/ygXPJp3eZkU/s200/4640_122864745168_746450168_3182305_1050523_s%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me and Katie Kibert, the second in command at Big Creek. We call her Momma Katie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Klhxu09I/AAAAAAAABfg/ECNeicgvSnw/s1600-h/5042_128014500168_746450168_3257160_1586409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349936153433658322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Klhxu09I/AAAAAAAABfg/ECNeicgvSnw/s200/5042_128014500168_746450168_3257160_1586409_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The whole group with all the groceries we bought for the family who's house burnt down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KlYelO7I/AAAAAAAABfY/jcSbrn2VTkg/s1600-h/5042_128014505168_746450168_3257161_3753940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349936150937418674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KlYelO7I/AAAAAAAABfY/jcSbrn2VTkg/s200/5042_128014505168_746450168_3257161_3753940_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The burned down house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KlbHY3TI/AAAAAAAABfQ/KBNFzTXBDGw/s1600-h/5042_128014510168_746450168_3257162_3716824_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349936151645445426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KlbHY3TI/AAAAAAAABfQ/KBNFzTXBDGw/s200/5042_128014510168_746450168_3257162_3716824_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Us again with one of the ladies and her little boy who lived in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KlGgcZvI/AAAAAAAABfI/D7ccj04FyXk/s1600-h/DSCF3634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349936146113390322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KlGgcZvI/AAAAAAAABfI/D7ccj04FyXk/s200/DSCF3634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Construction at Jacob's job site last week&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not sure which project it was but expect it was one of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeowner's name: Patsy Smith&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Smith is a single mother with her daughter (Bridget, 16 yrs.). She lives next to much of her family including her sister. Ms. Smith is a hard worker and has done all she can and is now thankful to receive any and all repairs on her home.&lt;br /&gt;Need 1: Build new porch (6'x8')&lt;br /&gt;Need 2: Seal roof&lt;br /&gt;Tools/Equipment: Safety glasses, work gloves, any framing tools including cordless drill(s) and circular saw(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeowner's name: Bonnie Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Lewis lives alone with her dog and many cats. She is very welcoming and loves to talk with visitors. Ms. Lewis is eager to meet those that will be interacting with her in week 3!&lt;br /&gt;Need 1: Bathroom floor&lt;br /&gt;Need 2: Porch and handrail on existing porch (Porch to be built is 6'x8')&lt;br /&gt;Need 3: Underpinning around entire home&lt;br /&gt;Tools/Equipment: Safety glasses, work gloves, any framing tools including cordless drill(s) and circular saw(s), shovels (round point), mattock, any other hand excavating tools that would help with underpinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KkxbVKrI/AAAAAAAABfA/CVxYWHusLck/s1600-h/DSCF3678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349936140454800050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7KkxbVKrI/AAAAAAAABfA/CVxYWHusLck/s200/DSCF3678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the group with the completed porch! Jacob's in the green on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; is happy and proud of his group this week, everybody is getting along nicely and the work is getting done right on schedule. God is AMAZING and keeps His promises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/profile.php?id=753580498&amp;amp;v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=89736693129&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;June 17 at 5:41pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JFNXliII/AAAAAAAABe4/k-yUCbttQh4/s1600-h/5042_128014460168_746450168_3257155_5439997_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934498687846530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JFNXliII/AAAAAAAABe4/k-yUCbttQh4/s200/5042_128014460168_746450168_3257155_5439997_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look! He's in green again! In the midst, anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When J has some down time on the weekends (usually noonish on Saturday to mid afternoonish Sunday) he has enjoyed climbing the hills around the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JE2HFvrI/AAAAAAAABew/V5c9jeJi3rY/s1600-h/5042_128014475168_746450168_3257157_4418013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934492444638898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JE2HFvrI/AAAAAAAABew/V5c9jeJi3rY/s200/5042_128014475168_746450168_3257157_4418013_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first time Tyler was his climbing buddy. He was accompanied by four guys on the next hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JEmPSCwI/AAAAAAAABeo/GHvNtcxpHFU/s1600-h/DSCF3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934488184032002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JEmPSCwI/AAAAAAAABeo/GHvNtcxpHFU/s200/DSCF3688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on which they found two turtles, destined for Kevin's shower I hear. This may have been June 20. It's important for guys to keep busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katie&lt;/strong&gt; Hi kevin! This is Jacob! I stole katies phone!!!!! Now she is chasing me. June 20 3.05pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patti&lt;/strong&gt; at 11:46pm June 20&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not MY Jacob. Mine doesn't steal phones. Must be some other Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kevin&lt;/strong&gt; at 12:24am June 21&lt;br /&gt;There's only one Jacob here. Just one. and yes, he's yours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JEVPBE3I/AAAAAAAABeg/C1tFst3iDuc/s1600-h/DSCF3659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934483619517298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JEVPBE3I/AAAAAAAABeg/C1tFst3iDuc/s200/DSCF3659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the guys piled onto Kevin's bed (K is in the aqua designed shirt on the right). I don't know if this is an annual event. It looks an awful lot like the "nap attacks" called on Rachel's bed by her brothers. I'm sure Jacob did not start this. Nah. Couldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JEJlueKI/AAAAAAAABeY/Uhvprp9rIkU/s1600-h/4916_130018235168_746450168_3285191_4944777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934480493541538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7JEJlueKI/AAAAAAAABeY/Uhvprp9rIkU/s200/4916_130018235168_746450168_3285191_4944777_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he's playing around with Jaron. It looks like something I've seen him do with Keifer. Hear the hungry carnivorous dinosaur