<?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-8987093950852372046</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:48:41.314-08:00</updated><category term='Sammy'/><category term='Bluebird'/><category term='Male Oriole on Jelly Feeder'/><category term='Chipmunk on the edge.'/><category term='Camouflaged Cats'/><category term='Magpie'/><category term='Thirsty Sparrows'/><title type='text'>My Window on Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8509188467978411519</id><published>2012-01-04T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:14:02.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gainfully" Unemployed....</title><content type='html'>Yea, I know.....it's warped.....but although currently unemployed....I'm "gainfully" enjoying this time.&amp;nbsp; Although it's taken a few weeks to get to this moment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my job with the VNA last month. Dec 15th was my last day.&amp;nbsp; It was uneventful, with the holidays upon us.&amp;nbsp; I squeezed everything I could into those last 10 days before Christmas.&amp;nbsp; The final few ornaments were hung on the tree just hours before Stayton arrived home for the Christmas weekend.&amp;nbsp; All in all....it was&amp;nbsp; a wonderful Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;I made primerib dinner and we&amp;nbsp;had dinner at my sister's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was glad to see the last piece of Christmas candy leave the house, all the cookies are gone and me and the scales are not on speaking terms yet.....I had a few cruel words to say to it as I stepped on it.&amp;nbsp; Can't get this scale to lie either.....to the minutest ounce too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowflex is calling my name.&amp;nbsp; The mind considers it and the body shuns it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dang!!! I refuse to buy another size of pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told myself I was going to clean like crazy today and that could still happen....will have to pry myself away from this computer.&amp;nbsp; Got all crafty this morning and printed up a scripture verse to place in one of my many stored frames...sometimes I just need something new to look at.&amp;nbsp; Really would like to have the monster TV from the livingroom hauled to the dumpster.....that takes a 6-pack of men to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqR1WIKnBmk/TwSIWmighdI/AAAAAAAAAvU/emqsT5Wtofc/s1600/IMG_3626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqR1WIKnBmk/TwSIWmighdI/AAAAAAAAAvU/emqsT5Wtofc/s320/IMG_3626.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Badger certainly has the right idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8509188467978411519?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8509188467978411519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8509188467978411519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8509188467978411519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8509188467978411519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/gainfully-unemployed.html' title='&quot;Gainfully&quot; Unemployed....'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqR1WIKnBmk/TwSIWmighdI/AAAAAAAAAvU/emqsT5Wtofc/s72-c/IMG_3626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2270393250599913941</id><published>2011-12-28T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T09:31:13.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Good Dez'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri78m8-V-I8/TvtQQo69a-I/AAAAAAAAAt0/b4H0U9WdN4Y/s1600/Dez+prom+1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri78m8-V-I8/TvtQQo69a-I/AAAAAAAAAt0/b4H0U9WdN4Y/s1600/Dez+prom+1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dez' ride for his prom nite - along with his chauffeur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4UX2Leb-Jg/TvtRHLLt8ZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/3Vk6ODxR2QE/s1600/Dez+prom+5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4UX2Leb-Jg/TvtRHLLt8ZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/3Vk6ODxR2QE/s1600/Dez+prom+5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Couple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0oUCErOmDc/TvtRnFUR0QI/AAAAAAAAAu0/d3EntU6qsmU/s1600/Dez+prom+4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0oUCErOmDc/TvtRnFUR0QI/AAAAAAAAAu0/d3EntU6qsmU/s1600/Dez+prom+4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWtDDhpovYw/TvtRsVcI1eI/AAAAAAAAAu8/tfeRJ2oO8wg/s1600/Dez+prom+12.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWtDDhpovYw/TvtRsVcI1eI/AAAAAAAAAu8/tfeRJ2oO8wg/s1600/Dez+prom+12.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Classic Vintage Wheels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fe-WSI1sP8/TvtSHggta0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/zQT8XxT1N4U/s1600/Dez+prom+11.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fe-WSI1sP8/TvtSHggta0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/zQT8XxT1N4U/s1600/Dez+prom+11.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handsome young man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2270393250599913941?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2270393250599913941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2270393250599913941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2270393250599913941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2270393250599913941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/looking-good-dez.html' title='Looking Good Dez&apos;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri78m8-V-I8/TvtQQo69a-I/AAAAAAAAAt0/b4H0U9WdN4Y/s72-c/Dez+prom+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5675015806462722137</id><published>2011-12-18T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:06:58.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tSbOMAq4tc/Tu35TbDOL9I/AAAAAAAAAto/CjIf6DcTEGk/s1600/Susan+and+Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tSbOMAq4tc/Tu35TbDOL9I/AAAAAAAAAto/CjIf6DcTEGk/s320/Susan+and+Me.jpg" width="222px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken in 1998.&amp;nbsp; I made a surprise visit to see my sister for her 50th Birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip took me thru Reno Nevada, where she and her friend would be spending a few days at Circus, Circus.&amp;nbsp; It was the surprise of her life and the best "practical joke" I've ever pulled off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the cooperation of the front desk staff I was able to have both Beverly and Susan summoned to the office.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately Beverly came first and I was able to introduce myself, calm her down and proceed with my plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff then proceeded to call Susan, ask her to come down to the office for a minor concern on their billing and tryed to assure her it could be easily worked out if she could just come down for a few minutes.&amp;nbsp; She was a little "miffed" and annoyed to be bothered but she was on her way down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she arrived she was ushered in the office behind the front desk, the manager trying to reassure her it would only take a few minutes, could she just come into his office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the scene as she steps inside:&amp;nbsp; Sofa to her left, unknown woman sitting there. (That would be my friend Connie, who had made the trip with me) Looking thru the doorway past the sofa she could see into the front desk area.&amp;nbsp; There's a lady there shuffling thru a file cabinet and looking up frequently to see the concern on my sister's face.&amp;nbsp; In the corner, diagonally across for the door she just entered.....Beverly setting in chair, face bowed, seeming genuinely concerned and then...who is this???? With my back to Susan, facing Beverly, I had a suit jacket on, my hair is cut in a loose, layered, shoulder length cut.&amp;nbsp; Couldn't tell if I was a man or woman and it appeared to Susan that I was confronting Beverly at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan to motel manager "Could someone tell me what's going on here?&amp;nbsp; We have other credit cards if there's a problem with this one.&amp;nbsp; We can pay cash.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure we can resolve this."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motel manager "If you could just have a seat, I'm sure we can take care of this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan "I can't imagine what the problem could be, I know we have good credit"&lt;br /&gt;silence.......no one speaks.......she's surveying the room, wondering "Who the hell is the person in the suit jacket, why is Bev pushed in the corner, what!!! is going on here?"&lt;br /&gt;with a crack in her voice "Would somebody talk to me?"&lt;br /&gt;The tension was high, high, high in that small office space.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had not seen my sister for at least 5 years.&amp;nbsp; She couldn't even imagine that I would be there in Reno at Circus Circus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager persuaded her to have a seat and we could get this taken care of.&amp;nbsp; He carefully had her sit on sofa directly behind me......I was so pumped at what was about to take place....I sat looking at the wall, revelling in my accomplishment thus far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connie told me later at this point, the room was dead silence and no one was&amp;nbsp; moving, she was wondering if I was going to move.........oh it was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the grey suit jacket and levis on, my foreboding shades and a cigar.....slowly, very slowly I swivled the chair to come face to face with my sister.&amp;nbsp; I leaned towards her and with a tap on my cigar I say "I hear it's your birthday"&lt;br /&gt;Total confusion across her face as she's staring hard to believe what I just said.&amp;nbsp; We are staring into each other's faces, she's got the look of "total blank" going on.&amp;nbsp; So I lean in a little closer, slowly pull off my shades, look closer into her face and calmly say, with another tap on my&amp;nbsp;cigar, "Happy Birthday &amp;nbsp;Sister Sue"........still she's blank...blank....blank.&amp;nbsp; Not another sound could be heard in the room.&amp;nbsp; Everyone is totally motionless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden she jumps to her feet, throws her arms out and shouts "Holy Shit!!! It's my sister!!!"&amp;nbsp; The room erupted in squeals and laughter.&amp;nbsp; What a "hoot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only mistake....I didn't have it recorded.&amp;nbsp; It would have made the best "World's Funniest Video"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5675015806462722137?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5675015806462722137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5675015806462722137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5675015806462722137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5675015806462722137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-sister-and-me.html' title='My Sister and Me'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tSbOMAq4tc/Tu35TbDOL9I/AAAAAAAAAto/CjIf6DcTEGk/s72-c/Susan+and+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4131067042557790946</id><published>2011-10-30T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:40:32.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what Stayton did!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LWFFSEA2dw/Tq2XzB8ZKrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/narLFXmcFqI/s1600/IMG_0331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LWFFSEA2dw/Tq2XzB8ZKrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/narLFXmcFqI/s320/IMG_0331.jpg" width="309px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Opening Day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKN2z0AxiAw/Tq2X_t2kwAI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/KpkOkdB4-Fo/s1600/IMG_0333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKN2z0AxiAw/Tq2X_t2kwAI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/KpkOkdB4-Fo/s320/IMG_0333.jpg" width="290px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One Shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi03jQO_4Bs/Tq2YkzNFnlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/O4zeqaVj0Ww/s1600/IMG_0337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304px" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi03jQO_4Bs/Tq2YkzNFnlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/O4zeqaVj0Ww/s320/IMG_0337.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The fun part was over, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lYypUjBOreM/Tq2YW6DZHeI/AAAAAAAAAtY/6lxcJMjafGA/s1600/IMG_0335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lYypUjBOreM/Tq2YW6DZHeI/AAAAAAAAAtY/6lxcJMjafGA/s320/IMG_0335.jpg" width="283px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The work to get it out of the brush &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and into the freezer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that was the "real" work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good job Stayton!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4131067042557790946?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4131067042557790946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4131067042557790946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4131067042557790946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4131067042557790946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-what-stayton-did.html' title='Look what Stayton did!!!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LWFFSEA2dw/Tq2XzB8ZKrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/narLFXmcFqI/s72-c/IMG_0331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6272522361842595527</id><published>2011-08-20T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:24:43.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Little Bit of Fudge"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM3eeaH0QKY/TlAERRpfDDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/YvDsha_OZaQ/s1600/Fudge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM3eeaH0QKY/TlAERRpfDDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/YvDsha_OZaQ/s320/Fudge.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm the worst.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I think I just can't take it any longer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just have to have something CHOCOLATE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah ha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"A little bit of fudge"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made this up years ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even shared it with a few people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just love a little bit of fudge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially if there's some walnuts in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yum.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now, about that "diet" thing..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUjLAaHzul4/TlAJ37kvTmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/fIlfcc2NesE/s1600/Laughing+smiley.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUjLAaHzul4/TlAJ37kvTmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/fIlfcc2NesE/s1600/Laughing+smiley.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6272522361842595527?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6272522361842595527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6272522361842595527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6272522361842595527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6272522361842595527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-bit-of-fudge.html' title='&quot;Little Bit of Fudge&quot;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OM3eeaH0QKY/TlAERRpfDDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/YvDsha_OZaQ/s72-c/Fudge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2737529625252662229</id><published>2011-08-14T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T07:21:19.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandkids at Grandma's and Grandpa's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7SMBXtNXe4/TkfTl5OxItI/AAAAAAAAAss/AdIyTzbBAUw/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7SMBXtNXe4/TkfTl5OxItI/AAAAAAAAAss/AdIyTzbBAUw/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was our first visit with Thad and Kort in a long time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made them Chocolate Chip Pancakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They dug up a scorpion and salamander &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and caught a fish from my pond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HEFs7fobvzI/TkfR6p76d4I/AAAAAAAAAso/gagnT4OQ__8/s1600/IMG_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HEFs7fobvzI/TkfR6p76d4I/AAAAAAAAAso/gagnT4OQ__8/s320/IMG_0060.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their cousins Grayson and Jeriah were here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for a visit this summer too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9k_YmyZ4qE/TkfZLacLJ-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/2_60GkKREMA/s1600/IMG_0307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9k_YmyZ4qE/TkfZLacLJ-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/2_60GkKREMA/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How fun if they could have explored the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;property together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2737529625252662229?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2737529625252662229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2737529625252662229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2737529625252662229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2737529625252662229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/grandkids-at-grandmas-and-grandpas.html' title='Grandkids at Grandma&apos;s and Grandpa&apos;s'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7SMBXtNXe4/TkfTl5OxItI/AAAAAAAAAss/AdIyTzbBAUw/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4412868110862422321</id><published>2011-07-20T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T18:34:28.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What's up Doc?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNwKAktQzYo/TieB4hRAgiI/AAAAAAAAAsg/pIHIm_LI_fY/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNwKAktQzYo/TieB4hRAgiI/AAAAAAAAAsg/pIHIm_LI_fY/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what the text message read and then I knew, I'd been "bugged". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little rabbit has showed up in some hilarious places and always cracks me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayton and I have passed this back and forth for a few years now.&amp;nbsp; We may go months without the little "bugger" surfacing and then it starts all over again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Recently I found him attached to my bath sponge in the shower.&amp;nbsp; I then took him to Denver and left him wrapped around Stayton's toothbrush... just left Stayton a text message "What's up Doc?"&amp;nbsp; Took him til the next morning to find it, I think maybe I need to tell him to brush his teeth more often....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So "bugs" came back to Craig with Stayton this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I was sure he was here somewhere when Stayton left on Sunday.....I immediately started searching, searching, searching, but no "bugs". I forgot it and went on about my business as usual.....til today when I get a text message "What's up Doc?"&amp;nbsp; AWWWWW!!!! I knew it was somewhere in this house, couldn't wait to finish with my last client and get home to find the little sucker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in plain site, across from where we sit every morning for breakfast and several times besides and within 12 inches of where I ground coffee last night, have put stuff in the crockpot right there....etc...there sit's "Bugs".....laughing and waving his carrot at me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games like this sure make for some good laughs and hopefully great memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait "kiddo"........granny's got her game on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4412868110862422321?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4412868110862422321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4412868110862422321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4412868110862422321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4412868110862422321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-up-doc.html' title='&quot;What&apos;s up Doc?&quot;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNwKAktQzYo/TieB4hRAgiI/AAAAAAAAAsg/pIHIm_LI_fY/s72-c/IMG_0445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-3754671681250169794</id><published>2011-05-19T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T06:15:00.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality time at Sand Wash 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHjeIE4Fmls/TdUSFIHArpI/AAAAAAAAAsA/aa5cKBY94yE/s1600/IMG_3659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHjeIE4Fmls/TdUSFIHArpI/AAAAAAAAAsA/aa5cKBY94yE/s320/IMG_3659.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stayton has literally spent his whole life making the trip to Sandwash, may have even gone there before he was born.&amp;nbsp; It is truly a family tradition, we have tried to keep Mother's Day at Sand Wash in memory of&amp;nbsp; Dalpha, Tracey and Kelley.&amp;nbsp; We spend the whole day driving the dusty roads, eyes peeled for wild horses and other critters that&amp;nbsp; dwell there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQVnOppNJcA/TdUSjsSYAbI/AAAAAAAAAsE/77jeNNj16Sk/s1600/IMG_3662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQVnOppNJcA/TdUSjsSYAbI/AAAAAAAAAsE/77jeNNj16Sk/s320/IMG_3662.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is an old fence line, possibly the remains of a horse trap constructed by Stayton's great grandfather and uncles.&amp;nbsp; They would chase and catch the wild horses before the Wild Horse Act was declared to protect the horses ( and probably, truth be known, even after that) Fence lines would be constructed of the available materials.&amp;nbsp; This would detour the horses to run straight into a holding corral where they could be roped and moved into trailer for hauling.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first time together at this site.&amp;nbsp; We really enjoyed finding the pinyon fence and fantasized about the past.&amp;nbsp; We spend the day reminiscing about those who have been there before us, it does our hearts good, at least for this one day they live on and are such a part of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JGQgWuuzspA/TdURyq4N-qI/AAAAAAAAAr8/QBX9J8tndnU/s1600/IMG_3665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JGQgWuuzspA/TdURyq4N-qI/AAAAAAAAAr8/QBX9J8tndnU/s320/IMG_3665.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Old shelter, cabin, maybe summer residence.&amp;nbsp; It is almost gone with the weather of time. We try to imagine how it would have been to have lived this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is still the remains of an old heating/cook stove, only because it was too heavy for someone to care to remove it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivwBqESbuZ8/TdUS2c-qmjI/AAAAAAAAAsI/El7NzIsd5gY/s1600/IMG_3668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivwBqESbuZ8/TdUS2c-qmjI/AAAAAAAAAsI/El7NzIsd5gY/s320/IMG_3668.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pat and Stayton in front of old shelter.&amp;nbsp; Stayton drove down a steep, narrow trail to make it to this shelter.&amp;nbsp; Last time we were here together was on a trail ride with our horses.&amp;nbsp; That was a good day too, I wish I had pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rTrQtPxXgec/TdUXrrO-q1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/M0NnvJe0N8Y/s1600/IMG_3717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rTrQtPxXgec/TdUXrrO-q1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/M0NnvJe0N8Y/s320/IMG_3717.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All in all it was a great day.&amp;nbsp; We seen a lot of country and some beautiful horses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-3754671681250169794?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3754671681250169794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=3754671681250169794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3754671681250169794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3754671681250169794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/quality-time-at-sand-wash-2011.html' title='Quality time at Sand Wash 2011'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHjeIE4Fmls/TdUSFIHArpI/AAAAAAAAAsA/aa5cKBY94yE/s72-c/IMG_3659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2594694910299993705</id><published>2011-05-01T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:25:36.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Stayton</title><content type='html'>I know exactly where I was 20 years ago.&amp;nbsp; I know what the weather was like, blowing like crazy and I stayed up all night waiting for the arrival of Stayton Stephen Mosbey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSlr3f7FG_M/Tb3rn2azC4I/AAAAAAAAArI/4SiriUedi1A/s1600/Baby+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSlr3f7FG_M/Tb3rn2azC4I/AAAAAAAAArI/4SiriUedi1A/s320/Baby+2.jpg" width="261px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a long night of labor and no baby the Dr. chose to do caesarean and bring you into this world.&amp;nbsp; It was well worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to You!!!! We love you beyond measure!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2594694910299993705?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2594694910299993705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2594694910299993705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2594694910299993705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2594694910299993705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-stayton.html' title='Happy Birthday Stayton'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSlr3f7FG_M/Tb3rn2azC4I/AAAAAAAAArI/4SiriUedi1A/s72-c/Baby+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-3728068072325866436</id><published>2011-04-26T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T06:45:26.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Anniversary  - 43 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EEqhesEk-qY/TbbMMC7w4sI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0NQ7dlkQXRw/s1600/Wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EEqhesEk-qY/TbbMMC7w4sI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0NQ7dlkQXRw/s320/Wedding.jpg" width="297px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;April 26, 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;West Glenwood Chapel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Glenwood Springs, Colorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-3728068072325866436?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3728068072325866436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=3728068072325866436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3728068072325866436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3728068072325866436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-anniversary-43-years.html' title='Our Anniversary  - 43 Years'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EEqhesEk-qY/TbbMMC7w4sI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0NQ7dlkQXRw/s72-c/Wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2260940307903684996</id><published>2011-04-07T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:30:06.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Chair is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAsvmbtNnl8/TZ5H_kmg0_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/1f0VQ2NqdVc/s1600/IMG_3582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAsvmbtNnl8/TZ5H_kmg0_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/1f0VQ2NqdVc/s320/IMG_3582.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U_tCqyPlBNM/TZ5IRn2bi8I/AAAAAAAAAqU/Gjrz3e4ZFtw/s1600/IMG_3583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U_tCqyPlBNM/TZ5IRn2bi8I/AAAAAAAAAqU/Gjrz3e4ZFtw/s320/IMG_3583.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FTfffwaQZDc/TZ5IjEnAnxI/AAAAAAAAAqY/cgzvDpf1ea8/s1600/IMG_3584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PciSm5KNoFw/TZkVbrzlb9I/AAAAAAAAAqA/KGuNC9H2afQ/s1600/IMG_3581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PciSm5KNoFw/TZkVbrzlb9I/AAAAAAAAAqA/KGuNC9H2afQ/s320/IMG_3581.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stayton gave me a good idea.&amp;nbsp; This is the cookie jar that sets in my kitchen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It's mostly empty these days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a little game we play once in a while.&amp;nbsp; Who can open the jar without making any noise.......seems they managed to do this a lot when the kids were at home.&amp;nbsp; So, we set the cookie jar and try to open it then replace the lid without being heard.&amp;nbsp; This particular jar does not have a soft ring on the lid, it's ceramic......it's almost impossible and with an audience it just doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking food..........it is in our genes.......some of us became masters at it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;There were times we just thought we were getting away with it only to find we had been outwitted and someone had been there before us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHc5RAJADNU/TZkWYQ3TAKI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ZvyIcEzxPW8/s1600/Choc+Chips.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHc5RAJADNU/TZkWYQ3TAKI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ZvyIcEzxPW8/s1600/Choc+Chips.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It got so bad I couldn't buy chocolate chips and leave them in the hopes of making cookies.&amp;nbsp; I had to get those cookies baked up right away or they would be short a chip or two (half a bag?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisha reminded me of my own little "caper", sneaking the chips.....&lt;br /&gt;There they were, hidden (so I thought) in the crisper in the bottom of the fridge.&amp;nbsp; I quietly slipped in the kitchen, softly opened the fridge, slid the crisper drawer open and carefully removed the bag of chips.&amp;nbsp; Holding in tightly against me so not to make any noise I tore just a corner of the bag open&amp;nbsp;to remove it's precious contents, stolen, no one would know if I just had a few.......success lay in my hand as I quietly bent to return the&amp;nbsp;bag to it's hidden spot in the crisper. What? What is this? Spilling out on the floor from the other end of the bag came the chips.&amp;nbsp; Obviously someone else had been there ahead of me.&amp;nbsp; I had to laugh.&amp;nbsp; I just thought I was the only who knew they were there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5823318509014321259?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5823318509014321259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5823318509014321259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5823318509014321259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5823318509014321259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/04/cookie-jar-capers.html' title='Cookie Jar Capers'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PciSm5KNoFw/TZkVbrzlb9I/AAAAAAAAAqA/KGuNC9H2afQ/s72-c/IMG_3581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1139784382276486150</id><published>2011-03-29T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T07:08:20.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in Your Cup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBApBf2Mb8w/TZHkYV0xUWI/AAAAAAAAApg/E-XP6kyg88o/s1600/Heart+Cup.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBApBf2Mb8w/TZHkYV0xUWI/AAAAAAAAApg/E-XP6kyg88o/s320/Heart+Cup.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all have a "heart-shaped" cup that we long to fill with something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What does your cup long for today?