snarling at the poor herbivore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7HQn0WjhI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CuH1g_7lSVU/s1600-h/4916_130020650168_746450168_3285385_5891321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349932495743127058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7HQn0WjhI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CuH1g_7lSVU/s200/4916_130020650168_746450168_3285385_5891321_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me, Maloree, and Lacy with the same nail polish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys climb mountains. Girls do their nails. Pedicure anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7HQGkDE6I/AAAAAAAABd4/_-dqtLT0RPc/s1600-h/4916_130020665168_746450168_3285388_1391297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349932486816371618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7HQGkDE6I/AAAAAAAABd4/_-dqtLT0RPc/s200/4916_130020665168_746450168_3285388_1391297_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The girl's table at Steak n Shake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facebook chat Monday, June 15&lt;br /&gt;11:39amPatti&lt;br /&gt;so glad to hear of the salvations there &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(7 1st week, at least 8 2nd week - all from volunteer groups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;any in the community?&lt;br /&gt;11:39am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazed!!&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, none so far. that's just weird!!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;11:39amPatti&lt;br /&gt;what is usual?&lt;br /&gt;normal?&lt;br /&gt;11:39am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salvations in the community&lt;br /&gt;11:40amPatti&lt;br /&gt;historical?&lt;br /&gt;usually any from vols?&lt;br /&gt;11:40am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year about 50&lt;br /&gt;not many at all &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(in volunteer groups)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:41amPatti&lt;br /&gt;so God potentially has a different plan so far this summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:41am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's all good. i won't complain. . .his purposes and plans are greater than ours!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:41amPatti&lt;br /&gt;amen~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:41am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:42amPatti&lt;br /&gt;ru preachin?&lt;br /&gt;are these responses at evening worship times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:43am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooooooo&lt;br /&gt;although i do preach, we don't do altar calls - respecting the local church and their youth pastors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:43amPatti&lt;br /&gt;cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:43am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dismiss straight to church groups. most have happened in church groups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:43amPatti&lt;br /&gt;did Jacob meet his cousins?&lt;br /&gt;last week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:44am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he did. in fact, one was saved last week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:44amPatti&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:44am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502383347"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to run. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;we'll catch up soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;:) they are both doing very well and appear to be having a good time :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A Great Day 2 posted Jun 16, 2009 9:22 PM by Volunteer Editor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at Big Creek Mission we are experiencing many wonderful events and moments with Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today our construction groups worked on floor repairs at a nearby home. In Douglas' group, the crew is doing a second roof at Ulysses Creek. Continue to pray for safety and endurance for all of our great construction people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Community made a difference today by purchasing groceries for a family in need. Weekly they shop at Manchester IGA using a budget-$40 to provide a week of meals! Our students do an awesome job and report buying items such as Hamburger Helper, milk, and other nourishing items. Tomorrow &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maryn's&lt;/span&gt; group plans to go to God's Closet. Drew's group is headed to Cutcheon Senior Center. Please pray that we would relate Jesus through relational ministry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daycamps had another great day. At Manchester, 13 children came to the weekly pool day. It is always so neat to see our groups mentor and spend quality time with our children! In Hyden, daycamps enjoyed a great day of lots of fun activities and learning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is continuing to work at Big Creek in amazing ways! Tonight Kevin spoke on the healing of the the blind man in John 9. We continue to see that our God allows things to happen-all to His glory. In John 9, when people tried to blame the man for his own blindness (due to his sin), in verse 3, our God tells us that "Neither this man nor his parents sinned, but that the works of God should be revealed in Him." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May we all continue to know that our circumstances have purpose...that God may be revealed and get glory.~Hannah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another Rainy Day in Kentucky...can't stop us! posted Jun 17, 2009 9:43 PM by Volunteer Editor&lt;br /&gt;We are welcoming the storms here in Kentucky once again! We are all learning how to be flexible and still serve, despite the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The construction ministry still persevered throughout the rain. Although they could not follow their original plans, they were able to work together as a group and still accomplish their new tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The community ministry is serving in various ways throughout the community. Today, one group visited God's Closet in Manchester to sort through clothes, while another group visited Compassionate Hearts in Hazard. The students and adults in the community ministry are actively serving this area and reaching out to the people of Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daycamps are still up and going in Manchester and Hyden. Today in Manchester, there were eight children present, and Hyden had a total of 29 kids. The children each have their own Bible now, and are learning how to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, God is opening doors to start new day camp sites in Clay County. Continue to pray for this ministry, as details are still being worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-2747455101904905727?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2747455101904905727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=2747455101904905727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2747455101904905727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/2747455101904905727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-creek-missions-update-4.html' title='Big Creek Missions Update #4'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sj7Lvw0vSrI/AAAAAAAABf4/9S2yZJ73bZk/s72-c/5042_128014360168_746450168_3257140_5581508_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3139739489777283525</id><published>2009-06-20T11:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:52:05.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SHMILY discovery</title><content type='html'>You may (or may not) notice that I added a new link to my blog list, Dandelion Seeds. I discovered this blog after being invited on Facebook to join someone in S.H.M.I.L.Y. for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"???" thought I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that acronym stand for? Is it illegal, immoral or expensive?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure YOU already know and have probably known for years but I had to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a sweet story about grandparents who drenched their life with this word &amp;amp; passed along that lovie-ness to their grandkids who shared with the online world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;uch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added the blog link because it is a good'un but specifically for &lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/DandelionSeeds/691477/"&gt;S.H.M.I.L.Y. FOR 30 DAYS OF PRAYER&lt;/a&gt; which is utilizing Stormie OMartian's &lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/Christian/Books/product?item_no=919244&amp;amp;item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=460073&amp;amp;event=ESRCN&amp;amp;view=covers"&gt;"The Power of a Praying Wife"&lt;/a&gt; to help wives practice SHMILY (verb-ally would that be SHMILYing?) on their husbands by providing a number of daily challenges on the blog sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found it today so am just gettin' started. I'll have to check that book out of the library before someone else grabs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else SHMILLYing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3139739489777283525?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3139739489777283525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3139739489777283525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3139739489777283525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3139739489777283525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/shmily-discovery.html' title='SHMILY discovery'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-3536330604339037052</id><published>2009-06-19T21:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:11:53.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storm'/><title type='text'>Everyone Know it's Windy</title><content type='html'>While I was organizing with Peggy at the church yesterday, it rained &amp;amp; poured. One never knows when it rains in town if it rained at home or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a yes day. 2.7 inches yes. And wind? - check that off the list too. Approx. 2.5 hours without electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ58dwzhI/AAAAAAAABdQ/E4OXe1nfg6I/s1600-h/IMG_6502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349020611009105426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ58dwzhI/AAAAAAAABdQ/E4OXe1nfg6I/s200/IMG_6502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The condition of the road was my first clue. I got to make my way around several of these - note the rubbage on both sides of the road &amp;amp; realize that this has already been partially cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ6NV8uMI/AAAAAAAABdY/JpzVax_aGQM/s1600-h/IMG_6501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349020615539734722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ6NV8uMI/AAAAAAAABdY/JpzVax_aGQM/s200/IMG_6501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Driveway.&lt;br /&gt;Notice all those leafy bushes in my front yard? Those are branches fallen from the sweetgum trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ6gWm0hI/AAAAAAAABdg/UiNrFJb1xfQ/s1600-h/IMG_6499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349020620642767378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ6gWm0hI/AAAAAAAABdg/UiNrFJb1xfQ/s200/IMG_6499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I arrived home to find Stan hauling branches from the driveway &amp;amp; yard to the burn pile (bonfire for New Years?). This is how the place looks &lt;u&gt;after&lt;/u&gt; three truck bed loads have been removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ7eS7-8I/AAAAAAAABdw/pOWTXgo-Ssc/s1600-h/IMG_6496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349020637270375362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ7eS7-8I/AAAAAAAABdw/pOWTXgo-Ssc/s200/IMG_6496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTL the only damage we appear to have suffered was the knocking about of our newish antenna. Stan set it back up. It's still a bit crooked, but we were able to watch the telly last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ61jXF2I/AAAAAAAABdo/ONB4bp8PSMg/s1600-h/IMG_6497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349020626333407074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ61jXF2I/AAAAAAAABdo/ONB4bp8PSMg/s200/IMG_6497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's some tree damage in the neighbor's yard. I didn't get a good shot of all the trees down in a row in the wooded lot beyond their house (didn't want to go stand in the lake - still not willing to sacrifice THAT much for the shot...). It looks like something just pushed over a whole swash. Do tornadoes do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More praises:&lt;br /&gt;No major damage to the house or garage.&lt;br /&gt;Dog survived the storm in the pen.&lt;br /&gt;No flood in the foyer.&lt;br /&gt;That roof leak appears not to have leaked.&lt;br /&gt;No hail.&lt;br /&gt;Vehicles were not damaged.&lt;br /&gt;I was NOT home alone in this storm!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I realize that I am NEVER alone.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it is very nice to have around people with skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-3536330604339037052?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3536330604339037052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=3536330604339037052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3536330604339037052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/3536330604339037052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/everyone-know-its-windy.html' title='Everyone Know it&apos;s Windy'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjuJ58dwzhI/AAAAAAAABdQ/E4OXe1nfg6I/s72-c/IMG_6502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-319955471839861807</id><published>2009-06-19T06:48:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T07:39:26.