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever it is, we have to empty ourselves of the lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that other people or things can ever fill our hearts to the full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we have to deliberately and intentionally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fill up on God's truths &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and stand secure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in His Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1139784382276486150?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1139784382276486150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1139784382276486150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1139784382276486150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1139784382276486150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-in-your-cup.html' title='What&apos;s in Your Cup?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBApBf2Mb8w/TZHkYV0xUWI/AAAAAAAAApg/E-XP6kyg88o/s72-c/Heart+Cup.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8645402444905733756</id><published>2011-03-27T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:53:09.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's a Biscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bC4VuzZ-Jmo/TY9_-TN0DgI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9sDsiAktMZI/s1600/IMG_3579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bC4VuzZ-Jmo/TY9_-TN0DgI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9sDsiAktMZI/s320/IMG_3579.JPG" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kody and Shanna were here for a few days.&amp;nbsp; I cooked up a pot of Chunky Chicken Soup and Shanna made the biscuits.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't this look yummy?&amp;nbsp; I have to confess I &lt;br /&gt;had part of one, after all, it's her favorite thing to make and yes....it was very good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good visit and hope they get to come back soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8A6iamWW3MU/TY_Nu5huVQI/AAAAAAAAApU/Jj25SHx1Lhg/s1600/IMG_3576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8A6iamWW3MU/TY_Nu5huVQI/AAAAAAAAApU/Jj25SHx1Lhg/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie was really happy to see Kody and decided Shanna was welcome anytime she could come back as she doted on him every chance she got.&amp;nbsp; It will take days to get him to understand that there are still "off limits" here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUi4HJ13LBo/TY9-vM1noVI/AAAAAAAAApM/CfQPiSu51p4/s1600/IMG_3576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUi4HJ13LBo/TY9-vM1noVI/AAAAAAAAApM/CfQPiSu51p4/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8645402444905733756?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8645402444905733756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8645402444905733756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8645402444905733756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8645402444905733756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/thats-biscuit.html' title='That&apos;s a Biscuit'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bC4VuzZ-Jmo/TY9_-TN0DgI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9sDsiAktMZI/s72-c/IMG_3579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5986552355105932814</id><published>2011-03-23T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T05:40:01.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What really happened to the Dinosaurs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3yloyOz451Y/TYnp9_EHcDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/sLJmJLfP3KY/s1600/Dinosaurs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3yloyOz451Y/TYnp9_EHcDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/sLJmJLfP3KY/s320/Dinosaurs.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5986552355105932814?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5986552355105932814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5986552355105932814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5986552355105932814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5986552355105932814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-really-happened-to-dinosaurs.html' title='What really happened to the Dinosaurs'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3yloyOz451Y/TYnp9_EHcDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/sLJmJLfP3KY/s72-c/Dinosaurs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7426609126304490571</id><published>2011-03-20T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T19:01:19.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket Lists and "To Do"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iPBijUmezH4/TYatY65ogCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fqxV5fesc8w/s1600/your-bucket-list.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iPBijUmezH4/TYatY65ogCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fqxV5fesc8w/s200/your-bucket-list.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'd like to have a Bucket List...... things I'd like to get done before my time is up.&amp;nbsp; But for now I've got a "To Do" list. At the top of that list today is completing the ever worrisome "Taxes"...ugh.&amp;nbsp; We have to pay in this year so I'm not so anxious to "get 'er done" and for sure know I won't be mailing that in til April 15th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got caught up in sorting pictures....you know, all those photos you have that you just wish you could get into albums.&amp;nbsp; Well, I have a sorting system that helps but I have been sloppy about keeping it done up, so today I jumped in and did some updating of my system.&amp;nbsp; That just means the actual photos on hand, then there in all these photos now stored in my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow when I download photos they end up in about three different places.&amp;nbsp; When I start looking for them I never know for sure which file they are in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then.....I start in my antique trunk looking for something I was sure was in there. &lt;br /&gt;That's my "keepsake" trunk where I've tucked away every card that my husband, children, grandchildren, etc has given me for over 20 years.&amp;nbsp; There's a lot of love in that trunk.&amp;nbsp; My wedding stuff is in there along with all the letters that Pat &amp;amp; I wrote when he was in the Marines and stationed in California.&amp;nbsp; There's the favored first baby outfits from each of our children, and special keepsakes loaded with memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the "To Do" list.&amp;nbsp; Getting back to this blog has been on that list.&lt;br /&gt;Hey!!! I can check that off my list now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for now I have place to put some of those things I just don't want to mess with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OxhHXbf8vsE/TYatbENOdJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QiXOwyU7TTE/s1600/201548bucket_small1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OxhHXbf8vsE/TYatbENOdJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/QiXOwyU7TTE/s1600/201548bucket_small1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7426609126304490571?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7426609126304490571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7426609126304490571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7426609126304490571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7426609126304490571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/bucket-lists-and-to-do.html' title='Bucket Lists and &quot;To Do&quot;...'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iPBijUmezH4/TYatY65ogCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fqxV5fesc8w/s72-c/your-bucket-list.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6465471654541746022</id><published>2011-03-18T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T06:14:59.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 20th Birthday to Kyle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PuK7Cithkws/TYNaR9N6YHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nBJzaI-UnbQ/s1600/IMG_3400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PuK7Cithkws/TYNaR9N6YHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nBJzaI-UnbQ/s320/IMG_3400.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6465471654541746022?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6465471654541746022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6465471654541746022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6465471654541746022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6465471654541746022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-20th-birthday-to-kyle.html' title='Happy 20th Birthday to Kyle!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PuK7Cithkws/TYNaR9N6YHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nBJzaI-UnbQ/s72-c/IMG_3400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5637476247294694513</id><published>2011-03-02T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T05:53:43.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He called My Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WT5_Cryk610/TW5LWDmAayI/AAAAAAAAAnA/u1u8hHEmh24/s1600/IMG_3022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WT5_Cryk610/TW5LWDmAayI/AAAAAAAAAnA/u1u8hHEmh24/s320/IMG_3022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was part of our Bible Study today.&amp;nbsp; Although I have heard the concept and know the scripture, today it registered with me in a different way. When God called my name, did He call me by my given name or does He have a different name for me. &lt;br /&gt;You see, thru out scripture there is so much emphasis on names and the meaning of names.&amp;nbsp; The children of Israel had many names for God, those names described His many characteristics. One of my favorite scriptures is Psalm 9:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who know Your Name will put their trust in You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For You Lord have not forsaken those who seek You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I'm thinking, when He called &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; name, what did that mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out a framed print given to us by Mischel with the meaning of our names on it.&lt;br /&gt;Today it had a new meaning for me as I read thru the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia: from the Latin root Patrick; a feminine form of patrick&lt;br /&gt;(that is an interesting thought, considering I married a patrick)&lt;br /&gt;Patrick&amp;nbsp; (nobleman) Patricia (of the nobility)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so far I'm liking this train of thought, lets continue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expression: beautiful eyes, soft like the moonlight of spring &lt;br /&gt;Personality: a person who attracts the best in life&lt;br /&gt;Natural: has a special glamour and power all her own&lt;br /&gt;Emotional: one whose love is concentrated on her family&lt;br /&gt;Character: one who is dependable, practical and reliable&lt;br /&gt;Physical: she feels justice should be fair&lt;br /&gt;Mental: is imaginative and idealistic in nature&lt;br /&gt;Motivation: she has many leadership qualities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can agree with some of this and am flattered by most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you, &amp;nbsp;my family can see if any of these traits are descriptions you would use for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should do a "name" study for each of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God calls your name.......will you be listening?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5637476247294694513?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5637476247294694513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5637476247294694513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5637476247294694513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5637476247294694513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-called-my-name.html' title='He called My Name'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WT5_Cryk610/TW5LWDmAayI/AAAAAAAAAnA/u1u8hHEmh24/s72-c/IMG_3022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4256903978191354945</id><published>2011-02-08T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:54:52.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you hear me now?</title><content type='html'>In my mind I'm constantly posting something here, but as you see, it's not really here.&lt;br /&gt;I keep lists of ideas to blog about, have every intention to "get it done today" and then, just kind of lose the momentum.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Stayton that you would find your way with the next move in your career search. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Kody and Shanna.&amp;nbsp; You two can make a life together, but you will have to do that on your own and in your own place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle, you have talent and desire.....ever thought to ask God what He wants for your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily, I pray you make wise choices and realize that God has a purpose for you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Annalise and Kendall, that you will know peace under the shadow of His wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kort and Thad, I miss you and know in time we will be together.&amp;nbsp; I pray you are happy and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeriah and Graysen, may the Lord keep His hand mightily upon your lives and use you to shine for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond, may God heal your heart and fill your life with purpose and direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mischel, I have committed to pray for you that this year would be "your year". &lt;br /&gt;God has not forgotten you and He has been knocking at your door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisha and Ron, may God speak to you and give you direction and would you&lt;br /&gt;be open and willing to do that which He asks of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for each of you.&amp;nbsp; I love you.&amp;nbsp; Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4256903978191354945?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4256903978191354945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4256903978191354945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4256903978191354945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4256903978191354945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-you-hear-me-now.html' title='Can you hear me now?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-847788016900078596</id><published>2011-01-25T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:06:42.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakin' My Bootie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TT7XZKMaqWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/u77J76taOVM/s1600/IMG_3551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TT7XZKMaqWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/u77J76taOVM/s320/IMG_3551.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Boots Off" to Lisha﻿!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so funny, just wish you could have been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found it in a hamper, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my.....it's the boot!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cracked up and the poor old man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didn't have any idea of what it was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or why I was laughing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't take me long to figure out who you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;roped into helping you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but don't know yet how you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;made contact with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now.....the game is "ON"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and mother marlow is on the move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for so much fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TT7X2oppWFI/AAAAAAAAAms/U_kEGcZDzhE/s1600/IMG_3544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TT7X2oppWFI/AAAAAAAAAms/U_kEGcZDzhE/s320/IMG_3544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8987093950852372046-847788016900078596?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/847788016900078596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=847788016900078596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/847788016900078596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/847788016900078596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/shakin-my-bootie.html' title='Shakin&apos; My Bootie'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TT7XZKMaqWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/u77J76taOVM/s72-c/IMG_3551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-9152743820019562424</id><published>2011-01-23T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T16:48:45.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few years gone by</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTzK3xq6J-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/7B_GIgwUREA/s1600/Bald+Baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTzK3xq6J-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/7B_GIgwUREA/s320/Bald+Baby.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This would be my earliest baby picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was born in New Mexico where I'm sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there were no large trees like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe my family had moved to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;California&amp;nbsp;or gone there for a visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep, this is my birthday week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My last year in the 50's (ugh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to realize how this could be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but as time marches on, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so do we.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-9152743820019562424?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9152743820019562424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=9152743820019562424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/9152743820019562424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/9152743820019562424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/few-years-gone-by.html' title='A few years gone by'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTzK3xq6J-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/7B_GIgwUREA/s72-c/Bald+Baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-77651539637838798</id><published>2011-01-16T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T18:56:00.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoebox pictures</title><content type='html'>This has been a week of "pictures" for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister handed me a bag of pictures, left over from my uncles collection, which would also include some of my grandmother's collection as well.&amp;nbsp; It is like a walk down memory lane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many pictures there of my children, from birth through high school.&lt;br /&gt;A newspaper clipping of Mischel's 1988 Miss American Coed Pageant. &lt;br /&gt;Lisha's graduation, Mischel's graduation, Michael and Dad fishing on the Yampa&lt;br /&gt;River with Stayton.&amp;nbsp; That's a memory in itself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael had taken his granddad to fish for pike on the Yampa.&amp;nbsp; They had a successful day.&amp;nbsp; My dad was quite insulted that Michael would even suggest they would release a fish that had been caught. "Well, I never in my life threw back a fish I caught.!" And Dad didn't throw back the pike they snagged that day.&amp;nbsp; Michael filleted them, Dad packaged and froze them and packed them in ice to go back to New Mexico with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOrZzoeS5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/-yNp0owFtbM/s1600/Michael+%2526+Dad+at+Truckstop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOrZzoeS5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/-yNp0owFtbM/s320/Michael+%2526+Dad+at+Truckstop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Michael &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taken at the Truck Stop Cafe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;April 1999&lt;/div&gt;It was a good find, looking thru that collection.&amp;nbsp; I found dates for other photos that I had failed to write on.&amp;nbsp; School pictures, events and family history....documented there in a bag of old pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the old black and white photos had the year stamped on the white border of the photo, thus giving my more data to record and remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtI5XbTYI/AAAAAAAAAl0/FG7r0KDtzds/s1600/Dad+old+hunting+photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtI5XbTYI/AAAAAAAAAl0/FG7r0KDtzds/s320/Dad+old+hunting+photo.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is an old black and white with no dates.&amp;nbsp; That's my Dad there with a deer he shot.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could find someone who could date that vehicle?&amp;nbsp; I don't know who the girl in the photo is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtdAZFHkI/AAAAAAAAAl8/3uncxsnTI_w/s1600/Patti+14+mo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtdAZFHkI/AAAAAAAAAl8/3uncxsnTI_w/s320/Patti+14+mo.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is me at 14 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtmkc1o2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/ZqleIhisCiY/s1600/Jimmy+baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtmkc1o2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/ZqleIhisCiY/s320/Jimmy+baby.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My baby brother Jimmy.&amp;nbsp; Age not recorded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtULZDcrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/M4_RKEYT3Ik/s1600/Dad+%2526+Norma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOtULZDcrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/M4_RKEYT3Ik/s320/Dad+%2526+Norma.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My dad and his last sweetheart, Norma. They loved to go dancing.&amp;nbsp; Stayton and I went with them on my last visit to see my dad.&amp;nbsp; We tried the two-step and almost got stepped on in the process. &lt;br /&gt;Stayton was such a good sport and danced with the old ladies and had a blast. &lt;br /&gt;It made for a good memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoebox pictures.&amp;nbsp; Someday my kids will go thru mine.&amp;nbsp; I'm on a mission to get them labeled and dated and maybe a few in an album or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-77651539637838798?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/77651539637838798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=77651539637838798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/77651539637838798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/77651539637838798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/shoebox-pictures.html' title='Shoebox pictures'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TTOrZzoeS5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/-yNp0owFtbM/s72-c/Michael+%2526+Dad+at+Truckstop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4115779237776946525</id><published>2011-01-06T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T11:51:25.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith, Hope &amp; Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSaSmXeUHII/AAAAAAAAAlU/3g2OorjKJ0s/s1600/IMG_3482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSaSmXeUHII/AAAAAAAAAlU/3g2OorjKJ0s/s320/IMG_3482.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've heard it said that right after Christmas is a time many will choose to make some changes in their decor.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's the removing of all the Christmas clutter or just the reality it's time for a change, but I find myself in that mode this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had added a few things just before our company arrived. Hung the plaques that had set for months in the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; Pat put down some molding to cover the cracks where the flooring from one room to the next didn't match. Cleaned off the dining room table so I could put the pretty tablecloths on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I picked these plaques up at Walmart.&amp;nbsp; Took down some fishing pictures in my office and added Faith, Hope &amp;amp; Love.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I walk down the hall I see them there.&amp;nbsp; A reminder of God's faithfulness thru the years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few days ago I went to the Dollar Store to browse, sometimes find some little inspiring picture there.&amp;nbsp; I happened upon the long picture frames and my inspiration was off and running.&amp;nbsp; Two frames, 10 pictures and I had need to frame the grandkids and put them in one general location.&amp;nbsp; Desmond is a "grandkid" by absorbtion and a "son" by adoption and this past year became my little "brother in Christ".&amp;nbsp; This wall grouping allowed exact space for all 11 of them and just where I can see them and pray for each of them on a regular basis. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which brings me a very special memory.&amp;nbsp; My grandma Ledford, my mother's mother. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was a short little woman, about 4'9" I think.&amp;nbsp; She seemed much older than my dad's mother and totally different temperment.&amp;nbsp; Can't say I ever remember her scolding or harsh, just "grandma".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSi_-s9eicI/AAAAAAAAAlY/jV0jguLqkGU/s1600/scan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSi_-s9eicI/AAAAAAAAAlY/jV0jguLqkGU/s320/scan.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Grandma Ledford &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It would be years after her death that I would come to know that she was a praying grandma.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure in watching the lives us children would be drug thru she spent a lot of hours praying for us.&amp;nbsp; By the grace of God and grandma's prayer we made it thru childhood and I believe I am where I am today because of her prayers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I heard a story recently of a young man who had heard that everyone had someone who at sometime had prayed for them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, he thought, I don't have anyone in my family who would pray so I don't know if that is true.&amp;nbsp; Shortly afterwards he met a young Christian woman, fell in love and thru her found a relationship with the Lord. He shared with her the idea that surely no one had ever prayed for him as he was growing up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well she said, "I have prayed for years for the man that God would lead me to to marry"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Interesting.....she had prayed for him even before she knew him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So today.....I share my wall of "Faith, Hope and Love" and my grandchildren. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that this "Grandma" intends to continue to pray for each of you as your "Great Grandma" did for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for some of you......I can "reach out and touch you" wherever you are. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4115779237776946525?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4115779237776946525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4115779237776946525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4115779237776946525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4115779237776946525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/faith-hope-love.html' title='Faith, Hope &amp; Love'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSaSmXeUHII/AAAAAAAAAlU/3g2OorjKJ0s/s72-c/IMG_3482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7833047314786325237</id><published>2011-01-02T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:41:45.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter in the Rockies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDgp6p4GsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YkbuBhh51mI/s1600/IMG_3430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDgp6p4GsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YkbuBhh51mI/s320/IMG_3430.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes even the locals have to get down and "get er done".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last week's snow storm left us enough white stuff to last till late spring. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDg2k4yNMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/gTgTnNMkCbA/s1600/IMG_3429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDg2k4yNMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/gTgTnNMkCbA/s320/IMG_3429.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before Pat could even start plowing open our driveway he had to chain up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cancelled my first client as my little car was buried in the snow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDg_l6jhUI/AAAAAAAAAlM/01hnBrogY40/s1600/IMG_3425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDg_l6jhUI/AAAAAAAAAlM/01hnBrogY40/s320/IMG_3425.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;How's this for a bird feeder "snowcone'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDhI_sG98I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/uYpZBV3aojE/s1600/IMG_3426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDhI_sG98I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/uYpZBV3aojE/s320/IMG_3426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We try to keep all the feeder full. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one will hold about a gallon of feed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pinion jays and blackbirds can empty it in short time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7833047314786325237?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7833047314786325237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7833047314786325237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7833047314786325237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7833047314786325237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-in-rockies.html' title='Winter in the Rockies'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TSDgp6p4GsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YkbuBhh51mI/s72-c/IMG_3430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5941824500884187068</id><published>2010-12-28T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:24:48.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Boot Scootin" Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time, a long, so long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was an innocent boot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unknown to "the boot" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it would become quite the traveler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now it has ventured from Colorado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and back to California on many an occasion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This Christmas is shared in the festivities at Colorado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRpg7qkdq2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/IgNiLNeAtLM/s1600/IMG_3463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRpg7qkdq2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/IgNiLNeAtLM/s320/IMG_3463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a very, merry Christmas.....it was the best time of the year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRphHqHJ5EI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KRAHYI6tJAs/s1600/IMG_3464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRphHqHJ5EI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KRAHYI6tJAs/s320/IMG_3464.