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluttered Cabinet Un</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of each homeschooling year, when welcoming new members &amp;amp; leaders in the homeschooling support group, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;THA&lt;/span&gt;, I endeavor to remember to show them our supplies. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu7CwGtLI/AAAAAAAABdI/f6TFhR4_c54/s1600-h/IMG_6491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348990943062570162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu7CwGtLI/AAAAAAAABdI/f6TFhR4_c54/s200/IMG_6491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This metal monster has housed our crafty, organizational &amp;amp; PE stuff since it was donated for our co-op the '98-'99 school year. Many of the craft supplies are that old.&lt;br /&gt;Early this past school year, when showing the innards of the cabinet &amp;amp; mentioning that it needed straightening, Peggy volunteered to help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu61NDRTI/AAAAAAAABdA/hrTtFK3jhrU/s1600-h/IMG_6493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348990939425883442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu61NDRTI/AAAAAAAABdA/hrTtFK3jhrU/s200/IMG_6493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since my kids have been at 4-H Camp this week, we tackled it yesterday. Peggy is diligently creating an inventory &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(What a great idea! Why did I never think of that? - I actually think because I have no laptop. That makes a good reason to go shopping. Yes? )&lt;/span&gt; to make available to group leaders this coming year. On the table is only part of the cabinet's guts since we'd already repacked 2 shelves: paper goods &amp;amp; painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu6QP7eiI/AAAAAAAABc4/HuwO274Oj7Y/s1600-h/IMG_6492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348990929505843746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu6QP7eiI/AAAAAAAABc4/HuwO274Oj7Y/s200/IMG_6492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her kids were great! Watching a couple library DVDs and drawing a couple of pictures kept them busy most of the time we were busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu6IMyWwI/AAAAAAAABcw/xwofXDGqnmk/s1600-h/IMG_6495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348990927345179394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu6IMyWwI/AAAAAAAABcw/xwofXDGqnmk/s200/IMG_6495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TADA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;That's a cabinet that purrs invitingly, "Come use my supplies. They are easy to find. You know you want to paint and make artsy things!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; feel ready for school to start now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, me neither!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-319955471839861807?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/319955471839861807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=319955471839861807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/319955471839861807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/319955471839861807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/cluttered-cabinet.html' title='Cluttered Cabinet Un'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Sjtu7CwGtLI/AAAAAAAABdI/f6TFhR4_c54/s72-c/IMG_6491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-956573823334218139</id><published>2009-06-18T08:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:52:04.434-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>Home Invasion</title><content type='html'>I was on the phone with my mom last night when Stan frantically gestured me into the bedroom; "Hurry!" so I followed him through my room into the master bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gotta go, Mom. There's a snake in my bathroom that doesn't live here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjpEQKE7b_I/AAAAAAAABcg/ORlFxpPac4c/s1600-h/IMG_6452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348662551829508082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjpEQKE7b_I/AAAAAAAABcg/ORlFxpPac4c/s200/IMG_6452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I grabbed the washcloth &amp;amp; picked it up - sometimes non-venomous snakes void nasty smelling stuff when you catch them - then headed out of the bathroom &amp;amp; met Stan, who was entering while pulling on some gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjpEP3xEAWI/AAAAAAAABcY/Twxy3T9MUxU/s1600-h/IMG_6454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348662546914345314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjpEP3xEAWI/AAAAAAAABcY/Twxy3T9MUxU/s200/IMG_6454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After depositing the cute little fella into Miss Piggy's old digs (we have'ta keep it long enough for our 4-H campers to return &amp;amp; see it), we grabbed the National Audubon Society Field Guide to North American Reptiles &amp;amp; Amphibians and found him there in block 487 and/or 494 (details on p. 652) - a swamp snake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My guess it that it was up by the house chowin' down on all the smaller-than-my-thumb-nail toads that scatter whenever I go to fetch the newspaper &amp;amp; mail. Stan said it was headed from the bedroom into the bathroom when he saw it so thinks it probably entered under the backdoor. No, we do not have a pet door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjpEPv2smqI/AAAAAAAABcQ/PLttBY6NDLg/s1600-h/IMG_6456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348662544790493858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjpEPv2smqI/AAAAAAAABcQ/PLttBY6NDLg/s200/IMG_6456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Note proper snake-holding technique, similar to that of a teacup. Extend that pinkie. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-956573823334218139?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/956573823334218139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=956573823334218139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/956573823334218139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/956573823334218139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-invasion.html' title='Home Invasion'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjpEQKE7b_I/AAAAAAAABcg/ORlFxpPac4c/s72-c/IMG_6452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-7539135557105829932</id><published>2009-06-13T19:47:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:08:19.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ford taurus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honda cx500'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini van'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ford ranger'/><title type='text'>Resurrected Mini</title><content type='html'>She's ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;As you may recall, it's been a long haul.