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, by golly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿I had a jolly, jolly time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRphXc2166I/AAAAAAAAAko/aGSwr_2TzxY/s1600/IMG_3462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRphXc2166I/AAAAAAAAAko/aGSwr_2TzxY/s320/IMG_3462.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And according to my calculations, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"The Boot" is back in California today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I'm shakin "my bootie" here in Colorado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and tonight you can shake yours....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;doing the "Boot Scootin' Boogie"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ya'll come back now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5941824500884187068?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5941824500884187068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5941824500884187068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5941824500884187068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5941824500884187068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/boot-scootin-time.html' title='A &quot;Boot Scootin&quot; Time&quot;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRpg7qkdq2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/IgNiLNeAtLM/s72-c/IMG_3463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4957848965675239542</id><published>2010-12-28T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T07:18:31.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Merry Christmas in Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn5Fvn4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bdMh2_1YWms/s1600/IMG_3434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn5Fvn4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bdMh2_1YWms/s320/IMG_3434.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Annalise and Kendall couldn't wait to make their first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colorado Snowman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn5TRsbtHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Pf_sNbuFBqU/s1600/IMG_3435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn5TRsbtHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Pf_sNbuFBqU/s320/IMG_3435.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls loved playing in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got to go sledding and ride the snowmachine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even had a pretty good snowball fight with grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kendall has a pretty good arm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn6-ibCuhI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Zvj2xyn11XI/s1600/IMG_3440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn6-ibCuhI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Zvj2xyn11XI/s320/IMG_3440.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a very good Christmas Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Annalise and Kendall opened their first gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lump of Colorado Coal from "GrandpaClause"﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn7cnRUURI/AAAAAAAAAkE/XnifhkqE3bk/s1600/IMG_3439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn7cnRUURI/AAAAAAAAAkE/XnifhkqE3bk/s320/IMG_3439.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we told them the good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Although it was Christmas Eve we were now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;going to open all the gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;as soon as the table was cleared and the food put away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(That didn't take long)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Think everybody was in the kitchen but me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn9GIO7D-I/AAAAAAAAAkI/p7rdd7jhP50/s1600/IMG_3441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn9GIO7D-I/AAAAAAAAAkI/p7rdd7jhP50/s320/IMG_3441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone was pleased as they opened their gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to find just the thing they had hoped for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lisha and I had quite the laugh though,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we got each other the same thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We both are anxious to read this series of books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I knew she had book one so I got her books 2 &amp;amp;3,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;asked her to bring me her book 1 so I could read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Knew she would loan me back books 2 &amp;amp; 3 when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now we both have all three and waiting for #4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to be released in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were truly blessed this Christmas.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4957848965675239542?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4957848965675239542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4957848965675239542&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4957848965675239542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4957848965675239542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/very-merry-christmas-in-colorado.html' title='A Very Merry Christmas in Colorado'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TRn5Fvn4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bdMh2_1YWms/s72-c/IMG_3434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2942042074062654604</id><published>2010-12-14T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T07:04:11.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buster Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQeB_A_idmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sGn4G0uSBmk/s1600/Buster.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQeB_A_idmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sGn4G0uSBmk/s320/Buster.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buster came to us, as many of our dogs have came,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"unexpected".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Michael had returned from Arizona and a friend of his &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;came over with the cutest little dog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When she commented she was going to have to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;get rid of him due to her new apartment rules I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;couldn't imagine her just leaving him at a shelter.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so began our long journey with "Buster"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;often refered to as "Buster Brown".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It didn't take us long to figure out this little dog was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pretty smart and could "out smart" us in a few things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He knew how to push under the chain link fence and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;soon taught our Lab - Kady to do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They would spend endless hours roaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the neighborhood and on more than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;occasion Buster was picked up by the&amp;nbsp;animal officer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the first occasion to "bail" him out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;while I stood at the counter to write the check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he actually peed on my ankle........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He had been boarded in a cement kennel overnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and was not about to pee in there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but by now he couldn't hold it anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I was the best thing around to hike his leg on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buster had quite a knack for carrying his food dish around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He would snag up the food bowl, full of food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and scoot under the fence with it, spilling none. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That would keep it safe from Kady &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;til he was ready to eat it himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buster went to live with Mischel and her kids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for several years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He had quite a reputation around her neighborhood too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was not uncommon for Mischel to receive calls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from her neighbors "Hey Mischel, I'm missing my cat dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Would you see if your dog has carried it home?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And there tucked in the back of his dog house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;would be an assortment of dog and cat dishes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;collected thru out the neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eventually Buster came back to be with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once again him and Kady would be kennel buds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He still would take the food dish, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lay under Pat's truck and just wait with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He wasn't ready to eat, but knew if left on the deck,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kady would devour all of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I watched him cross the snowy draw behind our house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;one morning, carrying something, yes, sure enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he was packing home a cat food can from the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;neighbor's who were out of town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I watched him come around the house, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;there in the snow was a nice ceramic dish, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from a previous visit across the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The neighbors were out of town and someone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;else was feeding for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure she wondered where that dish had gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then how it got back there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQeCRw9M_3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/zB6qPC4rrbI/s1600/Buster+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQeCRw9M_3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/zB6qPC4rrbI/s320/Buster+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, "Buster Brown" you were a "good ole' dog"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your beagle bark will be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for some good memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2942042074062654604?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2942042074062654604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2942042074062654604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2942042074062654604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2942042074062654604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/buster-brown.html' title='Buster Brown'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQeB_A_idmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sGn4G0uSBmk/s72-c/Buster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5879284273543445285</id><published>2010-12-08T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:05:06.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomplishments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQArx2aaN0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/akXYYA_MD1k/s1600/IMG_3363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQArx2aaN0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/akXYYA_MD1k/s320/IMG_3363.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Shanna &amp;amp; Kody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Collbran Job Corps Center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grand Mesa High School &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;December 2, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsAjt0GEI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IXjpm-N8Vfk/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsAjt0GEI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IXjpm-N8Vfk/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mischel &amp;amp; Kody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A proud mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And in a few moments, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you would wow us with your student speech, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;bring us to tears with words spoken &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;honestly and bravely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;take a standing ovation for this:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsQetsUtI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3veW0jBsRpk/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsQetsUtI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3veW0jBsRpk/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3387.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shanna, will you marry me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Classy, real classy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsfokb0bI/AAAAAAAAAjg/1sFByE8gSQ0/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsfokb0bI/AAAAAAAAAjg/1sFByE8gSQ0/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh,,,,my gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Notice, everyone is standing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsvii6XmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/y560NMyNgqI/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAsvii6XmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/y560NMyNgqI/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3389.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She said yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAs5E76ZWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nFArK4cgppg/s1600/IMG_3397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQAs5E76ZWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nFArK4cgppg/s320/IMG_3397.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿I did good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, Kody, you did really good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a proud day for you, your mom and us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We knew you had the potential,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, you know it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Graduating with Honors, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hall of Fame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;engagement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5879284273543445285?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5879284273543445285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5879284273543445285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5879284273543445285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5879284273543445285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/accomplishments.html' title='Accomplishments!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TQArx2aaN0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/akXYYA_MD1k/s72-c/IMG_3363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7487394603749698178</id><published>2010-11-19T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T18:49:25.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOc01WQgyzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/vhVIGaxrcXI/s1600/IMG_3314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOc01WQgyzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/vhVIGaxrcXI/s320/IMG_3314.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure my children could never remember a time that "The Box" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wasn't there, on the coffee table or an end table. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And today, still, "The Box" has it's place. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not sure where "The Box" came from.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;It might have been a gift or just one of those things &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that kind of struck my fancy at the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;It came to us in the "70's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I remember there was a choice of this pattern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;or the ever popular " cannibus" design.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;The simple floral pattern was more "family" friendly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Box" has served us well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;The contents of "The Box" are used often &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and must promptly be returned when finished with them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, looking at what has made it's way into "The Box"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;it's obvious that a few things get put there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just cause it's convenient to toss them in and forget them, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;until one must clean out "The Box".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOczJCizb1I/AAAAAAAAAjI/x-jdBGHNpdY/s1600/IMG_3316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOczJCizb1I/AAAAAAAAAjI/x-jdBGHNpdY/s320/IMG_3316.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only necessary objects are those needed to trim, file and cut away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;at one's nails and of course, the floss!, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we can't forget the floss. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a small spool of thread there now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and of course the replacement hinges&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(they've been in there a while)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Had full intentions of replacing those. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOczgW-z_4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/yjusR6lpj6g/s1600/IMG_3318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOczgW-z_4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/yjusR6lpj6g/s320/IMG_3318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look closely here, inside the lid, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a little difficult to get a good photo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Written there you will find our names.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think Michael wrote that or was it Mischel.....in ink....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pat &amp;amp; Patty Mosbey......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"oh man,&amp;nbsp; you're gonna be in trouble when mom and dad sees that!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think they too felt "The Box" must be a little sacred &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and they had tread on sacred ground.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;But now, these many years later the inscription is a treasure. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What treasures do you keep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;always having a "rightful" place no matter where you live? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7487394603749698178?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7487394603749698178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7487394603749698178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7487394603749698178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7487394603749698178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/box.html' title='The Box'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOc01WQgyzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/vhVIGaxrcXI/s72-c/IMG_3314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7043739435599041654</id><published>2010-11-16T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:50:01.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Folks and IPods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOMyhgQli9I/AAAAAAAAAjA/3K325Wi-MiI/s1600/DANCERS63.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOMyhgQli9I/AAAAAAAAAjA/3K325Wi-MiI/s1600/DANCERS63.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, here we are......sitting around with "ear buds" stuffed in our ears.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pat and&amp;nbsp; I are totally "into" our IPods.....who would have "thunk" it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took possession of Michaels' IPod shuffle &lt;br /&gt;( after Stayton removed all the "stuff" that was on there.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm quite sure it was nothing I would have been interested in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I've learned to download and update the thing quite easily.....&lt;br /&gt;and my listening choice...bible studies and teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know, I know, not exactly what you would want on your IPod&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;but I thoroughly enjoy it and feel I'm totally "redeeming" my time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stayton gave Pat his old IPod after updating to a newer IPad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; It was quite a hoot trying to teach Pat how to run the thing, &lt;br /&gt;but he has gotten the hang of it and is totally addicted now himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we no longer subscribe to Dish TV and only get a few select channels, &lt;br /&gt;which by the way was such a blessing during the recent elections....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO campaign ADS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have very limited selection and have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;decided to spend a lot of time in learning and biblical research this winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you can find us here at home, &lt;br /&gt;tucked away on the hill amongst the cedars, &lt;br /&gt;the wood stove pouring its heat into the house, &lt;br /&gt;Sammy the cat sprawled out soaking up the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;At least two dogs curled up on the recliner with Pat and us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Old Folks and our IPods" stuck in our ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there's Mr Jones' dilema:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr says "Mr Jones, no wonder you can't hear, you've got a suppository stuck in your ear"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Jones:&amp;nbsp; " So.....that's what happened to my hearing aid." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7043739435599041654?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7043739435599041654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7043739435599041654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7043739435599041654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7043739435599041654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/old-folks-and-ipods.html' title='Old Folks and IPods'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TOMyhgQli9I/AAAAAAAAAjA/3K325Wi-MiI/s72-c/DANCERS63.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8538710915612154323</id><published>2010-11-04T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T06:07:42.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Badger's Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TNKusOulzWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/knqHwQxDLMM/s1600/IMG_3273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TNKusOulzWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/knqHwQxDLMM/s320/IMG_3273.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where Badger likes to hang out when I'm in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately there's been some "hijacking" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going on when he's not watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TNKvWps2jmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WfT-b4kk26M/s1600/IMG_3276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TNKvWps2jmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/WfT-b4kk26M/s320/IMG_3276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We're sleeping here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TNKvmcOESYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6RqIFfR04MQ/s1600/IMG_3277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TNKvmcOESYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6RqIFfR04MQ/s320/IMG_3277.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Do you offer "room service?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8538710915612154323?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8538710915612154323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8538710915612154323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8538710915612154323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8538710915612154323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/badgers-bed.html' title='Badger&apos;s Bed'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TNKusOulzWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/knqHwQxDLMM/s72-c/IMG_3273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-593160128022589059</id><published>2010-10-31T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:08:09.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the bloggin' thing here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TM4U7VPZFlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_AfcOn2x-fU/s1600/German+Pancake.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TM4U7VPZFlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_AfcOn2x-fU/s320/German+Pancake.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I baked a "near perfect" German Pancake again this morning,&amp;nbsp; This isn't it, but it was almost as perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my day at about 5:30 this morning.&amp;nbsp; Since Buster is now sleeping outside we seem to be getting&lt;br /&gt;more sleep, although Pat told me that he was up at 2:00am with Buster barking outside.&amp;nbsp; (I slept right&lt;br /&gt;thru that. (smilin here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1928e8094878da8c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1928e8094878da8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331584769%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D310907B1E142FE4724A762607E8639B0D31E41FC.6A5E16701503C7186DCB6F5936165B6061F10846%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1928e8094878da8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_taJbxAatSMKikHDY6_XyOB1A3U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1928e8094878da8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331584769%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D310907B1E142FE4724A762607E8639B0D31E41FC.6A5E16701503C7186DCB6F5936165B6061F10846%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1928e8094878da8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_taJbxAatSMKikHDY6_XyOB1A3U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kudos to Stayton!&amp;nbsp; He starts his IV Class tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; He had a good lesson with Mischel and they posted it on Facebook, his first IV!&amp;nbsp; This is a big deal for him....he has really made an effort to overcome his fear of needles.&amp;nbsp; Mischel, you were very brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annalise celebrated her 11th birthday this past week and a big birthday party this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big project for the week was replacing my torn bumper.&amp;nbsp; I've had to drive my car with a big rip out of my front bumper for two years now.....decided I was gonna keep the car and fix it up.&amp;nbsp; Bought a good used bumper from ebay.&amp;nbsp; A friend who does a lot of auto work told me how to paint it and by golly it turned out pretty good.&amp;nbsp; Pat put it on for me this morning, I washed the car and what a difference. I should have taken a picture for you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the Giants and Texans are playing in World Series.......sorry&amp;nbsp; Ron, I just would like to see Texas win this one. (smilin again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kody will be graduating from Job Corps next month.&amp;nbsp; We are very proud of you Kody!!! And we pray that the right doors will open for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been so lame about keeping this blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-593160128022589059?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/593160128022589059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=593160128022589059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/593160128022589059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/593160128022589059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/update-on-bloggin-thing-here.html' title='Update on the bloggin&apos; thing here.'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TM4U7VPZFlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_AfcOn2x-fU/s72-c/German+Pancake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8474667940836513481</id><published>2010-10-24T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T09:07:22.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Dogs - We have had our share</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TMRUBojKXtI/AAAAAAAAAio/AIDYht48Dtc/s1600/Buster.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TMRUBojKXtI/AAAAAAAAAio/AIDYht48Dtc/s320/Buster.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our Buster.&amp;nbsp; He has been in our family for well over 15 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We estimate that he is about 17-18 years old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is so devoted to Pat.&amp;nbsp; He has been a "good old dog".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TMRWcimefiI/AAAAAAAAAis/JwG8AuMFbSM/s1600/Buster+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TMRWcimefiI/AAAAAAAAAis/JwG8AuMFbSM/s320/Buster+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are perplexed to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With his old age has come some problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once the best housebroke dog ever, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;now he's incontinent and needs forever let out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's near deaf, so we have to keep him in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He likes to sleep under the lilac shrub and once there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you would have to go and shake him to get him up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes even in his dog crate, during the middle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of the day when I come home to let them out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have to touch him to wake him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The dilemma here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We haven't had a good night's sleep for quite awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Buster seems to sleep sound from about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10 pm til early am, then it's up and down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He barks to go out, we let him out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He wanders around outside for about an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I go back to bed and figure when he barks to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;come back in, either I'll wake up again or Pat will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This goes on til we finally both are up and start our regular day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, today we are working on an insulated heated dog house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have an enclosure in the yard to contain him away from&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the back door, lest he continues to bark to get in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It will be a temporary measure, until outside temperatures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;get really down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But maybe we can get a few good nights sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Neither of us feel it's time to say goodbye to the old dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Any in all honesty, I pray this one will die a natural death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good ole' Buster Brown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You've given us some funny stories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8474667940836513481?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8474667940836513481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8474667940836513481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8474667940836513481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8474667940836513481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/old-dogs-we-have-had-our-share.html' title='Old Dogs - We have had our share'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TMRUBojKXtI/AAAAAAAAAio/AIDYht48Dtc/s72-c/Buster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5271745003307689165</id><published>2010-10-09T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T17:59:23.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Town Deer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEO0LCneFI/AAAAAAAAAiM/r0yXEtZioWI/s1600/IMG_3258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEO0LCneFI/AAAAAAAAAiM/r0yXEtZioWI/s320/IMG_3258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish I could have gotten a picture from the front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEO_PdDXJI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EKBtreVYItA/s1600/IMG_3259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEO_PdDXJI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EKBtreVYItA/s320/IMG_3259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿But this is a pretty good view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've seen him a few times and just happened to have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my camera this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although pretty to look at, the town deer do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pose a danger this time of year and in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the spring when the does have little ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have attacked pets in their own yards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5271745003307689165?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5271745003307689165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5271745003307689165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5271745003307689165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5271745003307689165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/town-deer.html' title='Town Deer'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEO0LCneFI/AAAAAAAAAiM/r0yXEtZioWI/s72-c/IMG_3258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6584584109523174531</id><published>2010-10-09T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T17:53:06.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Colors in Craig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEMtRE4VzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CFYniBneqJA/s1600/IMG_3261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEMtRE4VzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CFYniBneqJA/s320/IMG_3261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of the colors around town as I travel about from job to job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLENE4uHjoI/AAAAAAAAAiE/2I7Cb7byzIY/s1600/IMG_3262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLENE4uHjoI/AAAAAAAAAiE/2I7Cb7byzIY/s320/IMG_3262.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had some really high winds a few days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was glad to find some leaves still on the trees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLENVVeLtnI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LhgFd0S-xkY/s1600/IMG_3263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLENVVeLtnI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LhgFd0S-xkY/s320/IMG_3263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿ Ash trees can really light up a street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the wind storm we discovered a large branch from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our elm tree laying gently against the side of the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amazing, didn't damage anything, small dent in one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fence panel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Stayton for cleaning it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6584584109523174531?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6584584109523174531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6584584109523174531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6584584109523174531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6584584109523174531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-colors-in-craig.html' title='Fall Colors in Craig'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TLEMtRE4VzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CFYniBneqJA/s72-c/IMG_3261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2006699482683658426</id><published>2010-10-03T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T13:01:08.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday's to Pat and Kody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TKjfpwwzuxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HJKAcGQvhqU/s1600/IMG_3257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TKjfpwwzuxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HJKAcGQvhqU/s320/IMG_3257.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TKjdEO61UTI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CMbfnjxF65c/s1600/IMG_3253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TKjdEO61UTI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CMbfnjxF65c/s320/IMG_3253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Kody and Shanna at Job Corps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the day with them on Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was Pat's birthday and Kody's will be Tues., &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he turns 21....can't even believe it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where have the years gone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will always remember the first time he smiled at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lisha and I were setting on the edge of the bed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was holding him and he smiled, my very first grandma smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took my breath away as tears streamed down my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2006699482683658426?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2006699482683658426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2006699482683658426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2006699482683658426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2006699482683658426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthdays-to-pat-and-kody.html' title='Happy Birthday&apos;s to Pat and Kody'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TKjfpwwzuxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HJKAcGQvhqU/s72-c/IMG_3257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1892272325818647939</id><published>2010-09-28T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T06:50:24.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog is "Bogged" Down</title><content type='html'>Yes, Yes, I know......I need to update this blog....&lt;br /&gt;It's not that my life is at a total standstill.........I just haven't felt witty or enlightened enough to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really.... I have things to say, but maybe you don't really want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is fading away here.&amp;nbsp; The days are gorgeous, temps in the 80's....I love, love, love the Fall.&lt;br /&gt;We have been "putting away" the yard for the winter. Emptying flowerpots, pulling up the sunflowers &lt;br /&gt;that have mostly been eaten now by the birds.&amp;nbsp; The fish in the pond will go away this week for winter &lt;br /&gt;storage in an aquarium.&amp;nbsp; I'm even considering it's time to put away the fountain in the den and haul in &lt;br /&gt;some firewood, so when those temperatures do take a dip we will be ready with a nice warm fire. (ugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat and I tried to go to the mountains to catch the colors, but dang road was so rough, we just decided&lt;br /&gt;we weren't that anxious to venture there...do you have any idea what it's like to drive on "washboards" in &lt;br /&gt;four wheel truck with bad suspension...just ain't up to it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought we might try another outing on the horses this week...we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1892272325818647939?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1892272325818647939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1892272325818647939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1892272325818647939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1892272325818647939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-blog-is-bogged-down.html' title='My Blog is &quot;Bogged&quot; Down'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6712398569752824705</id><published>2010-09-19T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:23:03.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out for a "short" ride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TJaaD4HicUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/t_ijl7TDM1c/s1600/IMG_3231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TJaaD4HicUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/t_ijl7TDM1c/s320/IMG_3231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were out for a casual ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Pat with Amore(head down) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Ginger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, just a few minutes after I took this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pat took a fall off Amore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We aren't sure what's up with her, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but will be a few days before we can go out again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's ok, bumped and bruised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TJaZ05rUphI/AAAAAAAAAhM/BFpdjXskryI/s1600/IMG_3233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TJaZ05rUphI/AAAAAAAAAhM/BFpdjXskryI/s320/IMG_3233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the view from here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the black tips on her ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TJaaRTx1m1I/AAAAAAAAAhc/g6I-RoRcloI/s1600/IMG_3239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TJaaRTx1m1I/AAAAAAAAAhc/g6I-RoRcloI/s320/IMG_3239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ginger is my Kiger Mustang from Oregon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-6712398569752824705?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6712398569752824705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6712398569752824705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6712398569752824705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6712398569752824705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/out-for-short-ride.html' title='Out for a &quot;short&quot; ride.'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TJaaD4HicUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/t_ijl7TDM1c/s72-c/IMG_3231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1780940513470186696</id><published>2010-09-11T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T12:51:05.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good thought for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TIvdK3bBJuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/YfTGOK1qITo/s1600/IMG_1402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TIvdK3bBJuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/YfTGOK1qITo/s320/IMG_1402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you are holding on to in this life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hold it loosely- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it won't hurt so much &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the Lord has to pry your fingers open&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to take it away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1780940513470186696?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1780940513470186696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1780940513470186696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1780940513470186696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1780940513470186696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-thought-for-day.html' title='Good thought for the day'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TIvdK3bBJuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/YfTGOK1qITo/s72-c/IMG_1402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2066030018916838506</id><published>2010-09-05T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:18:46.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon to Mischel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TIQXBrE-NcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FOZC98Cbr-4/s1600/Bird+on+Limb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TIQXBrE-NcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FOZC98Cbr-4/s320/Bird+on+Limb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just "hang in" there!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Better days are comin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love you!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Dad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2066030018916838506?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2066030018916838506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2066030018916838506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2066030018916838506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2066030018916838506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/get-well-soon-to-mischel.html' title='Get Well Soon to Mischel'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TIQXBrE-NcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FOZC98Cbr-4/s72-c/Bird+on+Limb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6690983398466603924</id><published>2010-08-30T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T06:12:51.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Idaho with Desmond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THusXgyYWXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/P32CmnG45Pc/s1600/IMG_3199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THusXgyYWXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/P32CmnG45Pc/s320/IMG_3199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had such a great visit with Desmond.&amp;nbsp; He had a peace about him like I've never seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know he is on the path that God has chosen for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We never know how God will move in our lives to direct our paths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THur8RtEo2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/HpfXondG84A/s1600/IMG_3192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THur8RtEo2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/HpfXondG84A/s320/IMG_3192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Should have had Pat take off his cap, but the glare may have been too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THusL2tx48I/AAAAAAAAAgk/H-HKkT-nsnA/s1600/IMG_3198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THusL2tx48I/AAAAAAAAAgk/H-HKkT-nsnA/s320/IMG_3198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Desmond and Mariah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-6690983398466603924?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6690983398466603924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6690983398466603924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6690983398466603924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6690983398466603924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/memories-of-idaho-with-desmond.html' title='Memories of Idaho with Desmond'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THusXgyYWXI/AAAAAAAAAgs/P32CmnG45Pc/s72-c/IMG_3199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6528179487575141800</id><published>2010-08-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:13:41.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time and Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The race is not to the swift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor the battle to the strong,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor bread to the wise,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor riches to men of understanding,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor favor to men of skill:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But time and chance happen to them all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ecclesiates 9:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This showed up on one of my favorite blogs. Her devotion on it has been stuck in my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many times in our lives has "Time and Chance" been a factor and we did not even acknowledge that perhaps God had placed us there and then for such a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We never know when the God of Time and Chance will say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"This is YOUR day! This is YOUR time! This is YOUR race!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God will put you in a position to succeed if you just keep preparing yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give all your best to God and let Him take care of the outcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He will put you in the right place at the right time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He will give you the opportunities you've been waiting for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Except that we believe in the God of Time and Chance, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who holds victory in His Hands. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6528179487575141800?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6528179487575141800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6528179487575141800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6528179487575141800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6528179487575141800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-and-chance.html' title='Time and Chance'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1865802719204422585</id><published>2010-08-25T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T05:47:56.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desmond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THUP9iHaPbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/fy8qxCdPd2U/s1600/Desmond+and+Jeff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THUP9iHaPbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/fy8qxCdPd2U/s320/Desmond+and+Jeff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish I had a little more time this morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But here's a few pictures of the baptism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THUQFZ2K5BI/AAAAAAAAAgE/PfoZ47Jlc3E/s1600/Desmond+Baptism.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THUQFZ2K5BI/AAAAAAAAAgE/PfoZ47Jlc3E/s320/Desmond+Baptism.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No, this isn't a "cult" thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He just decided to try the shaved head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They do look like a matched set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THUQKnAX4xI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ZDn0urQnsQo/s1600/Desmond+Baptism+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THUQKnAX4xI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ZDn0urQnsQo/s320/Desmond+Baptism+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still marveling at what the Lord has been doing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in our lives, in Desmond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm walking in a miracle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1865802719204422585?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1865802719204422585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1865802719204422585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1865802719204422585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1865802719204422585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/desmond.html' title='Desmond'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/THUP9iHaPbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/fy8qxCdPd2U/s72-c/Desmond+and+Jeff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7698684863970432124</id><published>2010-08-13T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T09:45:33.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August Birthday Boy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGV1TmTYbVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Yb5X_wo8FP4/s1600/Grayson.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGV1TmTYbVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Yb5X_wo8FP4/s320/Grayson.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Graysen Michael &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Big Guy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGV1jvdJXzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/hc9LPd2Scvg/s1600/Grayson+-cat.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGV1jvdJXzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/hc9LPd2Scvg/s320/Grayson+-cat.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma is late.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bad Grandma (go to your room)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7698684863970432124?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7698684863970432124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7698684863970432124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7698684863970432124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7698684863970432124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-birthday-boy.html' title='August Birthday Boy!!!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGV1TmTYbVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Yb5X_wo8FP4/s72-c/Grayson.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-353969789805480864</id><published>2010-08-10T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:14:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Office - My Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGFJnAzmaFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Y2qvi5hr6EE/s1600/IMG_3188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGFJnAzmaFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Y2qvi5hr6EE/s320/IMG_3188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my office, my sanctuary.&amp;nbsp; What was once Michael's bedroom serves as my special place. &lt;br /&gt;I got this "almost perfect" chair as a freebie from a garage sale, they actually already had it loaded on the truck to take to the dump.&amp;nbsp; Except for a tiny little hole in one arm, after a thorough shampooing, it was just the chair I would have wanted and the color, mauve, one of my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The side table was Michael's.&amp;nbsp; See there on it, my pens and markers.&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;coaster for my coffee mug and a few magazines. &amp;nbsp;The bright pink item is my "spiral" book.&amp;nbsp; I keep scriptures and quotes that really speak to me.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I just like to set down and go thru them again to remember that God speaks to me daily, thru scripture, reading, etc. On the front is a plastic sleeve that I usually put my most current one in or one that I really want to remember.&amp;nbsp; For now I have Proverbs 8:17 on Wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love those who love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And those who seek me diligently will find me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You could really consider this to be about Wisdom and&amp;nbsp; The Lord.&amp;nbsp; They are one and the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There just behind my chair is my bookshelf, loaded with some of my favorite books, some read, some yet to be read.&amp;nbsp; I also have several on the floor, tucked in where I can easliy reach them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of my favorite things, the little wicker stool there beside my chair.&amp;nbsp; It's a great place to set my bible and comes in handly when I want to kick back and put my feet up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then there is the cabinet with my little lamp, another freebie.&amp;nbsp; Just the right light for my early morning devotions. Just behind it is a fragrance vase. It was a birthday gift from a sweet friend at church.&amp;nbsp; I love the fragrance that graces my quiet place when I here.&amp;nbsp; She gave birth to her 11th child this spring and recently I knew she was struggling with post partum.&amp;nbsp; I'm reminded to pray for her as I sat here each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The cabinet there once was a tall entertainment unit.&amp;nbsp; I cut it down to make a side cabinet for my study area. It fits perfectly under the window and provides mores storage and desktop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGFJy2O3s3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/VO5qZTk-Aw0/s1600/IMG_3189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGFJy2O3s3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/VO5qZTk-Aw0/s320/IMG_3189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Although very cluttered, I chose to include this as well.&amp;nbsp; This is where I'm sitting as you are reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gosh, the camera really does "expose" you. There are some "memories" here.&amp;nbsp; I think about cleaning them off, and I have, but somehow somethings just can't be "put away".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have had some very special moments here.&amp;nbsp;And here is where many prayers go out to God for my children, grandchildren and friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are always either drawing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;near to God &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;or fallling away-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no holding pattern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Fresh Wind Fresh Fire)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May God bless each of you who stopped by today!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-353969789805480864?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/353969789805480864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=353969789805480864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/353969789805480864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/353969789805480864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-office-my-sanctuary.html' title='My Office - My Sanctuary'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TGFJnAzmaFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Y2qvi5hr6EE/s72-c/IMG_3188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7242811953725254094</id><published>2010-08-06T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T10:30:36.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFwjEmPtlMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/i__EiH7ID4w/s1600/Cedar+Mountain+in+the+Cloud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFwjEmPtlMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/i__EiH7ID4w/s320/Cedar+Mountain+in+the+Cloud.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been an interesting week for me.&amp;nbsp; I have just completed an awesome bible study on the old testament book of "Ruth".&amp;nbsp; Most people think of this book as a wonderful love story that just happened to make it's way into the Bible.&amp;nbsp; It is a wonderful love story, but it didn't "just happen" to be added to the scriptures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;God never "just happened" to do anything&lt;/strong&gt;. I believe the Bible to be the inspired word of God and He purposed each and every word printed.&amp;nbsp; Maybe you could take a few minutes and read "Ruth". It is only 4 chapters and good reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday we attended a funeral for a young man, Shannon, &amp;nbsp;from our church.&amp;nbsp; The pastor delivered a very thought provoking message.&amp;nbsp; His text was taken from Ecclesiates.&amp;nbsp; Many of you would recognize a much used portion from chapter 3: To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven. &lt;br /&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Then he moved to chapter 11 verse 3: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #45818e;"&gt;If the clouds are full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #45818e;"&gt;and if a tree falls to the south or the north, in the place where the tree falls, there it shall lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #45818e;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #45818e;"&gt;"Today", he says, "Shannon lies here fallen.&amp;nbsp; His tree has landed where it will stay.&amp;nbsp; And where will your "tree" fall, where will your life lay? What will be your testimony?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put these two thoughts together, Ruth and Ecclesiates, because Ruth left a legacy as well as Shannon.&amp;nbsp; I consider my "legacy".&amp;nbsp; The pastor challenged the young people with where their hearts are with the Lord and challenged the parents about our responsibility.&amp;nbsp; I considered my life.&amp;nbsp; What will be my legacy?&lt;br /&gt;Will my children rise up and call me blessed?&lt;br /&gt;Will they see the power of God in my life?&lt;br /&gt;Will my accomplishments overshadow my faith? &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I need to make wise use of my life - to establish a lasting testimony to all I leave behind. &lt;br /&gt;When my "tree" falls where will it lay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7242811953725254094?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7242811953725254094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7242811953725254094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7242811953725254094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7242811953725254094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/legacy.html' title='Legacy'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFwjEmPtlMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/i__EiH7ID4w/s72-c/Cedar+Mountain+in+the+Cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-184522459380587297</id><published>2010-07-31T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T16:06:40.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K - Ann</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFSplQm-C7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/O8s8q8jQ6tU/s1600/IMG_3176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFSplQm-C7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/O8s8q8jQ6tU/s320/IMG_3176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nine years ago I purchased a beautiful palomino mare for a 4H project for Stayton. He never got a chance to ride her. We bred her for a replacement colt for him.&amp;nbsp; This beautiful horse is K-Ann.&amp;nbsp; She is named in memory of "Kelley Ann", Stayton's mother.&amp;nbsp; K-Ann does have some attitude and carries herself a lot like Kelley, she's special and knows it.&amp;nbsp; The mare died when this baby was just two months old.&amp;nbsp; We doted over her every available moment and that shows in her temperment now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFSqNSv7rxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_nAFbnIm4Oc/s1600/IMG_3172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFSqNSv7rxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_nAFbnIm4Oc/s320/IMG_3172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a trainer who put a week of riding on K-Ann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a couple of years since we've ridden her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so I sent her to a professional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;K-Ann loved every minute of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFSp6JSawuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/6yy3LBblXDo/s1600/IMG_3174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFSp6JSawuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/6yy3LBblXDo/s320/IMG_3174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful - just beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope to be riding her more now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's seven this year and stands a solid 16 hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like to use a stepstool to get up on her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, I didn't get a picture of me on her today.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-184522459380587297?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/184522459380587297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=184522459380587297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/184522459380587297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/184522459380587297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/k-ann.html' title='K - Ann'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFSplQm-C7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/O8s8q8jQ6tU/s72-c/IMG_3176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7369023569179228403</id><published>2010-07-29T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T19:49:21.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little "frazzed"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFI7qM6YYrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/71N0-Q3ic5U/s1600/Rooster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFI7qM6YYrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/71N0-Q3ic5U/s320/Rooster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They say a picture is worth a 1000 words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, this is how I's feelin' tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was thinking I'd be poetic, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but so much for that feelin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My brother showed up last week, unannounced, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he left the same way.&amp;nbsp; Dog gone it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been hot! Hot for me anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just seem to fall apart about 3 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and when it does cool off, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just too tired to give a rip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stayton is on his way to the Grand Canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bet it's well over 100 there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Orioles (birds) are leaving already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've only had a few in today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;still seen a beautiful male.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By next week the mature males will be gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and shortly after that the females and young will depart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have topped out at over 10 gallons of grape jelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm missing a couple goldfish from the pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mystery to me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't really think the cats are in on&amp;nbsp;it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but maybe I'll catch someone in the act. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe tomorrow.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-7369023569179228403?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7369023569179228403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7369023569179228403&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7369023569179228403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7369023569179228403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-little-frazzed.html' title='Just a little &quot;frazzed&quot;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TFI7qM6YYrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/71N0-Q3ic5U/s72-c/Rooster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4462539058752678117</id><published>2010-07-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:07:05.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to Worship by Jonathan Butler.wmv</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/QDft4z_z5jc/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QDft4z_z5jc&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/QDft4z_z5jc&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/8987093950852372046-4462539058752678117?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4462539058752678117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4462539058752678117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4462539058752678117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4462539058752678117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-to-worship-by-jonathan-butlerwmv.html' title='I love to Worship by Jonathan Butler.wmv'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5898469482704934190</id><published>2010-07-25T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T09:02:52.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Just when you think things are "getting normal"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;My youngest brother showed up this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haven't seen him in five years or more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;So here we are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's looking for&amp;nbsp;work and staying with us for a few days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hoping and praying that a door will open for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;They were in New Orleans and that's a depressed area,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;more so than most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Say a prayer for us all here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I have enjoyed a couple rides on my horse Ginger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hope to get some photos of her and me on here this week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Other than that, just doing my daily things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I've been doing bible study in the book of Ruth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Amazing what "gems" can be found when you study &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;with a group and really "dig" into the word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;My group is an on-line study group with women from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;all over the world. We know we have one from Denmark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;and Australia, how cool is that?? Technology can be so fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TExfMmf6y_I/AAAAAAAAAes/umPzwe8Jf3c/s1600/floral+piece.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TExfMmf6y_I/AAAAAAAAAes/umPzwe8Jf3c/s320/floral+piece.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5898469482704934190?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5898469482704934190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5898469482704934190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5898469482704934190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5898469482704934190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-when.html' title='Just when.....'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TExfMmf6y_I/AAAAAAAAAes/umPzwe8Jf3c/s72-c/floral+piece.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2976908194760453330</id><published>2010-07-21T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:31:28.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovingkindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEeonmi-EFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Lki83RamUpo/s1600/IMG_3034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEeonmi-EFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Lki83RamUpo/s320/IMG_3034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lovingkindness"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've read this word mutltiple times in scripture.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recently while reading Jonah I came across it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;again and this time, for the first time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I discovered something about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lovingkindness" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had never known. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God's "lovingkindness" is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God's faithful love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for His unfaithful people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I've not been faithful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has shown His "Lovingkindness"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEeo0dlDlaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/f5MbWTlzEvg/s1600/IMG_3042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEeo0dlDlaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/f5MbWTlzEvg/s320/IMG_3042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 51:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have mercy on me O' God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;according to thy "lovingkindness"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;according&amp;nbsp;unto the multitude of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thy tender mercies-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blot out my trangressions.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEeo_0EmkcI/AAAAAAAAAec/hktQQtxufO8/s1600/IMG_3046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEeo_0EmkcI/AAAAAAAAAec/hktQQtxufO8/s320/IMG_3046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 63:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because thy "lovingkindness"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is better than life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my lips shall praise thee. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2976908194760453330?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2976908194760453330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2976908194760453330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2976908194760453330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2976908194760453330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/lovingkindness.html' title='Lovingkindness'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEeonmi-EFI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Lki83RamUpo/s72-c/IMG_3034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6445998287416680231</id><published>2010-07-18T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:16:58.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEO_7IzCISI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GvAozNZ8_Zs/s1600/IMG_3092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEO_7IzCISI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GvAozNZ8_Zs/s320/IMG_3092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First thing this morning, I had this baby robin on the deck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The parent birds have brought them into the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They love it when I water and the worms come up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPAWK_U7UI/AAAAAAAAAds/FsB-Z3W6xKg/s1600/IMG_3095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPAWK_U7UI/AAAAAAAAAds/FsB-Z3W6xKg/s320/IMG_3095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This little fawn showed up by itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPAsbrmsGI/AAAAAAAAAd0/YRDf5mcD9OU/s1600/IMG_3101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPAsbrmsGI/AAAAAAAAAd0/YRDf5mcD9OU/s320/IMG_3101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He made his way around the fence to the water bucket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We keep it out all summer with fresh water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPA-bKhOTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZQlrzSe3c3o/s1600/IMG_3109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPA-bKhOTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ZQlrzSe3c3o/s320/IMG_3109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This evening a doe came in with her twins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They stop by for a long drink and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it makes for a great photo shoot for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPBTo7E5OI/AAAAAAAAAeE/X92akvmpZ3M/s1600/IMG_3117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEPBTo7E5OI/AAAAAAAAAeE/X92akvmpZ3M/s320/IMG_3117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of my better shots of the male Oriole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We so enjoy them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They have taught their young to come in for jelly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since May 6th, we have gone thru &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;37 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;quarts of grape jelly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Orioles, Tanagers, Grosbeaks and House Finches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The males will be leaving in just&amp;nbsp;a few weeks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the females and young are usually here til&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;end of August. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a busy week for us with company from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;out of state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God is Good!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6445998287416680231?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6445998287416680231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6445998287416680231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6445998287416680231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6445998287416680231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-sunday.html' title='A Great Sunday'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TEO_7IzCISI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GvAozNZ8_Zs/s72-c/IMG_3092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1036878123050178311</id><published>2010-07-15T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T06:02:18.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildflowers and God's Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD77osbbabI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_Jg4WaLRp68/s1600/IMG_3023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD77osbbabI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_Jg4WaLRp68/s320/IMG_3023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indian Paint Brush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I actually slept thru the night, til almost 6:00 a.m.!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't remember if I got up during the night, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really, this is a miracle in itself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This morning as I'm here in my office, my quiet place, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I pray, meditate, read&amp;nbsp; and study, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and take time to thank God for His Blessings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think of my children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My oldest daughter Lisha,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;her strength in the Lord.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can almost read daily how He has held her up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when she had no strength to stand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her testimony and writing of God's word in her life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's a blessing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s1600/scroll+design.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s320/scroll+design.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My daughter Mischel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she has a heart bigger than any I've met.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This past year I learned how she has helped many&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who were destitute and in need. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's a single mom of five, but manages to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bless those in need. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s1600/scroll+design.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s320/scroll+design.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our son Michael is no longer with us in this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His memory has blessings in itself and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still writing his testimony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God had a plan and a purpose for Michael,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and though death took him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will only prove to make his story and testimony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more powerful as God allows it to be written. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s1600/scroll+design.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s320/scroll+design.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our grandson and "adopted son" Stayton.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I even put into words the blessing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he has been and continues to be in our lives. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His soft heart and his forgiving nature is far beyond &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;any I've ever known. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s1600/scroll+design.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD8AKY5ZpcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6oCezKwdsWw/s320/scroll+design.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And today, I want to thank God for such a blessing and miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three years ago, under dire stress and turmoil we made the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;decision to place our adopted son Desmond in a facility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;out of state.&amp;nbsp; Away from home, family, friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I won't go into all of that now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a time of turmoil and strife for all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow will mark his third year there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God has worked miracles in all our lives these past three years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monday evening Desmond called to visit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We talked of how things have gone for him this three years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He sees how it has been a good decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope to write the story of Joseph for him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to see how God took Joseph and used all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that seemed so bad to be for so much good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As our conversation continued, Desmond told me he was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thinking about becoming a Christian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thru the rest of our phone visit, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God allowed me to pray the prayer of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;salvation with Desmond to receive Christ as his saviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That is God at work!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD78pOVVMHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PyQ-ptMhZ18/s1600/IMG_5241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD78pOVVMHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PyQ-ptMhZ18/s320/IMG_5241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today!!! Today!! I rejoice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I started my morning with my conversation with Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Thank you Lord, thank you for this day. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This is your day, the day you have made.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will rejoice and be glad in it"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-1036878123050178311?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1036878123050178311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1036878123050178311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1036878123050178311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1036878123050178311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/wildflowers-and-gods-blessings.html' title='Wildflowers and God&apos;s Blessings'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD77osbbabI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_Jg4WaLRp68/s72-c/IMG_3023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8163725540242115217</id><published>2010-07-14T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:01:31.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Flower Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD51iAh_quI/AAAAAAAAAck/eX1wfUPMIRE/s1600/IMG_3010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD51iAh_quI/AAAAAAAAAck/eX1wfUPMIRE/s320/IMG_3010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We recently moved this fence line and it left us with this vacant space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, it's a flower bed just waiting to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD51FSGxMVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/LqqUrEZ7vR4/s1600/IMG_3012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD51FSGxMVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/LqqUrEZ7vR4/s320/IMG_3012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, after much digging, removing lots of flat rocks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;old ground cloth and dead grass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We added more than a ton of new topsoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Put in some perennial plants and reused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;some of the rocks for a natural look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This fall I'll add some bulbs for spring flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have some wood vine to plant near the dead tree stump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That will be pretty next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD50rdvCTsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/DDbGg4FBmhI/s1600/IMG_3020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD50rdvCTsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/DDbGg4FBmhI/s320/IMG_3020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view from the other end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the "flower tower" to the left of the gate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD53H6XnjUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_cqYglGcsFs/s1600/IMG_3009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD53H6XnjUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_cqYglGcsFs/s320/IMG_3009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I bought this round shelf unit at a garage sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It has 3 glass shelves, 16" in diameter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After walking it all over my house, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;trying to find just the right spot for it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I moved it back outside, thinking it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;was not such a good buy and would give it away, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;until I seen something similiar in a magazine, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;look at it now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found the exact same size pots at the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hardware store.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I plan to remove the bottom pot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and plant in day lilies directly in the soil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD53j0RJUKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gHWJJ91qF3w/s1600/IMG_3013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD53j0RJUKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gHWJJ91qF3w/s320/IMG_3013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to put the "wave" petunias in here next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't you just imagine how beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD54GgfxPBI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ti3MfuBsmbU/s1600/IMG_3018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD54GgfxPBI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ti3MfuBsmbU/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I picked this large base up at a recycle center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was either the base for a large bird bath &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or possibly a table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I added a large round stepping stone on top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to support the peat pot planter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This wave petunia has not done as well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but still makes a pretty statement &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for recycled "yard art"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8163725540242115217?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8163725540242115217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8163725540242115217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8163725540242115217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8163725540242115217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-flower-bed.html' title='New Flower Bed'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TD51iAh_quI/AAAAAAAAAck/eX1wfUPMIRE/s72-c/IMG_3010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1300240760145158775</id><published>2010-07-12T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T04:50:48.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure time</title><content type='html'>We have had a busy weekend. On Friday we started a new project....thought this would be a "slam dunk"...&lt;br /&gt;The ceiling in our den was the last "big ugly" in the main part of the house.&amp;nbsp; Ugly, ugly, ugly blue paint, cracked and actually large exposed raw wood from previous water damage.&amp;nbsp; It was the one glaring ugly that I really was ready to say goodbye to.&amp;nbsp; When I suggested to Pat that it could be our next "project", he jumped right into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday he brought home the materials, put up some pressed foam insulation (It's a "man" thing.&amp;nbsp; "We need to increase the R value there", I think it's increased by 4%??? )&amp;nbsp; Even the pink foam board with the Corning Label was an improvement.&amp;nbsp; Saturday we began installing "tongue and groove" pine.&amp;nbsp; Not an easy task considering we have a 12' span and a slightly bowed ceiling.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty intense in a few places.&amp;nbsp; By early afternoon I realized this was no longer a "slam dunk" project and we were truly "in over our heads", but as Pat often says "You can't say whoa in a horse race". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to sheer exhaustion we called it an evening and decided to wait til Sunday to finish the thing. Really hate to have this kind of work for Sunday.&amp;nbsp; We had company coming on Monday so we really needed to "get 'er done". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to put up the few remaining boards before church then we would have time to clean up and get the house in order for our arriving guests, on Monday (did I say, Monday).&amp;nbsp; I had decided to paint a few pieces of exposed blue wall while I was at it, really hate that blue.&amp;nbsp; So there I was up on the ladder, paint brush in hand, when the phone rang.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our guests were just over 2 hours away and headed to our house.&lt;br /&gt;You know that "dream" you have, you're trying to run and just can't move??? Yea, that's the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't panic, I don't think I panicked, maybe I panicked a little.....But I did start really moving.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately those last few boards went in really easy.&amp;nbsp; I got two coats of paint on those small areas. &lt;br /&gt;I began to clean up and move stuff back in place as Pat was putting the last few small pieces on the large skylight in there.&amp;nbsp; I was really moving fast at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the den back together, got the house swept, vacuumed, dusted.&amp;nbsp; Even got a shower and the dishes done in the sink......our guests took a little longer to make that 2 hour trip and we managed to "redeem the time".&amp;nbsp; I've been told that I function well under pressure.......so guess I still have that trait.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having a great visit with friends we met over 25 years ago in Washington.&amp;nbsp; We haven't seen them for about 15 years.&amp;nbsp; ( And you know....they didn't come to see our house, they came to see us!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1300240760145158775?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1300240760145158775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1300240760145158775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1300240760145158775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1300240760145158775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/pressure-time.html' title='Pressure time'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4872039033062123425</id><published>2010-07-07T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:11:31.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who He Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He is the first and the last, the beginning and the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He’s the keeper of creation and the creator of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He’s the architect of the universe and the manager of all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He always was, always is, always will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Unmoved, unchanged, undefeated and never undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He was bruised but brought healing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He was pierced but eased pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He was persecuted but brought freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He was dead and brings life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He was risen to bring power. And He reigns to bring peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The world can’t understand Him. Armies can’t defeat Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Schools can’t explain Him and leaders can’t ignore Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Herod couldn’t kill Him. Nero couldn’t crush Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The new age cannot replace Him and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oprah cannot explain Him away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He is life. He is Love. He is longevity and He is the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He is goodness, and kindness and faithfulness and He is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He is holy and righteous and powerful and pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;His ways are right, His word eternal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;His will unchanging and His mind is on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He’s our Savior, our guide, our peace, our joy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;our comfort, our Lord, and He rules our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I serve Him because His bond is love, His yoke is easy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;His burden is light and His goal for us is abundant life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I follow Him because He is the wisdom of the wise, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;the power of the powerful, the ancient of days, the ruler of rulers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the leader of all leaders and His goal is a relationship with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He’ll never leave you, never forsake you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;never mislead you, never forget you, never overlook you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and never cancel your appointment in His appointment book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you fall, He’ll lift you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you fail, He’ll forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you're weak, He is strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you’re lost, He is your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you’re afraid, He’s your courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you stumble, He will steady you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you’re hurt, He’s going to heal you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you’re broken, He will mend you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you’re blind, He will lead you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you’re hungry, He will feed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When you face trials, He’s with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I face persecution, He shields me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I face problems, He will comfort me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I face loss, He will provide for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When we face death, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He will carry us all home to meet Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He is everything for everybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;everywhere, every time and in every way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He is your God, and that, Sisters, is who you belong to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Priscilla Shirer (Deeper Still Conference)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4872039033062123425?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4872039033062123425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4872039033062123425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4872039033062123425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4872039033062123425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-he-is.html' title='Who He Is'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5924897451565636826</id><published>2010-07-01T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:42:08.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCx9gae25rI/AAAAAAAAAb8/fkXwzMPsh8I/s1600/IMG_2957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCx9gae25rI/AAAAAAAAAb8/fkXwzMPsh8I/s320/IMG_2957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCx91udNpWI/AAAAAAAAAcE/almcpVz59E4/s1600/100_0333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCx91udNpWI/AAAAAAAAAcE/almcpVz59E4/s320/100_0333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Fishing trip to Greystone - Father's Day Weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;They had a blast!!! Caught so many fish they both were exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;What a day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5924897451565636826?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5924897451565636826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5924897451565636826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5924897451565636826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5924897451565636826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-day-fishing.html' title='A Good Day Fishing'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCx9gae25rI/AAAAAAAAAb8/fkXwzMPsh8I/s72-c/IMG_2957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-253554865353972334</id><published>2010-06-30T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T06:12:01.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 30, 2010 - A Special Day - A Special Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCtBhaxT_4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/3lKlI3slKYs/s1600/IMG_1733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCtBhaxT_4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/3lKlI3slKYs/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6yDFn3OAFo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6yDFn3OAFo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-253554865353972334?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/253554865353972334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=253554865353972334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/253554865353972334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/253554865353972334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-30-2010-special-day.html' title='June 30, 2010 - A Special Day - A Special Place'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCtBhaxT_4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/3lKlI3slKYs/s72-c/IMG_1733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6705693160827547830</id><published>2010-06-23T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:05:58.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is Here!!</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to get all the baskets, pots and planters done,,,,but realizing I'll be a while yet before I've said enough is enough!!! I cleared out the small garden area and put in grass&amp;nbsp;there.&amp;nbsp; Pat built new fence line which made some wonderful posts for hanging baskets, birdfeeders and more "yard art"....I think I've become a collector of such items and have had a blast arranging them in my yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKjnxVxEzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/l8nwmJ2ouBY/s1600/IMG_2980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKjnxVxEzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/l8nwmJ2ouBY/s320/IMG_2980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Disguised here is the "tongue" of the trailer....&lt;br /&gt;yes we live in an old mobile home, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or better said in "redneck" a trailer house: a mobile home designed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;for those years in which families truly were "mobile".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We considered having it removed, but in the event&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we someday are financially able to build on this site,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we would need this apparatus to remove said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;trailer house from current location. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, being the ever clever artist I am, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I converted the "tongue" or hitch for a plant stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, there's an original idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKlEG3FWzI/AAAAAAAAAbM/chSFwTU4kVY/s1600/IMG_2976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKlEG3FWzI/AAAAAAAAAbM/chSFwTU4kVY/s320/IMG_2976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my old "seeder" that now holds a couple of trays of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;petunias and pansies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The old milk can serves as a bird feeder as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We fill the lid with sunflower seeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To the left is the "wine rack" bird feeder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It holds a "sock" of seeds for the little birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The larger birds can not get to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just behind the seeder is the Oriole jelly feeder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So far this summer we have gone thru &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;24 qts ( 6 gallons) of grape jelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have 3 jelly feeders around the yard and usually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;fill them 2 to 3 times a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKrVLrTUQI/AAAAAAAAAbU/moti6ZScWdY/s1600/IMG_2978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKrVLrTUQI/AAAAAAAAAbU/moti6ZScWdY/s320/IMG_2978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a "flower bed"&amp;nbsp; Really!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Found this cute little twin size headboard in our dumpster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just couldn't resist it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will be a few weeks before it all takes shape,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I just loved the detail of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See the cute hummingbird feeder that Stayton &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gave me for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the hanging basket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKsalUjQ6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/mCZhFquEt3I/s1600/IMG_2979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKsalUjQ6I/AAAAAAAAAbc/mCZhFquEt3I/s320/IMG_2979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was once the ugliest corner of the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm loving it with my painted milk can, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;rescued geraniums that stayed inside all winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The fish pond is just under this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sweet little birdhouse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;which was a gift from a dear friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've got more, but have been on this computer for hours!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you enjoy the tour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6705693160827547830?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6705693160827547830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6705693160827547830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6705693160827547830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6705693160827547830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-is-here.html' title='Summer is Here!!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TCKjnxVxEzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/l8nwmJ2ouBY/s72-c/IMG_2980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2252986484988477389</id><published>2010-06-17T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:13:16.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15th Wedding Anniversary to Lisha &amp; Ron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBq6B_YbNFI/AAAAAAAAAa0/9-mjkRk4J_c/s1600/scan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBq6B_YbNFI/AAAAAAAAAa0/9-mjkRk4J_c/s320/scan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2252986484988477389?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2252986484988477389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2252986484988477389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2252986484988477389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2252986484988477389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-15th-wedding-anniversary-to-lisha.html' title='Happy 15th Wedding Anniversary to Lisha &amp; Ron'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBq6B_YbNFI/AAAAAAAAAa0/9-mjkRk4J_c/s72-c/scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2701356178570388630</id><published>2010-06-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:40:19.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBbZkX2F9sI/AAAAAAAAAac/sJ8By0LMU4w/s1600/IMG_2939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBbZkX2F9sI/AAAAAAAAAac/sJ8By0LMU4w/s320/IMG_2939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got a peek into one of our bird boxes and found these little guys.&amp;nbsp; I counted five of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just got back from a great weekend in Denver.&amp;nbsp; Deeper Life Conference with Beth Moore, Priscilla Shier and Kay Arthur.&amp;nbsp; Almost 5000 women at the Magness Arena University of Denver....powerful!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starting Thursday I spent the next three days staying up late and getting up early.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, by Sunday I was one whipped granny.....but it was so fun.&amp;nbsp; Got to bed at midnight Saturday and still woke up by 5:00 am on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Finally crashed on the sofa early afternoon and took a two hour nap, that's a record for me.&amp;nbsp; Woke up feeling like I'd been train wrecked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2701356178570388630?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2701356178570388630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2701356178570388630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2701356178570388630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2701356178570388630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/got-peek-into-one-of-our-bird-boxes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBbZkX2F9sI/AAAAAAAAAac/sJ8By0LMU4w/s72-c/IMG_2939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8742596329438926256</id><published>2010-06-11T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:23:02.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace that passes all understanding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBJBLa4l9GI/AAAAAAAAAaU/r1pD9CuLldg/s1600/IMG_2932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBJBLa4l9GI/AAAAAAAAAaU/r1pD9CuLldg/s320/IMG_2932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;"Hey Mom, How's it going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;"Hey Son, it's going good.&amp;nbsp; How it's going for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;This was so often how our conversations would began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;"Aaaaaa......Life is good.&amp;nbsp; The birds are singing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;The sun is shining. The flowers are blooming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;It's a great day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;The lilacs bloom here about the first of June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Michael was leaning out his bedroom window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;This was his view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;It was a beautiful day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;I heard the peace and hope in his voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;and could sense the smile on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two weeks later he was gone from this life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today is the day to consider.&amp;nbsp; How's it going for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where will you be in two weeks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thank God for the unbelievable strength and peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that only He can give. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8742596329438926256?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8742596329438926256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8742596329438926256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8742596329438926256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8742596329438926256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/peace-that-passes-all-understanding.html' title='Peace that passes all understanding.'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TBJBLa4l9GI/AAAAAAAAAaU/r1pD9CuLldg/s72-c/IMG_2932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5669381799252441248</id><published>2010-06-06T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:34:24.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning Outing - Walk on Cedar Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAwQNwUkLpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/UYCHMrpiZRQ/s1600/IMG_2880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAwQNwUkLpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/UYCHMrpiZRQ/s320/IMG_2880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAwQ2sLVaGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/m0-ciMUxHRs/s1600/IMG_2898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAwQ2sLVaGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/m0-ciMUxHRs/s320/IMG_2898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This public land area is just a couple miles down the road from us.&amp;nbsp; We started hiking here early this spring, even before all the snow was gone.&amp;nbsp; It's a great hike and beautiful scenery.&amp;nbsp; As the season progresses we see something new each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAwQhDg4ZiI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PMIupexNDAA/s1600/IMG_2897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAwQhDg4ZiI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PMIupexNDAA/s320/IMG_2897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Badger and Turbo posed pretty good for this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They love to go for a walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today's trip: We found an abandoned eagle's nest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A friendly snake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A caterpillars nest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, the wild flowers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I could take hundreds of pictures of these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've posted them on the sidebars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-5669381799252441248?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5669381799252441248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5669381799252441248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5669381799252441248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5669381799252441248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-morning-outing-walk-on-cedar.html' title='Sunday Morning Outing - Walk on Cedar Mountain'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAwQNwUkLpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/UYCHMrpiZRQ/s72-c/IMG_2880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8125214098470153029</id><published>2010-06-03T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T07:16:22.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Birdwatching,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAe2DPgF_aI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XTdem-mykUM/s1600/IMG_2764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAe2DPgF_aI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XTdem-mykUM/s320/IMG_2764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Indigo Bunting.&amp;nbsp; This was such a surprise.&amp;nbsp; They are not common to this area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; He and his mate were here for a few weeks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAe2hky7jFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tsEkCmJCwWc/s1600/Tanager+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAe2hky7jFI/AAAAAAAAAYc/tsEkCmJCwWc/s320/Tanager+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Western Tanager.&amp;nbsp; They are so colorful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They also enjoy the grape jelly dishes and oriole nectar feeders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAe25prPZ0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ovqxD2S8qRU/s1600/IMG_2728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAe25prPZ0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ovqxD2S8qRU/s320/IMG_2728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lazuli Bunting and Blackheaded Grosbeak. They often shared this feeder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've taken each of these photos from my windows.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-8125214098470153029?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8125214098470153029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8125214098470153029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8125214098470153029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8125214098470153029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-birdwatching.html' title='More Birdwatching,'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/TAe2DPgF_aI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XTdem-mykUM/s72-c/IMG_2764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2853210371999895274</id><published>2010-05-27T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:19:32.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Locks of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_7gbG5JmWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/SF7pB1Bps08/s1600/locks-of-love-hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_7gbG5JmWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/SF7pB1Bps08/s320/locks-of-love-hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our granddaughter Annalise, her principal and teacher at Annalise's school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Each donated their hair this past week in honor of a friend or relative who has battled with cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annalise, we are very proud of you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-2853210371999895274?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2853210371999895274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2853210371999895274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2853210371999895274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2853210371999895274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/locks-of-love.html' title='Locks of Love'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_7gbG5JmWI/AAAAAAAAAYM/SF7pB1Bps08/s72-c/locks-of-love-hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4797682222832285125</id><published>2010-05-23T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:33:43.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Horses at Sandwash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nGjW2wxPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/iM__qk8tbL0/s1600/IMG_2638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nGjW2wxPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/iM__qk8tbL0/s320/IMG_2638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nG8AHVxhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DYzj59a_xLo/s1600/IMG_2653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nG8AHVxhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DYzj59a_xLo/s320/IMG_2653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a fantastic trip to Sandwash Basin in Northwest Colorado.&amp;nbsp; It is home to one of the Wild Horse Management areas in Colorado.&amp;nbsp; It holds tremendous memories for us.&amp;nbsp; Stayton has been going there since before he was born....literally.&amp;nbsp; His mother's family has spent decades going to Sandwash.&amp;nbsp; Before the days of the BLM management, his greatgrandfather and uncles spent many a day chasing down and capturing wild horses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now that the BLM is in charge, you can go every four years and watch the roundup and adopt yourself a horse or two.&amp;nbsp; We were introduced to this event shortly after the death of Stayton's mother and grandmother, who herself was very passionate about the wild horses.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry I didn't get a picture of the memorial plaque attached to the BLM corrals there at Sandwash in memory of Tracy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;These trips bring back the fondest of memories.&amp;nbsp; We have attempted to do at least one each year since 2000.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful day and very successful as we seen over 80 horses today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nGuGc7DNI/AAAAAAAAAX0/DBxFFaWCGUc/s1600/IMG_2642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nGuGc7DNI/AAAAAAAAAX0/DBxFFaWCGUc/s320/IMG_2642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Palomino mares - notice grey horse just to right, he's the stallion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and telling them to "move on". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nHIx6_39I/AAAAAAAAAYE/aNWXs-yjlgE/s1600/IMG_2654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nHIx6_39I/AAAAAAAAAYE/aNWXs-yjlgE/s320/IMG_2654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This group of mares belong to the palomino stallion.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp;handsome little colt here in front is this year's baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4797682222832285125?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4797682222832285125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4797682222832285125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4797682222832285125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4797682222832285125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/wild-horses-at-sandwash.html' title='Wild Horses at Sandwash'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_nGjW2wxPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/iM__qk8tbL0/s72-c/IMG_2638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4416300575979696387</id><published>2010-05-21T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T14:54:11.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdwatching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b-wiBEvgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WKhB5O2bCME/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b-wiBEvgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WKhB5O2bCME/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have been so blessed with such color of birds in our yard this past week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are Lazuli Buntings. We've got a glimpse of them in past years, but this year they are hanging around. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b_dUn9eCI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uGBkFKTNQVs/s1600/IMG_2503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b_dUn9eCI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uGBkFKTNQVs/s320/IMG_2503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b_BTw0YjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/qQwbYUX-dRA/s1600/IMG_2554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b_BTw0YjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/qQwbYUX-dRA/s320/IMG_2554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a newcomer to the yard this year.&amp;nbsp; An Evening Grosbeak. They look like small parrots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got several pictures of them. Four at a time in the bird bath. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b_NHY0OpI/AAAAAAAAAXc/8pVA_YNMAok/s1600/IMG_2555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b_NHY0OpI/AAAAAAAAAXc/8pVA_YNMAok/s320/IMG_2555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are all taken from the kitchen window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4416300575979696387?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4416300575979696387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4416300575979696387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4416300575979696387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4416300575979696387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/birdwatching.html' title='Birdwatching'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_b-wiBEvgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WKhB5O2bCME/s72-c/IMG_2544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-3919848422488273059</id><published>2010-05-19T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:04:01.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8th Grade Graduate - Congratulations Goes to Emily!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SYPkiD-iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YziwLGKxpko/s1600/Emily+in+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SYPkiD-iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YziwLGKxpko/s320/Emily+in+dress.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You're just too cute!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And too "grown up" here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulations!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-3919848422488273059?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3919848422488273059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=3919848422488273059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3919848422488273059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3919848422488273059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/8th-grade-graduate-congratulations-goes.html' title='8th Grade Graduate - Congratulations Goes to Emily!!!!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SYPkiD-iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YziwLGKxpko/s72-c/Emily+in+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5062153274992956789</id><published>2010-05-19T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:00:27.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Thoughts &amp; Belated Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SSpPmSHII/AAAAAAAAAWk/3H5G3G-WD4c/s1600/Megan+and+Me!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SSpPmSHII/AAAAAAAAAWk/3H5G3G-WD4c/s320/Megan+and+Me!.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Stayton &amp;amp; Megan&lt;/div&gt;Megan's birthday was April 23rd and Stayton's May 1 - Love you both!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SVtVCSjlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/erJeuh-rX3w/s1600/Mischel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SVtVCSjlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/erJeuh-rX3w/s320/Mischel.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mischel (Missy) Happy Birthday- May 6th - The last of the "30's" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SXDNnDAjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/HvGnkCJCa1Y/s1600/IMG_1945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SXDNnDAjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/HvGnkCJCa1Y/s320/IMG_1945.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lisha - May 9th - Love this photo !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5062153274992956789?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5062153274992956789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5062153274992956789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5062153274992956789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5062153274992956789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/special-thoughts-belated-birthdays.html' title='Special Thoughts &amp; Belated Birthdays'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S_SSpPmSHII/AAAAAAAAAWk/3H5G3G-WD4c/s72-c/Megan+and+Me!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7087327195182556596</id><published>2010-05-15T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:16:29.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With Age Comes Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-8qFYRl6VI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ESerGzhovRo/s1600/ATT00001_.jpe" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-8qFYRl6VI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ESerGzhovRo/s320/ATT00001_.jpe" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy is 72 years old and loves to fish &lt;br /&gt;He was sitting in his boat the other day &lt;br /&gt;when he heard a voice say, &lt;br /&gt;'Pick me up.'&lt;br /&gt;He looked around and couldn't see any one. &lt;br /&gt;He thought he was dreaming when he heard the voice say a gain,&lt;br /&gt;'Pick me up..'&lt;br /&gt;He looked in the water and there, floating on the top, was a frog..&lt;br /&gt;The man said, 'Are you talking to me?'&lt;br /&gt;The frog said, 'Yes, I'm talking to you. &lt;br /&gt;Pick me up then, kiss me and I'll turn into the most beautiful woman you have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure that all your friends are envious and jealous because I will be your bride!'&lt;br /&gt;The man looked at the frog for a short time, &lt;br /&gt;reached over, picked it up carefully, and placed it in his front pocket.&lt;br /&gt;The frog said, 'What, are you nuts? Didn't you hear what I said?&lt;br /&gt;I said kiss me and I will be your beautiful bride.'&lt;br /&gt;He opened his pocket, looked at the frog and said, &lt;br /&gt;'Nah, at my age I'd rather have a talking frog.'&lt;br /&gt;With age comes wisdom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7087327195182556596?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7087327195182556596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7087327195182556596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7087327195182556596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7087327195182556596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/with-age-comes-wisdom.html' title='With Age Comes Wisdom'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-8qFYRl6VI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ESerGzhovRo/s72-c/ATT00001_.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2087307330074938875</id><published>2010-05-15T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:14:29.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day - May 8th, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-7HcFnR6eI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wnMDIuF69xo/s1600/Family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-7HcFnR6eI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wnMDIuF69xo/s320/Family.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a bunch of us in Grand Junction last weekend.&amp;nbsp; We were celebrating: Kody's Job Corps success, Stayton's 19th Birthday, Mischel's 39th Birthday and Mother's Day for Mischel and I.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to be together with all of you!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For those not familiar with us:&amp;nbsp; Top row, left to right: Stayton, Kyle, Kody and Pat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seated: Mischel, Emily and Me.&amp;nbsp; Great picture!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/8987093950852372046-2087307330074938875?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2087307330074938875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2087307330074938875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2087307330074938875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2087307330074938875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/family-day-may-8th-2010.html' title='Family Day - May 8th, 2010'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-7HcFnR6eI/AAAAAAAAAWU/wnMDIuF69xo/s72-c/Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5337180460742176310</id><published>2010-05-13T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:21:57.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM a Morning Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-xZE0yampI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xir9JrOQnyc/s1600/Coffee+cup.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-xZE0yampI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xir9JrOQnyc/s320/Coffee+cup.gif" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Opening my blog today, I realized it's been 4 weeks since my last post.....not that I haven't had lots to comment about..........three birthdays, make that four.......an anniversary (#42) and countless other family mentions, that I haven't mentioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal.........I am a morning person.&amp;nbsp; I "love, love, love!" the mornings.......great cup of coffee, quiet mornings and "look out day".....here I come.&amp;nbsp; I function best in the mornings, brain is fresh and rested and I'm ready.&amp;nbsp; I love to get things done early.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But you see, my routine has changed and I'm having some difficulty in adjusting my day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become more aware of&amp;nbsp; "needful" quiet time with the Lord&amp;nbsp; before I blast off into the business of the day.&amp;nbsp; I have been reading through the Bible.&amp;nbsp; Finished the New Testament first and now way into the Old Testament.&amp;nbsp; Found out recently that the books of our Bible are not in chronological order, some overlap - written same time period but different authors and thus do have repetition, but still have some great "nuggets" of inspiration for today woven in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, to make a long story short or longer.....whichever.&amp;nbsp; I have made a commitment to stay off the computer til I get home in the afternoons, or until later in the morning if I have a late start or day off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But by the time I get home I'm usually out of inspiration, so I'm adjusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few weeks, since I came back from&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;California I have been over my head in completing a scrapbook photo album for Stayton's birthday and I couldn't even blog about that (it was a secret)&amp;nbsp; Lisha &amp;amp; I started it last May for Stayton's graduation party.&amp;nbsp; I took the whole works with me to California and we spent a whole day working thru it.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to spend the day "scrapping" together and pulling ideas....I still had his Senior year and graduation to complete in time for our family get together on May 8th.&lt;br /&gt;I was up til 11:00 p.m. putting the finishing touches on it.&amp;nbsp; It turned out really good and he loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post some birthday updates.......May is exhausting keeping up with all of them, add mother's day in there and our anniversary on the 26th of April....and I need to mention a special someone else in April and we have a list!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being so late and "off" the net.........I am working on a project now that will be time consuming but something I must accomplish this year.&amp;nbsp; I thank God for my family and am so blessed to have been with so many of you in this last month.&amp;nbsp; We are in a season of "calm" and for that I say Thank You Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5337180460742176310?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5337180460742176310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5337180460742176310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5337180460742176310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5337180460742176310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-morning-person.html' title='I AM a Morning Person'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S-xZE0yampI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xir9JrOQnyc/s72-c/Coffee+cup.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5031846713950432818</id><published>2010-04-15T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T06:08:27.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S8cOWejxnFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-roBjLyz25U/s1600/IMG_2470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S8cOWejxnFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-roBjLyz25U/s320/IMG_2470.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S8cOsj1DF-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/oflMXuxz26c/s1600/IMG_2461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S8cOsj1DF-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/oflMXuxz26c/s320/IMG_2461.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S8cPMjDt3_I/AAAAAAAAAWE/i2I_yL19NfY/s1600/IMG_2463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S8cPMjDt3_I/AAAAAAAAAWE/i2I_yL19NfY/s320/IMG_2463.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time in California.&amp;nbsp; These are some Sunday pictures with Lisha, Kendall and Annalise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5031846713950432818?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5031846713950432818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5031846713950432818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5031846713950432818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5031846713950432818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/04/california.html' title='California'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S8cOWejxnFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-roBjLyz25U/s72-c/IMG_2470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4912184115361855308</id><published>2010-04-02T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:19:04.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7ZsOthac-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/SFnKO5FYenk/s1600/Sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7ZsOthac-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/SFnKO5FYenk/s320/Sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE UNHEARD CONVERSATION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After Jesus was crucified Joseph of Arimathaea went to Pilate and begged the body of Jesus and subsequently had him buried in his own tomb. In order for someone to take possession of the body they would have had to have been a relative, and for Joseph to be allowed a personal audience with Pilate, he would have been a citizen of some wealth and social standing. This is the exchange between the two men as it might have occurred at the time. “So, Joe,” inquired Pilate, “you want to take the body of the Jesus and put him in your own tomb? You are a very rich man, you purchased that tomb for you and your family and you are willing to put this “thief” in your family burial place?” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joseph answered, “Why not, it’s only for the weekend.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Blessed Easter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4912184115361855308?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4912184115361855308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4912184115361855308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4912184115361855308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4912184115361855308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-easter.html' title='The First Easter'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7ZsOthac-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/SFnKO5FYenk/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-461524879953448665</id><published>2010-04-02T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:49:06.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday!  Good Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fire Department just left our place about an hour ago.&amp;nbsp; All is well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We had a fire in our stovepipe.&amp;nbsp; I had it under control when they got here, but wasn't sure if fire might be spreading in roof area undetected.&amp;nbsp; A little unnerving, but all is well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope to get to the "rest of my story" today. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope "Good Friday" is good for each of you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-461524879953448665?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/461524879953448665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=461524879953448665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/461524879953448665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/461524879953448665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday-good-day.html' title='Good Friday!  Good Day!!!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1846905066449250719</id><published>2010-03-30T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:29:45.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Little Things - Lessons in Life part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7IGIFEKG-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/xWmIqCXwO94/s1600/Butterfly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7IGIFEKG-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/xWmIqCXwO94/s320/Butterfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks ago my bloggin' friend, Patty, post this on her site.&amp;nbsp; It's worth a trip over there to find it and read it. &lt;br /&gt;It's about a few of the people who didn't make it to work on time on 9/11 and were saved from what happened there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway,,,with that in mind, now to part 2 of my story.&lt;br /&gt;I have been planning a "spring break" trip to California for almost a year now.&amp;nbsp; Lisha is a school teacher and spring break would be a good time to visit, nice weather and just fun get away.&amp;nbsp; She sent me her dates so I could make my flight arrangements,,,,March 29 - April 5th.&amp;nbsp; I even had given those dates to Pat to research plane fares for me....seems easy enough.&amp;nbsp; He had some saved overtime hours that he turned in so we would have the funds to pay for my ticket.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Late Feb. I went on line with Expedia, found just the flight I was looking for.&amp;nbsp; Carefully chose my times of departure, seats I would want, etc.&amp;nbsp; Plugged in my Debit Card info and stared at the reservations, noting the&amp;nbsp; warning to recheck everything as this ticket is non-refundable, not-exchangeable, etc.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I had a little "reservation" within myself.&amp;nbsp; I just have so much trouble with something that is so LIMITED.... and maybe this hesitation on my part was that "still small voice" trying to talk to me.&amp;nbsp; Finally just thought, I just need to do this and punched the "purchase the ticket".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That being done, I went on to other things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Last week while browsing the calendar (in the kitchen) I was looking at dates for Easter, etc.&amp;nbsp; And noticed Easter is on the 4th of April and then realizing Lisha had commented it will be so nice mom, you'll be here for Easter.......but my travel arrangements were to leave on April 5th.&amp;nbsp; Suddenly, flashing before me were dates, dates and dates.......I rushed to my office and there on my calendar I had noted: Lisha's Spring Break - March 26-April 5th....I grabbed my printed out airline confirmation and sure enough I had booked April 5th - returning April 12th....somehow April 5th was stuck in my mind when I made the reservation.......but should have been my departure from Calif. &lt;br /&gt;There I sat in my office with this numbing feeling washing over me...How could I have done this thing?&lt;br /&gt;Then I quietly prayed and knew I would not have a "melt-down" over this.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't pleased with what I had done, but none-the-less, it was not to be "un-done".&amp;nbsp; I did make a call to Expedia and United, made a calm request for a change but they would not budge.&amp;nbsp; In order to change my tickets at this point would cost more than my original fare. &lt;br /&gt;I remembered "It's the Little Things" and wondered if this was just one of those things God had arranged for me.&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; Should I have listened, been more attentive when I had a question before I pushed the "purchase ticket"? I don't know...But was God watching my reaction......I do know!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, we made calls, Lisha and the girls adjusted their schedules and plans and I off to California on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;And somehow.......I think it will be a good visit&lt;br /&gt;This in not the end of "My Lesson in Life" and part three will be forthcoming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1846905066449250719?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1846905066449250719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1846905066449250719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1846905066449250719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1846905066449250719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-little-things-lessons-in-life-part.html' title='It&apos;s the Little Things - Lessons in Life part 2'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7IGIFEKG-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/xWmIqCXwO94/s72-c/Butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-3073035103681724549</id><published>2010-03-27T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T20:07:49.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Life</title><content type='html'>I've had the adventure in "learning the lesson" lately.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago one of the lessons in our Bible Study spoke on how we act or react to a situation. &lt;br /&gt;She went on the give an example of how sometimes we whine at "that always happens to me".&amp;nbsp; Told of how you get your toast buttered&amp;nbsp; or spread the mayonaise on and then drop the bread and it lands face down.&amp;nbsp; Good visual and we have all "been there, done that".&amp;nbsp; A few days later I got out a cracker, spread on some cream cheese (low fat cream cheese) and sure enough I dropped it "face down" and with all the critters in this house, it was definitely "lost".&amp;nbsp; As I bent over to pick it up, the visual lesson came clearly in sight and yes, I just laughed.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't going to let that overcome my "joy in the Lord".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;A few days later, however, while checking out thru the express lane at the grocery store and quite pleased at my $24 savings on sale items, my "joy" was stolen.......or should I say, my $20 was stolen.&amp;nbsp; I had requested $20 back on my debit card.&amp;nbsp; I loaded my bags, picked up my receipt and hurried out the door.&amp;nbsp; Just minutes later, while driving home I remembered my $20.&amp;nbsp; I had forgot to retrieve it in my haste.&amp;nbsp; I promptly called the store ( I know their # by memory) and asked to check the stand I had just gone thru.......well, it was gone, no one had turned it in.&amp;nbsp; I was instantly "blown a gasket" out of control, not with the person on the line, but when I hung up, I was "blown up"....my little "joy of the Lord" was no where to be found.&amp;nbsp; I tried ever which was to persuade God that I had always returned any money that I had found there, etc, etc.... you know the routine.&amp;nbsp; I continued home, put away my now only "$4.00 savings on groceries, did some more mumbling and foot stomping.........and then........the lesson or "reacting" to such situations.&lt;br /&gt;I had some confessing to do and some repenting.&amp;nbsp; I was still wounded but knew I needed to "get over it" and get back into my day.&amp;nbsp; As I headed back to town I was determined to "let go and let God", so although not so melodious, I chose to sing praises as I drove to my next clients'....yes I did find that "joy" of the Lord once again and relinquished the $20 as the cost of my lesson that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S65lyWzu1LI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ndyyzirCe3A/s1600/Praying+Cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S65lyWzu1LI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ndyyzirCe3A/s320/Praying+Cat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is only the beginning of the "Lessons in Life".&amp;nbsp; Part 2 Tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-3073035103681724549?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3073035103681724549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=3073035103681724549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3073035103681724549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3073035103681724549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/lessons-in-life.html' title='Lessons in Life'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S65lyWzu1LI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ndyyzirCe3A/s72-c/Praying+Cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1317218517038883833</id><published>2010-03-18T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T06:58:32.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winerack Birdfeeder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6IwVcWLCqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/o0X_bGdvf3s/s1600-h/Revised+Wine+Rack+Finch+Feeder+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6IwVcWLCqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/o0X_bGdvf3s/s320/Revised+Wine+Rack+Finch+Feeder+001.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6IxAKtsapI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gF9Wg2QRitM/s1600-h/Revised+Wine+Rack+Finch+Feeder+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6IxAKtsapI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gF9Wg2QRitM/s320/Revised+Wine+Rack+Finch+Feeder+006.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6IxZUfDgSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ITyyx0o7zaY/s1600-h/Revised+Wine+Rack+Finch+Feeder+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6IxZUfDgSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ITyyx0o7zaY/s320/Revised+Wine+Rack+Finch+Feeder+019.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a little project I tackled last fall.&amp;nbsp; I converted a winerack by adding some small mess wire inside and a little roof on the outside.&amp;nbsp; My goal was to allow small birds to feed inside and keeping the larger, Pinyon Jays out.&amp;nbsp; It works pretty good, most of the time.&amp;nbsp; We have had it outside my fence thru the winter so when we bring it in and restock it I'll include a new photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1317218517038883833?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1317218517038883833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1317218517038883833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1317218517038883833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1317218517038883833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/winerack-birdfeeder.html' title='Winerack Birdfeeder'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6IwVcWLCqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/o0X_bGdvf3s/s72-c/Revised+Wine+Rack+Finch+Feeder+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7768011472987976091</id><published>2010-03-17T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T06:09:41.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saint Patrick's Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6DT6TKWlAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JQHvIlWNPQE/s1600-h/220px-Irish_clover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6DT6TKWlAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JQHvIlWNPQE/s320/220px-Irish_clover.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I'm not too knowledgable about this day..........my "Patrick" isn't&amp;nbsp; a saint :-),,,,but he is a pretty good guy.&amp;nbsp; I gave him a card one year...the front read "Patrick" you are a Saint.......inside was a&amp;nbsp; hugh "NOT" sign and lots of laughs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't do anything traditional for this day....ugh....but I think I will wear green today.&amp;nbsp; If I find someone who wants to share some corned beef and cabbage, maybe I'll have a bite of that too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So anyway, ya'll "laddies and lassies"&amp;nbsp; Happy Day to ya'll!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7768011472987976091?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7768011472987976091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7768011472987976091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7768011472987976091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7768011472987976091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-saint-patricks-day.html' title='Happy Saint Patrick&apos;s Day?'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S6DT6TKWlAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JQHvIlWNPQE/s72-c/220px-Irish_clover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5825630129800330000</id><published>2010-03-13T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:39:34.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday - Jeriah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S5L3tuKhH7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/w4l04qbPtTM/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S5L3tuKhH7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/w4l04qbPtTM/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kelley and Tracy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We Miss You Here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7112431083357137317?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7112431083357137317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7112431083357137317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7112431083357137317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7112431083357137317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-6-2000-remembering-today.html' title='March 6, 2000 Remembering Today'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S5L3tuKhH7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/w4l04qbPtTM/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4947002143109215527</id><published>2010-03-04T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:55:47.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>This has been my week of solitude. HAH!&amp;nbsp; Well, I have been "home alone", that meaning Pat has been out of town.&amp;nbsp; But with him gone the dogs seem to "freak out".&amp;nbsp; Turbo wants to be plastered up against me or disappears to his dog crate leaving me wondering where he is and go check on him.&amp;nbsp; Badger is my constant shadow.&amp;nbsp; Buster will lay in the mudroom staring at the back door, just sure it will open any minute and his favorite person will come through it. And then there's Bubby.&amp;nbsp; He spends a lot more time "shakin' and tremblin".&amp;nbsp; If Ben was here he would pace incessitantly wondering where's Pat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually spend this week each year watching "chick flicks", you know the ones that men just don't get.&amp;nbsp; Kevin Costner, Richard Gere and maybe Mel Gibson.&amp;nbsp; Well, just couldn't get into that this year. Thought I'd have lots more time to "Blog and Facebook", but gosh, I hardly even had the TV on and still I could use a few more hours in my day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm not even on the phone much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here at my desk and computer, Buster is staring me down, wanting to go outside so he can come back inside and get his "cookie"&amp;nbsp; Turbo and Badger are stretched out listening intently to traffic down the hill, any diesel trucks going by will have them bounding for the back door.&amp;nbsp; Sammy is laying at my feet hoping it's soon for his evening snack.&amp;nbsp; So much for being "home alone".&amp;nbsp; I am a prisoner in my own house, subject to each critter.&amp;nbsp; Squeaky is the only one who does her own thing and seldom demands much of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow my man returns and all will be settled in our domain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4947002143109215527?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4947002143109215527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4947002143109215527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4947002143109215527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4947002143109215527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4583589906133905212</id><published>2010-02-27T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:30:44.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin' in a Small Town</title><content type='html'>A small town is where when you get a wrong number you can talk for fifteen minutes anyway and probably know who called or who they were attempting to call. I use to get a call from a little lady here in town looking for “Louise”. I assured her she again had called the wrong number but asked her how she was doing and chit chatted about the weather. I think Louise recently passed away and realized I haven’t heard from that caller lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small town is where everyone becomes a neighbor when there is a need to reach out due to death, fire or accident and a family is in need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small town is where, when I go shopping many times a week the clerks know I’m usually there for a client and when one of the clients call to add something to the list the service desk clerks tells them, yes she is still in the store, finds me and gives me the add on and when arriving at the check out I come up almost $6.00 short, the teller takes it out of her pocket and says, “catch me later”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small town is where someone stops to offer their condolences in the grocery store. You may not know them by name, but faces become so familiar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small town is where the lady, who use to frequent the Truck Stop Café while I was waitressing there, stops me at the store this week to inquire if I had received a phone call from someone? I was a little confused so I asked what about. A friend of our son’s who has been out of town for several years had mistakenly called her number (our names are similar) He had just learned of Michael’s death. He was very upset and could barely talk. She quickly looked up our number for him. He called, we cried together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many times I’m so thankful to live in a small town. Each time something like this comes up I just smile and think “Try that in the City!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorites was the caller who identified herself, went into a long spill about why she had called. I couldn’t interrupt her so I just listened. When she was done I kind of chuckled and said, “I’m sorry, but this isn’t who you thought it was, but I know who you are…….we both laughed and I wished her “Have a nice Day!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not much of a shopper and mall crawlin’ just doesn’t do much for me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a kick out of flippin’ a “U” on main, with my horse trailer in tow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4583589906133905212?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4583589906133905212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4583589906133905212&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4583589906133905212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4583589906133905212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/livin-in-small-town.html' title='Livin&apos; in a Small Town'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-123990434223472905</id><published>2010-02-26T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T06:37:47.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Ben today.</title><content type='html'>Old Ben.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;He came to us as a "rescue dog".&amp;nbsp; One of my clients who was dieing with lung cancer asked if I would please find a good home for Ben as the client knew he didn't have much time left.&amp;nbsp; I assured him I would do just that, not really thinking we would be his new home.&amp;nbsp; Ben has been with us over three years now. &lt;br /&gt;Last fall while having him groomed there was discovered a lump under his throat.&amp;nbsp; We had just previously had a growth removed from his lower lip.&amp;nbsp; I thought the lump may be an abcess, but the vet was sure it was cancer. With the second hand smoke that I'm sure Ben endured for many years in his previous home he probably does have cancer.&amp;nbsp; He is a very old dog, has had some bad living environments and endured some abuse at the hands of former owners.&amp;nbsp; He has had three great years here with us.&amp;nbsp; He grew very devoted to Pat, as all of them have.&amp;nbsp; His greatest sport was chasing birds from the feeders.&amp;nbsp; His tail would be circling like a helicopter as he trotted back to the porch, waiting for them to return so he could once again show them who ruled the yard.&amp;nbsp; He never quarrelled with the other dogs, but sometimes just couldn't resist a bark at the cats.&amp;nbsp; All in all, Ben has been pretty compatible with life here. &lt;br /&gt;His health as deteriorated and today we will say goodbye.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we have to make hard decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4fcEwzvd6I/AAAAAAAAATI/CNiWGRm6ZrM/s1600-h/Ben.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4fcEwzvd6I/AAAAAAAAATI/CNiWGRm6ZrM/s320/Ben.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rest in Peace "Old Ben"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-123990434223472905?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/123990434223472905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=123990434223472905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/123990434223472905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/123990434223472905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/remembering-ben-today.html' title='Remembering Ben today.'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4fcEwzvd6I/AAAAAAAAATI/CNiWGRm6ZrM/s72-c/Ben.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6633871045843807627</id><published>2010-02-25T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T06:53:38.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men and Women - We do not think alike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4aJtzWTM8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/4lo3KphEC3k/s1600-h/Floral.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4aJtzWTM8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/4lo3KphEC3k/s320/Floral.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celibacy can be a choice in life, or a condition imposed by circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While attending a Marriage Weekend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I&amp;nbsp; listened to the instructor declare,&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."It is essential that husbands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wives know the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that are important to each other.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then addressed the men,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you name and describe your wife's favorite flower?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I leaned over, touched my wife’s shoulder gently, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whispered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Gold Medal-All-Purpose, isn't it?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4aJWnxQnYI/AAAAAAAAASw/x-gKMBjpL9g/s1600-h/Flour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4aJWnxQnYI/AAAAAAAAASw/x-gKMBjpL9g/s320/Flour.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And thus began my life of celibacy.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6633871045843807627?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6633871045843807627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6633871045843807627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6633871045843807627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6633871045843807627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-celibacy.html' title='Men and Women - We do not think alike!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4aJtzWTM8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/4lo3KphEC3k/s72-c/Floral.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-2254287602179068945</id><published>2010-02-21T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:25:18.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Buck Deer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4FPVf0hU_I/AAAAAAAAASg/AGaPp9FUnaY/s1600-h/IMG_2292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4FPVf0hU_I/AAAAAAAAASg/AGaPp9FUnaY/s320/IMG_2292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4FO9pRyeRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LOkrR2GPHU0/s1600-h/IMG_2288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4FO9pRyeRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LOkrR2GPHU0/s320/IMG_2288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4FPLhXFOfI/AAAAAAAAASY/r-AaevJvo8s/s1600-h/IMG_2289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4FPLhXFOfI/AAAAAAAAASY/r-AaevJvo8s/s320/IMG_2289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was one of the Bucks that visited our place this fall.&amp;nbsp; We haven't seen him for a while now. I was able to get some great pictures of him.&amp;nbsp; He probably had an injury to the right antler while in velvet.&amp;nbsp; If he shows up again this year looking like this we will know it's a permanent thing. &lt;br /&gt;Bucky, our little favorite buck did leave us a "gift" in the driveway.&amp;nbsp; He shed both antlers there where we could recover them.&amp;nbsp; Although small, I've got them in the house on display now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-2254287602179068945?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2254287602179068945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=2254287602179068945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2254287602179068945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/2254287602179068945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/odd-buck-deer.html' title='Odd Buck Deer'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S4FPVf0hU_I/AAAAAAAAASg/AGaPp9FUnaY/s72-c/IMG_2292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8471998030323788402</id><published>2010-02-16T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:52:35.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Project is Finished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3tIN-Z7jpI/AAAAAAAAASI/mAy93lkG-y8/s1600-h/IMG_2316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3tIN-Z7jpI/AAAAAAAAASI/mAy93lkG-y8/s320/IMG_2316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3tH_8eKScI/AAAAAAAAASA/UENuI9EORlY/s1600-h/IMG_2318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3tH_8eKScI/AAAAAAAAASA/UENuI9EORlY/s320/IMG_2318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the painting project I've been working on since just before Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not that it really took that long to complete, just took me a while to make up my mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a favor for my neighbor and I enjoyed doing it for her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;She wanted the "King James" version.&amp;nbsp; Thought that was interesting, didn't give it much thought, until I had completed them and then in church I happened to see this in my "New King James" version and thought for&amp;nbsp; a moment I had made a mistake on "Faith" and "Faithfulness", knew it would be a job to sand off and repaint it correctly.&amp;nbsp; But sure enough, "Faith" was correct according to King James.&amp;nbsp; Spent some time thinking about that and you know, there is a difference here and this time I gotta give it to "King Jimmy"&amp;nbsp; think his version is more correct.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He also tells us that "Faith" cometh by hearing and hearing by the word of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I Cor. 13 speaks of the "love gifts".&amp;nbsp; And now abide faith, hope and love; but the greatest of these is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's all good!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8471998030323788402?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8471998030323788402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8471998030323788402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8471998030323788402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8471998030323788402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/painting-project-is-finished.html' title='Painting Project is Finished!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3tIN-Z7jpI/AAAAAAAAASI/mAy93lkG-y8/s72-c/IMG_2316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7172399785539125854</id><published>2010-02-14T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:50:30.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3iL-Gz_LqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HB-uLE-NvTg/s1600-h/IMG_2046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3iL-Gz_LqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HB-uLE-NvTg/s320/IMG_2046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what happens when you don't pay attention and push a button!&lt;br /&gt;And these are not MY feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7172399785539125854?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7172399785539125854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7172399785539125854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7172399785539125854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7172399785539125854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S3iL-Gz_LqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/HB-uLE-NvTg/s72-c/IMG_2046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7256574845753604428</id><published>2010-02-13T18:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:32:44.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bloggin"</title><content type='html'>Is there a school for "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bloggin&lt;/span&gt;?"  I have read the tutorial on Blogger and according to that all my settings are correct.  So I'm stumped about the comments section. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile,  I got my 2009 Taxes done today!!! Yea!!! That's always a load off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the painting project that I have had since before Christmas is almost done.  I hope to spray the sealer on tomorrow and put the finishing touches on it for delivery before Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up some slightly used carpet, in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; condition and will be installing that in the bedroom on Monday......I'm anxious and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apprehensive&lt;/span&gt; about the whole thing.  We have had a leak in the corner in that room with spring thaw, so hopefully we have that problem fixed before we get a run-off.  Long story there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for you who have tried to leave a comment, I am working on the pesky little thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7256574845753604428?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7256574845753604428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7256574845753604428&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7256574845753604428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7256574845753604428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloggin.html' title='&quot;Bloggin&quot;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7967142709734106215</id><published>2010-02-09T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T06:00:40.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wash Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wash Day..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday Wash Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me wash away all my selfishness and vanity, so I may serve you with perfect humility through the week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday Ironing Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, help me iron out all the wrinkles of prejudice I have collected through the years so that I may see the beauty in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday Mending Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God, help me mend my ways so I will not set a bad example for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday Cleaning Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus, help me to dust out all the many faults I have been hiding in the secret corners of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday Shopping Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God, give me the grace to shop wisely so I may purchase eternal happiness for myself and all others in need of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday Cooking Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me, my Savior, to brew a big kettle of brotherly love and serve it with clean, sweet bread of human kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday the Lord's Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God, I have prepared my house for you. Please come into my heart so I may spend the day and the rest of my life in your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7967142709734106215?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7967142709734106215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7967142709734106215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7967142709734106215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7967142709734106215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/wash-day.html' title='Wash Day'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4358591373082821481</id><published>2010-02-08T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:28:04.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken with Cranberries and Oranges</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sauce Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1 11 oz. can mandarin oranges (drained)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;8 oz whole berry cranberry sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4 oz. fat-free French style dressing (western)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1 1.15 pkg dried onion soup mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mix the sauce ingredients and refrigerate couple hours or overnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;8 boneless, skinless, split chicken breasts (I used 3# bag of chicken tenders)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lawry's Seasoned Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Place chicken in baking dish with lid, or pan and cover with tin foil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Cover and bake for 30 minutes at 350. Remove from oven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Drain off excess liquid. Sprinkle chicken on one side with the Lawry's .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Smother chicken with sauce. Return to oven and bake uncovered for approximately another 30 minutes or until chicken is thoroughly cooked and sauce is hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4358591373082821481?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4358591373082821481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4358591373082821481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4358591373082821481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4358591373082821481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/chicken-with-cranberries-and-oranges.html' title='Chicken with Cranberries and Oranges'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-5192363604592779136</id><published>2010-02-08T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:28:55.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I start my day tired, but encouraged. Our church has a tradition and now having attended there for several months, kind of "caught on" to the whole thing. So, 1st and 3rd Sundays they do not have evening services, instead they use that time to fellowship in homes. We have been invited several times for dinner. Usually there will be 2 or more families, a light meal and just lots of time to visit and get to know each other more....great time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our living quarters are smaller than what we have had over the past several years, but I decided we could invite one family and I chose a family that we had not had the chance to fellowship with other places. For some reason I thought they only had 3 children still at home. When I confirmed that they would come for dinner and confirmed they had 3 children, he corrected me to say we have 5, so that would be a total of 7 for the evening plus us. Wow! now I've got my job cut out for me. We were able to put both "leafs" in the table and rounded up some extra chairs and the table was set beautifully.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God truly blessed the food I prepared and what a wonderful time we had. They arrived at 5:00 p.m. and the next four hours flew by. We ladies and girls cozzied up in my office, pouring over painting books, photo albums and some scrapbooking ideas. The men and boys were clustered in the livingroom enjoying discussing scriptures and experiences. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tried a new recipe and WOW was it ever good. Chicken with cranberries and oranges. Was like so "gourmet" and really easy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God's blessing on our day was sweet. Hope each of you have a great week!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-5192363604592779136?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5192363604592779136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=5192363604592779136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5192363604592779136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/5192363604592779136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-3024201078808951729</id><published>2010-02-04T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T06:40:28.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Well, I "axed" the last template.  Hopefully this one will work for me.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big plans in the "making"..........I'm going to California!!!! Yes, the first week of April I hope to be in California with Lisha and her family.   It will be the first real vacation I've had in years.  Pat's staying home to manage the "herd" here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile, I've been busy renewing my skills in tole painting.  I did a lot of this over 10 years ago, even taught classes.  Amazingly some of my paints are still good.  My brushes are very used and I'm finding a need a few new ones to make the pretty strokes.  I saved a few books and have been scanning those for ideas and patterns.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping this new template will give me some encouragement to "get on with it" and enjoy blogging again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-3024201078808951729?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3024201078808951729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=3024201078808951729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3024201078808951729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3024201078808951729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-4403557256458239002</id><published>2010-02-01T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:01:16.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bummed"</title><content type='html'>I'm totally discouraged with this new template.  I've spent hours researching new ones and nothing is like I wanted it.  This one drives me crazy trying arranging elements and no one can post to it.....so bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;Thought about trying to design my own, but the hours and hours to study the tutorials, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with each of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-4403557256458239002?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4403557256458239002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=4403557256458239002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4403557256458239002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/4403557256458239002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/bummed.html' title='&quot;Bummed&quot;'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-1921307084704001909</id><published>2010-01-27T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:53:13.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template</title><content type='html'>Well, here's hoping I can work with this template.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-1921307084704001909?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1921307084704001909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=1921307084704001909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1921307084704001909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/1921307084704001909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-template.html' title='New Template'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-3843797953777571733</id><published>2010-01-24T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:07:22.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have spent hours researching new templates, finally found one I liked, but can't get it to "upload".......got a movie waiting for me, so thinks I'll go do that now......maybe tomorrow it will all come to me.......&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile....... All is well here in the "tundra"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-3843797953777571733?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3843797953777571733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=3843797953777571733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3843797953777571733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/3843797953777571733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-spent-hours-researching-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-6533444178684621022</id><published>2010-01-15T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T06:43:41.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Women Really Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I know, Mel Gibson did this, but there's so much more to "What Women Really Want"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Several years ago we attended a seminar, the speaker had never been married, and yet he so nailed this topic....."Men, if you really want to make your wife happy, build her a shelf" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess a lot of women had told him this thru the years and you know there is so much truth in it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We women have a need to "nest" and make a place for our "stuff".....we love shelves, closets, storage pieces, etc. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So with that said, I got it all!!! Well, maybe not ALL.......but BIG.......really B I G!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For my Christmas Pat and Stayton ( and Kody was here for some of it too!), built the much needed closet in our bedroom. That room had never had a closet in it and we've been using a makeshift, temporary unit (for 2 years now). So, while I was away at work they cut, sawed, hammered and screwed the thing together.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you don't get the whole impact, but here's the deal. The closet is 19.6 wide, floor to ceiling is at least 9'. There is 12' of just closet rod ( 6' for each of us) and I measured over 60 feet of shelf space.........60 feet!!!!. There's large storage area in the top part, which will accommodate 8 large totes ( bedding, pillows, etc) And our 42" TV set is right in the middle, like a large movie screen.........oh yea........that's so much what this woman really wanted!!! Storage, space and organization!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would have posted this earlier, but I've been busy "organizing" all my "stuff"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-6533444178684621022?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6533444178684621022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=6533444178684621022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6533444178684621022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/6533444178684621022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-women-really-want_15.html' title='What Women Really Want'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-7062840010670299207</id><published>2010-01-09T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:56:32.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January - Changes &amp; New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While visiting with a friend recently I remembered something about January. It is my birth month, that was a big change and new beginning for me. I don't remember it but I was there for the event. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking back, I have kept a few notes on where we have lived and jobs I have had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 1968- I boarded a Greyhound bus the day before my 16th birthday, destined for a new start in life with a family I had never met to make a "safe" place for me and my baby due in a few months.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 1969- I boarded a flight to southern California to join my new husband, now in the Marine Corps, for our new life and family together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 1975 - Moved to Hayden &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 1983- Moved to Moses Lake, WA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 1989 - Returned to work at Steamboat Resorts - job I really enjoyed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 1993 - Opened retail gift shop - Country Junction Giftshop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 1999 - Went to work at TK's Truckstop (with Kelley and Tracy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 2001 - American Family Insurance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 2004 - Craig Chamber of Commerce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jan 2010 - still unknown, but expecting "something" to happen this month. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, maybe this is another year for something significant to happen in January? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope it's something really good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-7062840010670299207?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7062840010670299207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=7062840010670299207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7062840010670299207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/7062840010670299207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-changes-new-beginnings.html' title='January - Changes &amp; New Beginnings'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987093950852372046.post-8131793886580383268</id><published>2009-12-28T05:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:15:56.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made it!!</title><content type='html'>Had a lot going on the last few weeks, but couldn't "spill the beans"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not decorated for Christmas for the last three years.  We had just moved in here two weeks before Christmas of 2007.  It was our first Christmas without Michael, didn't really want to do much that year.  All (and I mean all) our Christmas decorations were in the back of a 5X10 storage unit that was stacked so full, you hoped nothing would hit you in the head when you rolled up the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year it was overwhelming to even consider trying to get to the Christmas stuff.  We did have a small tree that someone was replacing.  I picked up a strand of garland at the thrift store, borrowed a string of lights and we had a nice little tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that this year I would get the stuff out of storage and decorate once again.  Fortunately for me, the storage facility had an empty unit next to ours and they allowed me to borrow that unit to sort thru ours.......so I dug out everything, moved it over to the borrowed unit and out came the Christmas....I knew there was a lot there.  I had been  decorating to the "max" for years in our 2 previous homes.......if you can imagine this.....we lived on hillside area on the south side of town...the high school sets on a hillside area in the north side of town, it's about a 4 mile drive. Well, our house was so well "lighted" that you could pick it out from across town at night.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Pat had to help me load up the boxes to take them to another temporary holding site until closer to Christmas ( this has been a long process).  As we began to load up the truck, I found it amusing, he began the "drone"......."all this Christmas!!! I had no idea you had this much stuff".  We filled the truck bed and stuffed the rest into the back seat.  There was a lot of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we begin to put back all the other "stuff" into our storage unit I began my "drone".....all this camping "stuff"??? How many tents do you have anyway?  What are you GOING to do with all this "stuff"   All these "books"??? What are you going to do with all this "stuff"????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......back to Christmas......... I did decorate the house, even managed to get a tree lighted outside.  Made my traditional Christmas candies to send out, had to do all of it "undercover" so as not spoil the suprise for my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayton's expression was priceless when he walked in and seen the house, found the peanut butter balls in the fridge.  Mischel had just spoken with me on the phone, "Gee mom, that would have been nice to have some of that Christmas candy you use to make"....I said "Oh, yea, I could make some of that".......little did she know it was on it's way to her house that day.  She called less than an hour later....."Mom!!! It's so good!! We both had a good laugh.  Lisha's box arrived the day after Christmas, but the wait was worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a nice Christmas.  I'm reminded that God has never let us down.  He has blessed us each year in unique and special ways, our memories are priceless and His love has no measure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987093950852372046-8131793886580383268?l=mywindowonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8131793886580383268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987093950852372046&amp;postID=8131793886580383268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8131793886580383268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987093950852372046/posts/default/8131793886580383268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywindowonlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/made-it.html' title='Made it!!'/><author><name>Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12512204320774558487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q--Y8n5R9OI/S7c8Z015AkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iUsUTzbZMlg/S220/IMG_2422.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