&lt;br /&gt;April 25, 2008 : the &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2008/04/mini-saga.html"&gt;saga begins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 12, 2008: the &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2008/07/mini-saga-continuing-story.html"&gt;continuing story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When last we left Mini, she was waiting patiently in line behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUFeDLXXI/AAAAAAAABbo/cjWHyYlE9GQ/s1600-h/IMG_6404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991110538091890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUFeDLXXI/AAAAAAAABbo/cjWHyYlE9GQ/s200/IMG_6404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the '79 Honda cx500 which has spent much of the past year living at the home of a bike fixer. It came home a couple of times but had to go back to the doc - torn stitches or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The age plus mystery-black-box-which-has-no-new-market-replacement-and-can't-be-circumvented-so-ya-gotta-find-an-old'en-that-works (gasp for breath here) made this fix challenging but now completed! Stan hopes to start ridin' it to work this week.&lt;br /&gt;Now, to come up with a suitable name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUFIX0kwI/AAAAAAAABbg/roptkysn-v8/s1600-h/IMG_6407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991104719098626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUFIX0kwI/AAAAAAAABbg/roptkysn-v8/s200/IMG_6407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see that Mini welcomed the repaired old man with motherly tenderness &amp;amp; caution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002315331041986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjReRrJ_esI/AAAAAAAABcI/Sgkin6khSGA/s200/villager+on+steroids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How do you like the new &amp;amp; improved Mini? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gnarly?&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha! (Or probably NOT!) That's not Mini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's some gangsta' wheels that whistled &amp;amp; tried to pick her up. "Hey, baby, come with me - I'm loaded."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, we sent him packing.&lt;br /&gt;(Who would do that to a Villager? LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRcGC0VdcI/AAAAAAAABcA/oYxntVOBXnI/s1600-h/IMG_6403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346999916500972994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRcGC0VdcI/AAAAAAAABcA/oYxntVOBXnI/s200/IMG_6403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the real girl with master mechanic Robert checking out my marvelous mechanic's handiwork prior to starting the heart, eh, engine.&lt;br /&gt;Stan wanted to MAKE SURE everything was hooked up the right way before adding the juice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she purrs! Just in time for summer with that frigid A/C! Yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sidebar: Remember that &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SHkVXgcXMEI/AAAAAAAAANo/vPqGN18Fnko/s1600-h/IMG_3870.JPG"&gt;BB had no A/C &amp;amp; the windows wouldn't budge &lt;/a&gt;- one reason I so missed Mini? For our anniversary BB got her A/C fixed. For my birthday, Robert helped Stan install a new driverside window motor so now my window goes down &amp;amp; up &amp;amp; down &amp;amp; up &amp;amp; down &amp;amp; up. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to Mini: Still a little work is needed before she's officially on the road again - although those two took her for a little spin &amp;amp; got noticed by Mr. Policeman - of course, Mini had no hood &amp;amp; they ducked into a sideroad to quickly buckle their seatbelts (ticketing violation here in FL) &amp;amp; both realized that their wallets were still IN THE GARAGE. He followed them home but didn't stop them, PTL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUEimRn5I/AAAAAAAABbY/V8ynExgkcKw/s1600-h/IMG_6409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991094579175314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUEimRn5I/AAAAAAAABbY/V8ynExgkcKw/s200/IMG_6409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Living in the garage has not kept Mini from gaining some new body decor. Rachel claims Maryn is the heart artist but I'm not so sure. I see no signature &amp;amp; true artists ALWAYS sign their work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, maybe not in a dust medium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUF6WGPDI/AAAAAAAABb4/ML9H5RAJcFw/s1600-h/IMG_6405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991118133640242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUF6WGPDI/AAAAAAAABb4/ML9H5RAJcFw/s200/IMG_6405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a new face. This '89 Ford Taurus is Stan's new SHO car, standard with A/C &amp;amp; a sun roof, power windows &amp;amp; a security system that locks down everything until the proper code is entered in the door keypad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I call her Beauty (Black Beauty, Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast - it fits!) but Stan wants a different name. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUFnXynmI/AAAAAAAABbw/CJCSbaF_u_A/s1600-h/IMG_6406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346991113040469602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUFnXynmI/AAAAAAAABbw/CJCSbaF_u_A/s200/IMG_6406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beauty is replacing Ranger as Stan's drive to work vehicle when he's not on the Honda. Ranger donated his tag to the cause &amp;amp; has been offered to the kids in age order for the price of transferring the title &amp;amp; purchasing a new tag &amp;amp; ins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(suspenseful music here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Mini's saga ends, there are still some nagging questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will Jacob take Ranger so he has a vehicle to drive when it rains OR will Caleb snatch up this deal so he has a vehicle ready &amp;amp; waiting when he gets his license OR will the boys let Rachel (who's always said she wanted a truck) become the new owner? Did Mini's A/C survive the engine transplant? Will Beauty gain a new name? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep you posted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-7539135557105829932?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7539135557105829932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=7539135557105829932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7539135557105829932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/7539135557105829932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/resurrected-mini.html' title='Resurrected Mini'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SjRUFeDLXXI/AAAAAAAABbo/cjWHyYlE9GQ/s72-c/IMG_6404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5983708007016506838</id><published>2009-06-10T22:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:28:08.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car wreck'/><title type='text'>Happy 24th!</title><content type='html'>I count today as my 3rd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first birthday was when I was born physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second was when I gave my life to the Lord &amp;amp; He gave me a new heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 years ago today I was in a bad car accident.&lt;br /&gt;"I cried unto to the Lord with my voice and He heard me out of His holy ear." (from "Thou O Lord")&lt;br /&gt;I really did. While my car was spinning out of control into oncoming highway traffic, I looked right up into His face and called to Him, "Oh, God!!!"&lt;br /&gt;He heard me and I did not die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some driving past thought, "Someone must have died in this horrible accident." Some prayed for me. Some came to see me in the hospital. Some nearly passed out in the hall. Some sent flowers and cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "If I were dead, this wouldn't hurt so much - but my poor new husband Stan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some doctors said, "If this, if that, if only ________, you would have died." Then several used their God-given skills to put me back together so that eventually all my parts worked the right way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others looked at everything and said, "God is not finished with you yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lived.&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "Thank You, God for LIFE. This life is Yours, whatever You give me to do."&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5983708007016506838?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5983708007016506838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5983708007016506838' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5983708007016506838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5983708007016506838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-24th.html' title='Happy 24th!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-5726759021383753593</id><published>2009-06-10T21:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:12:12.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Creek Missions Update #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maryn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jacob's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;correspondence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_sOG2o09I/AAAAAAAABbM/P3v9wkN8SuQ/s1600-h/DSCF3550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345751009814172626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_sOG2o09I/AAAAAAAABbM/P3v9wkN8SuQ/s200/DSCF3550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;From a jeopardy game we did on stage that was really funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_sN7VNykI/AAAAAAAABbE/Qg2S0lcus6U/s1600-h/DSCF3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345751006721198658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_sN7VNykI/AAAAAAAABbE/Qg2S0lcus6U/s200/DSCF3552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Part of my first group at Cutshin Senior Center playing checkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_sNke7UOI/AAAAAAAABa8/wzsD-eY7crs/s1600-h/DSCF3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345751000587915490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_sNke7UOI/AAAAAAAABa8/wzsD-eY7crs/s200/DSCF3582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The staff fridge. Notice it is full of caffeinated and energy drinks. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qLxACKvI/AAAAAAAABa0/zQVuDEUKWmQ/s1600-h/DSCF3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345748770565008114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qLxACKvI/AAAAAAAABa0/zQVuDEUKWmQ/s200/DSCF3557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday we had a cookout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qL3giuwI/AAAAAAAABas/ycJFz_Mmlig/s1600-h/DSCF3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345748772311972610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qL3giuwI/AAAAAAAABas/ycJFz_Mmlig/s200/DSCF3561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We went to a Mexican restaurant Saturday night after seeing the movie "Up".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qLRp-9mI/AAAAAAAABak/-Hn4CAOZmXo/s1600-h/DSCF3570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345748762151024226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qLRp-9mI/AAAAAAAABak/-Hn4CAOZmXo/s200/DSCF3570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sunday morning the guys all had a hair buzzing party out back. Kevin and Jacob were the first. We all sat around and watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Maryn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi!! The past few days have been great!! I really love my new group. it's 15 people, 3 adult ladies, and 3 boys. All of them are really nice and willing to serve. Yesterday we had training and my team cleaned the building. We've moved into the gym which hasn't been too bad. We stayed up Sunday night telling stories in our little lounge which consists of two couches, 3 fridges, and a table. Last night we had a dance off in the gym which was fun. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qLGQoIaI/AAAAAAAABac/3yWRbP1_YW0/s1600-h/DSCF3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345748759091880354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qLGQoIaI/AAAAAAAABac/3yWRbP1_YW0/s200/DSCF3583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a really good day. It started out scary! We called the school we were going to and they were gone! So I was trying to call other places but none of them picked up their phones so we were really panicking! Right when it was time to head out and we were calling frantically, we got a call! The high school janitor was calling for help this morning! We were praising God!!! Yay!! We went there and cleaned out lockers, which was interesting. After that we had to go back to big creek b/c one kid was sick. (some kind of stomach bug has been going around. I haven't gotten it thankfully). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://godscloset.shutterfly.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God's Closet,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;an amazing ministry that distributes food, clothing, and even has two rooms where people in need can stay. It's an amazing place! You should look it up&lt;/span&gt; (click on the link above). &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's in Manchester. Anyway, our group went to the grocery store and had 40 bucks to spend on a family of 3 who were in need, for a week. We got to deliver it and it was really great! Then I went to the post office with Katie Kilbert, the other leader of Big creek; she's kind of his&lt;/span&gt; (Kevin) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;helper and she runs the day camps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HEY EVERYBODY!!!!! My week is going great! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qK-wp29I/AAAAAAAABaU/OEblrG8fUT0/s1600-h/n746450168_3182331_7574290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345748757078727634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 10px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_qK-wp29I/AAAAAAAABaU/OEblrG8fUT0/s200/n746450168_3182331_7574290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been leading/serving this group by myself since Sunday. It consists of two adults/drivers and twelve "students" and me! (makes 15) Neither of my groups has had health or "drama" issues, which is SO non-stressful. Last week we worked on closing in a porch and re-enforcing the roof struts in an ancient mobile home. It was difficult the last few days because of weather issues. We ended up leaving the project on Friday short one OSB sheet and two gallons of paint. SOOOO CLOSE!!! I was amazed at how God sped up our work and enabled us to do so much with so little actual work time! This week it looks like we're going to finish two days early; not necessarily a good thing. Our project this week is to redo the gutters, soffets, and plywood on a cinder block and wood sheet home. We also have to repaint the entire outside of the house. We've been working for a grand total of about six hours and we are about another six hours (at most) from completion. My group is very hardworking! The food here is good (Mexican tonight!) and I eat way more than I should every single day. I am going to gain forty pounds this summer. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week Two-Day Three&lt;br /&gt;From Big Creek website&lt;br /&gt;written by Volunteer Editor Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The week is moving right along and we are seeing God work in multiple ways! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the community ministry, groups went to Laurel Creek Nursing Home to fellowship with others, and lead the residents in craft projects. Another group went to the Hyden Senior Center and exercised with the people there, and also visited Hyden Manor. At Hyden Manor, the community group encountered a man who loved to praise Jesus, even though he could only sit in his chair in the lobby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The day camp ministry is continuing to grow as well! The Hyden day camp had 28 children today, and Manchester has grown to 15 kids! Please continue to be in prayer for these groups, as they are working to minister to these children and share Christ's love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As for the construction ministry, they are continuing to work despite the heat. The adults and groups are fantastic and are working fully to the glory of the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We still have no air conditioner for the gym here at the school, but we are surviving! This week has been great and we are thankful for the way God provides!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727785398297790912-5726759021383753593?l=37blessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5726759021383753593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727785398297790912&amp;postID=5726759021383753593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5726759021383753593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727785398297790912/posts/default/5726759021383753593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-creek-missions-update-3.html' title='Big Creek Missions Update #3'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11818842456579451011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/SKCSaSyamFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pZriNCBlP0w/s1600-R/IMG_3846.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_sOG2o09I/AAAAAAAABbM/P3v9wkN8SuQ/s72-c/DSCF3550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727785398297790912.post-399785018293052282</id><published>2009-06-10T10:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:53:05.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>Miss Piggy &amp; Miss Scarlet</title><content type='html'>But we're not sure that they are female &amp;amp; I guess in the snake world they could be considered married...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent additions to the reptile room (aka Andrew &amp;amp; Caleb's bedroom) are this &lt;a href="http://www.uga.edu/srelherp/snakes/cemcoc.htm"&gt;scarlet snake&lt;/a&gt; which was rescued from the cats (who have forgiven us for stealing their moving toy) and a &lt;a href="http://www.flmnh.ufl.edu/natsci/herpetology/fl-guide/heterodonplatirhinos.htm"&gt;hognose snake&lt;/a&gt; (aka &lt;a href="http://www.umass.edu/nrec/snake_pit/pages/hog.html"&gt;puff adder&lt;/a&gt;) which was found on the &lt;a href="http://37blessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/camping-on-island.html"&gt;campout&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_CCrgVebI/AAAAAAAABaM/jxphrnuYx6E/s1600-h/IMG_6251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345704634005944754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_CCrgVebI/AAAAAAAABaM/jxphrnuYx6E/s200/IMG_6251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were uncertain if Miss Scarlet would live due to all the bodily punctures but it is looking better &amp;amp; has managed to down several pinkies. It has not been aggressive at all.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the snake types often confused with a &lt;a href="http://www.coral-snake.com/"&gt;coral snake&lt;/a&gt; even though it has a gray/white stripe rather than yellow.&lt;br /&gt;"Red on yellow kills a fellow&lt;br /&gt;Red on black, you're okay, Jack"&lt;br /&gt;Coral snakes in our rural paradise always have a black nose. For a while we averaged killing one a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_CCavzkcI/AAAAAAAABaE/5M9AbRkBk2U/s1600-h/IMG_6314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345704629507428802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_CCavzkcI/AAAAAAAABaE/5M9AbRkBk2U/s200/IMG_6314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Piggy provided much entertainment at the campout by first spreading the excess neck skin to appear cobra-like and producing a hiss like something 3 times her size and the end of the tail was curled up tight like a piggy's corkscrew..  It then played dead, over and over again - at least 20 minutes of dying - would've made any Shakespearean tragedy proud.  I chose this photo so you could see the upturned nose &amp;amp; curved mouth. This snake has not attempted to strike at anyone and has not played dead nor impersonated a cobra while in captivity. It has chowed down on several toads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_CCB0XHbI/AAAAAAAABZ8/EnXeBjpvnQc/s1600-h/IMG_6311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345704622815649202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si_CCB0XHbI/AAAAAAAABZ8/EnXeBjpvnQc/s200/IMG_6311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I chose this photo so you could see how flat the underside is. This snake has the roughest (largest scales) skin of any we've held. Excess skin - for the puffing - can be stretched out on each side of the neck. Very interesting snake but not remaining in captivity. It tries to get out all the time &amp;amp; eats frogs &amp;amp; toads which we'd prefer to live in the yard reducing our insect population.  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We are now approaching the end of week one of Summer Missions! This has been a phenomenal week of service on the various ministry sites here in the community, and we have been blessed to have groups from Alabama and Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0kDs2-ugI/AAAAAAAABYc/XKAMF94vdVE/s1600-h/4462_188567785510_674785510_7137811_2683274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344967978758617602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0kDs2-ugI/AAAAAAAABYc/XKAMF94vdVE/s200/4462_188567785510_674785510_7137811_2683274_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We would like to thank Calvary Baptist Alcoa, Calvary Baptist Tuscumbia, Grace Baptist Bethpage, Dotson Memorial, and Little River for their service to this community, and their servant hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a great week of serving in construction, community, and day camps. The &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;construction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ministry (Jacob serving here)&lt;/span&gt; has been working on finishing the roof at Big Creek, as well as serving at two other locations. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Community (Maryn serving here)&lt;/span&gt; has traveled to God's Closet to sort through clothes, delivered food to families in needs, and have visited with several senior adult centers and adult day cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;day camp ministry&lt;/span&gt; has been working in three different locations this week. Due to students in Leslie County still being in school because of snow days, day camp in Hyden could not take place. Instead, the principals at Hyden Elementary and Hayes Lewis Elementary schools have allowed groups to come in and minister to and hang out with the students. In Manchester, the day camp has gone from having no children on Monday to 15 kids registered by Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff of Big Creek Missions is incredibly blessed to be working with amazing students, and we are excited about the work they have been doing this week in this community! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From Megan, one of the Manchester track group leaders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin Rogers: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0kDal85kI/AAAAAAAABYU/e2IaE9uqAKc/s1600-h/4462_188567730510_674785510_7137802_1978028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344967973855356482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0kDal85kI/AAAAAAAABYU/e2IaE9uqAKc/s200/4462_188567730510_674785510_7137802_1978028_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Week 1: amazing! Seven students HERE believe &amp;amp; confess for the first time. MANY seeds planted, many residents touched. We're exhausted and looking forward to doing it all over again!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"We welcome a new crew of Churches to Big Creek Missions this week (&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;June 7&lt;/span&gt;). Over 200 volunteers are serving at our mission center, and all have arrived safely! The students are unpacking and preparing for dinner. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0hnKcaUYI/AAAAAAAABXs/PpHqzW7MDKM/s1600-h/n746450168_3182342_8165206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344965289460781442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0hnKcaUYI/AAAAAAAABXs/PpHqzW7MDKM/s200/n746450168_3182342_8165206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maryn has dealt with a cold but is feeling better. Her status late Friday: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Learning more and more about God every day! And about to go to the bonfire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sunday morning: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Got to sleep in!! orientation again today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday evening: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Getting ready to meet her new group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0hnYV8WwI/AAAAAAAABX0/0S8B7vLwY-c/s1600-h/4640_122864890168_746450168_3182325_1103546_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344965293191748354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1djGr-Iv00/Si0hnYV8WwI/AAAAAAAABX0/0S8B7vLwY-c/s200/4640_122864890168_746450168_3182325_1103546_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob's statuseses: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Getting ready for worship tonight then another busy day tomorrow. WOOOHOOOO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;June 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Glad that the weekend is almost here.... SLEEEEP!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;June 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Starting a new week with a new crew, and is praying hard that this group will be as fun and hardworking as the last one.&lt;/span&gt; 6:28a.m. Monday&lt;br /&gt;Glad to see he has Pringles. He can live off them, Pop Tarts, peanut butter &amp;amp; Mountain Dew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/a/bigcreekmissions.com/big-creek-missions/construction"&gt;Construction Projects &lt;/a&gt;for Week 2 (June 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brown is a very kind woman with big smile and big heart! She lives alone as her husband is deceased. She has already expressed her gratitude for any and all repairs that will be made to her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need 1: Need to dig ditches around house to route stormwater runoff away from the house.&lt;br /&gt;Need 2: Replace/Repair guttering, soffits, and fascia board.&lt;br /&gt;Need 3: Exterior painting. Homeowner desires white paint for all trim work (approx. 3 gallons) and barn red paint for the rest of the exterior (approx. 5 gallons)&lt;br /&gt;Need 4: Replace/Reinforce/Repair subflooring in kitchen of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ms. Lois Brown is a single mom. She has two kids that both go to Leslie County High School Adam, 16 yrs. and Courtney, 15 yrs.). She works at the local senior citizens home to provide for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need 1: Replace entire kitchen sub-flooring (18'10" x 10'2")&lt;br /&gt;Need 2: Replace 8 windows in home (5 measure 30x53, 1 measures 25 1/2 x38, 1 measures 58 1/2x38)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project 3:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Day are very kind people who simply love people. There 5 year old granddaughter (Angela) stays with them while her mother works. This little girl is very smart and wants to become a veterinarian when she grows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need 1:
