<?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-17385214</id><updated>2012-02-12T21:23:56.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sliding through life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>655</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7462533575732341558</id><published>2012-01-31T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:46:23.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Critters, and a New One Moving In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDqRYrPX4Ec/TyjWyyahqtI/AAAAAAAACxI/7AsRn8JYDe0/s1600/new+dog+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDqRYrPX4Ec/TyjWyyahqtI/AAAAAAAACxI/7AsRn8JYDe0/s320/new+dog+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is Scottie. He found the doors open to this cabinet and decided to climb in among all my books and papers. I definitely need to clean out this cabinet, as you can see. This is where I keep most of my cookbooks and recipes. There are&amp;nbsp;also some phone books, a Road Atlas, and the church directory. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I'll find&amp;nbsp; a recipe in a magazine or in the newspaper and I'll cut it out and it gets tossed in there. Chances are I may never make it. With the computer now and being able to find about any recipe you can imagine, it makes having cookbooks about obsolete, but some people love their cookbooks. I even have a favorite. It's the Pillsbury cookbook. Everything I've ever made from it has been good.&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06lqktkBjWA/TyjXHy37XuI/AAAAAAAACxQ/w0hUhBf---M/s1600/new+dog+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06lqktkBjWA/TyjXHy37XuI/AAAAAAAACxQ/w0hUhBf---M/s320/new+dog+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is Rusty who is soon going to be a member of our family. I picked him out at the Animal Shelter. I thought for sure someone would come in and claim him but they haven't yet. They give owners 5 days to claim them. He is so sweet and loving. He was brought in wearing a nice collar and he's a very clean dog and well behaved, so I'm sure he had an owner somewhere out there. However he is supposed to be neutered tomorrow and then I'll be able to pick him up on Friday. He loves other people and other dogs, but I don't know how he will be with cats. We'll find out when I get him home! I went over yesterday and took him some Chicken McNuggets and I took him for a walk. He ate very gently and delicately. When I was filling out a bunch of paperwork he kept putting his front paws on my legs so finally I just picked him up and sit him in my lap where he was perfectly content. I can't imagine that there isn't someone out there looking for this little guy. Then again, the shelter is full of animals that are so pretty, sweet, and loving. It's a shame that many of them will not be adopted. The Humane Society does go in and takes a lot of them out and transports them to larger towns with larger Humane Societies, so that a lot more get adopted and don't get put down.&amp;nbsp; &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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am calling this one Rusty&amp;nbsp;because of his color. I have no idea how old he is, but maybe a vet can tell me. I'm sure it'll take awhile for him to get used to being called Rusty! When I first saw him and I took him outside on a leash and walked him around, and then I picked him up and he didn't complain at all about that, and then I sit him back down and I asked him if he knew&amp;nbsp;what "Sit" meant. He immediately put his paws on my legs and looked up at me with those big brown eyes, and I said, "I'll take him!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-7462533575732341558?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7462533575732341558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7462533575732341558' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7462533575732341558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7462533575732341558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/critters-and-new-one-moving-in.html' title='Critters, and a New One Moving In'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDqRYrPX4Ec/TyjWyyahqtI/AAAAAAAACxI/7AsRn8JYDe0/s72-c/new+dog+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-2160814811489280021</id><published>2012-01-19T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:09:43.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is my friend Homer, who turned 89 back on December 2nd. He owns the farm where I feed the stray cats every day. I love to listen to Homer talk about the old days and the things that have happened to him in his life. His wife passed away almost 2 years ago. I know he gets lonesome so I try to stop in and visit with him when I can. I know some people don't care to listen to the old folks since they tend to maybe tell you the same story several times. That's okay. I enjoy hearing about the old days. My Dad would have loved talking to Homer!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Homer was telling me that he once drove a frieght line. It only went on an 11 mile run. He said he used a team of 6 mules to pull the wagon. If someone wanted to ride&amp;nbsp;on the trip he charged them a dime.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to imagine a trip over a rocky/dirt road at that time of 11 miles. Today in a car 11 miles is nothing. I'm sure it was quite the adventure back then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08P81DhWLq0/TxjznpgqoXI/AAAAAAAACw0/zH-Yenn-RMU/s1600/Jan.%252C+2012+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08P81DhWLq0/TxjznpgqoXI/AAAAAAAACw0/zH-Yenn-RMU/s320/Jan.%252C+2012+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I made this cake for Homer for his birthday. It's an Italian Cream Cake, 3 layers with frosting between each one, and coconut and pecan bits pressed onto the sides. I asked him how it tasted and he said it was wonderful and didn't last no time. Homer likes cake, and at the age of 89, I think he ought to be able to eat&amp;nbsp;as much cake as he wants! Don't you agree? &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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ABizZ82vH_Q/Txj0KWkJ5-I/AAAAAAAACw8/DRY9ug7IkHs/s1600/December+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ABizZ82vH_Q/Txj0KWkJ5-I/AAAAAAAACw8/DRY9ug7IkHs/s320/December+2011+005.JPG" width="320" /&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/17385214-2160814811489280021?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2160814811489280021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=2160814811489280021' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2160814811489280021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2160814811489280021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/homer.html' title='Homer'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08P81DhWLq0/TxjznpgqoXI/AAAAAAAACw0/zH-Yenn-RMU/s72-c/Jan.%252C+2012+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3176277831534090973</id><published>2012-01-15T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T13:53:38.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's True, It's True, It's True!</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿ &lt;table 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCNBcKaGbw4/TxNJL7H7DoI/AAAAAAAACws/D9tLWgk_fqU/s1600/Jan.%252C+2012+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCNBcKaGbw4/TxNJL7H7DoI/AAAAAAAACws/D9tLWgk_fqU/s400/Jan.%252C+2012+009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A recent sunset!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;I'm a very lazy blogger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's true, it's true, it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But I do think often of my blogging friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And you know this means you.&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;My Christmas was good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Spent with neighbors so sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I ate until I was well stuffed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nearly having to be helped to my feet!&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;The New Year came&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;With nothing much going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I did hear some&amp;nbsp;celebrating&amp;nbsp;booms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As soon as the old year was gone.&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;We have had warm days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And we have had some rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;That turned into sleet and then snow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;That was just&amp;nbsp;a pain! &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;Our weather is usually mild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So when the wind blows hard and long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Making the wind chill factor go down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You just feel chilled to the bone.&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;Over this holiday time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My husband has been puny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;With vomiting and a fever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Making me quite looney.&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;He's feeling much better now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After antibioitics through and through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So life is back to normal here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I wish all the best to you.&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;I'll hopefully be blogging more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;keeping you up with the latest&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hoping all is well with everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And hoping your 2012 is the greatest!&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3176277831534090973?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3176277831534090973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3176277831534090973' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3176277831534090973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3176277831534090973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-true-its-true-its-true.html' title='It&apos;s True, It&apos;s True, It&apos;s True!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCNBcKaGbw4/TxNJL7H7DoI/AAAAAAAACws/D9tLWgk_fqU/s72-c/Jan.%252C+2012+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8764514423197690754</id><published>2011-12-22T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T20:52:06.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh, I can't believe that another year has almost passed. Time stands still for no one and for me it is in high gear. It sure seems that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOgaRT_UFeg/TvQFYdxpzfI/AAAAAAAACwM/sVznMBK2hyg/s1600/Dec.+22%252C+2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOgaRT_UFeg/TvQFYdxpzfI/AAAAAAAACwM/sVznMBK2hyg/s320/Dec.+22%252C+2011+011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can you tell what this is? A Volkswagon they have covered with lights at one of the local car lots. It's really pretty - more pretty in person than in the photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DeuWCzxZW_w/TvQF_dhaNTI/AAAAAAAACwY/bNHjut-LIOQ/s1600/Dec.+22%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DeuWCzxZW_w/TvQF_dhaNTI/AAAAAAAACwY/bNHjut-LIOQ/s320/Dec.+22%252C+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This church sign speaks for itself and it's so true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish everyone a Very,&amp;nbsp;Very,&amp;nbsp;Very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!! I hope all your Christmas wishes come true!! &lt;/strong&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/17385214-8764514423197690754?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8764514423197690754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8764514423197690754' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8764514423197690754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8764514423197690754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to All'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOgaRT_UFeg/TvQFYdxpzfI/AAAAAAAACwM/sVznMBK2hyg/s72-c/Dec.+22%252C+2011+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-449079647821169370</id><published>2011-11-22T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:31:26.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Wonderful Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's raining cats and dogs. Has been for a couple of days. It pours and then it lets up and then it pours again. Everything is soaked to the roots and way beyond by now.&amp;nbsp; Supposed to stop overnight and be dryer tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;With the time change it gets dark so early. Last night I thought it was about 10 p.m. or so and I was shocked when I looked at the clock and it was well after midnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last week 10 members of my family got together to eat and to celebrate the 9th birthday of my great niece Kaylee. Here's part of us all in the photo below. We believe in being comfortable! I am the tennis shoe on the left.&amp;nbsp; My nephew was a little worried what people might think about us all standing in a circle in the restaurant&amp;nbsp;parking lot! He said people might think we were crazy or something. I told him it made no difference what they thought and it only took a few seconds to get the picture. &lt;/span&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/-2wiIrd3Ab48/TsyAMkZWNbI/AAAAAAAACwA/5ANXzimE41w/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wiIrd3Ab48/TsyAMkZWNbI/AAAAAAAACwA/5ANXzimE41w/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I enjoyed it. It's always so nice to visit with the family. I think we are going back to the same buffet restaurant for Thanksgiving, at least some of us are.&amp;nbsp; I'm looking forward to that and I'll do my best not to over eat. Ha! No promises though!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Meanwhile, I hope that everyone out there has a wonderful blessed Thanksgiving. The current church sign&amp;nbsp;that I take so many photos of has this sign up now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Get rick quick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Count your blessings&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;True words for sure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my wish for your Thanksgiving as well (and mine too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May your stuffing be tasty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May your turkey plump,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May your potatoes and gravy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have never a lump.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May your yams be delicious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your pies take the prize,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And may your Thanksgiving dinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay off your thighs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(author unknown).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-449079647821169370?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/449079647821169370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=449079647821169370' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/449079647821169370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/449079647821169370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/have-wonderful-thanksgiving.html' title='Have a Wonderful Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wiIrd3Ab48/TsyAMkZWNbI/AAAAAAAACwA/5ANXzimE41w/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4047445260196879324</id><published>2011-11-11T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:49:51.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Veteran's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What do you think of this cute squirrel bench?? I saw this being made up at a local store and I asked the lady what it was going to be. These are made from concrete and are poured into a mold. They had a squirrel sitting there partially painted. The lady there told me that it was going to be a bench. They already had a turtle bench there that they have sold several of, with the back end of the turtle on one end of the bench&amp;nbsp;and the head on the other. They are not near as cute as the squirrels, in my opinion anyway. I asked her the price and she said they are $70 painted. I told her that I wanted that one. They delivered it for me free too! I was thrilled, because I think it's so cute! The squirrels come up almost to my knees, so that gives you an idea of how tall they are. I had it put on&amp;nbsp;our front porch. This one in the picture is one I took in the store that they are using for display now. She said it was supposed to be mine but the squirrel fell while they were working on it and broke an ear off. So he repaired it and they are using it for the display and they made another one for me. Mine is just like this without the white towels that they have under the bench part on this one. The bench part has rebar steel in it so you can sit on it, but I think it's more decorative and won't be sit on that much. Concrete isn't the softest thing anyway! I have a pot of mums sitting on mine on the porch. I have some photos but haven't downloaded them yet. You can click on it to make it larger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8o6ZphFpeWg/Tr4B9zAVePI/AAAAAAAACtU/78ytDhRQyXY/s1600/bench+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8o6ZphFpeWg/Tr4B9zAVePI/AAAAAAAACtU/78ytDhRQyXY/s320/bench+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here you can see one of the squirrels closer up. See that huge acorn in his paws!!! This is the one that got his ear broken off.&amp;nbsp; The white is a towel that they had between him and the bench. Maybe to just keep it from getting scratched maybe? He did tell me that it was okay to put them out in the weather but if you had to use the weed-whacker around them then you would scratch them up and he didn't recommend it. These would be so cute on a paved patio though! &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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jH7OJqKjhGM/Tr4FCnjcsZI/AAAAAAAACtc/aJmG2xcXb_g/s1600/bench+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jH7OJqKjhGM/Tr4FCnjcsZI/AAAAAAAACtc/aJmG2xcXb_g/s320/bench+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It has gotten colder here and last night was below freezing. I think it froze my Mandevilla vine that has been climbing on the porch. I hate to see it go, but I knew this time would be coming any day now.&amp;nbsp; I know some areas have had snow already. No snow for us yet but it's time for the temps to start dropping down colder as winter draws closer daily. &amp;nbsp;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have already moved one mountain of leaves over the hill. I hate raking leaves and we have lots more to fall. Yesterday was quite windy and&amp;nbsp; blowing just perfect so that if the oak trees would have let go of their leaves they would have all blown over the hill. But no, they were mostly still clinging on tight so they can wait and fall in our yard, so I'll have to get rid of them later!&amp;nbsp;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Veteran's Day today. May we all remember our veteran's near and far, and not just on Veteran's Day either, but every day. Our flag was flying proudly today!&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I do hope everyone has a great weekend!&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4047445260196879324?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4047445260196879324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4047445260196879324' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4047445260196879324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4047445260196879324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-veterans-day.html' title='Happy Veteran&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8o6ZphFpeWg/Tr4B9zAVePI/AAAAAAAACtU/78ytDhRQyXY/s72-c/bench+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8970901386302397031</id><published>2011-10-30T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:14:49.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is a home similar to what we lived in when I was a small child. I don't know the folks in this old photo but it's from the same area we lived in back then. You can see the windows are&amp;nbsp;raised and &amp;nbsp;the curtains blowing. It looks like maybe they are wearing overalls, which was also what most boys and men in the country wore during that time. I love seeing these old photos of days gone by. Life was a lot harder then for folks. No electricity, no inside bathrooms, etc.&amp;nbsp; We kept our milk and butter in a spring to keep it cold. Usually some cracks in the walls and the floor, so in the winter the snow came in on you while you were sleeping. I can't imagine what some people would do these days if they had to live like this, myself included!! I could do it, but I don't think I'd like it one bit! Remembering those days makes me thankful for all the modern conveniences we have nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0CKia-JKYk/Tq3i6dYiJdI/AAAAAAAACsQ/Qm4NnPa_r90/s1600/Buffalohome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0CKia-JKYk/Tq3i6dYiJdI/AAAAAAAACsQ/Qm4NnPa_r90/s320/Buffalohome.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Sign&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This one is thanks to either &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://homespunheadlines.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ralph &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abandonedinpasadena.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;. I forget since they both have sent me church signs before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXb6wiD8EGA/Tq3lgDellzI/AAAAAAAACsY/J7Q4h6N7dz0/s1600/cs115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXb6wiD8EGA/Tq3lgDellzI/AAAAAAAACsY/J7Q4h6N7dz0/s320/cs115.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Unfortunately stealing the copper from A/C units continues on today. I think it's terrible that people do that. Some will steal anything to get some money though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope everyone had a great weekend and have an even better week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17385214-8970901386302397031?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8970901386302397031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8970901386302397031' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8970901386302397031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8970901386302397031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0CKia-JKYk/Tq3i6dYiJdI/AAAAAAAACsQ/Qm4NnPa_r90/s72-c/Buffalohome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-2612907126876095005</id><published>2011-10-23T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:00:05.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you know what this is? It's a dough bowl. I got this one for my sister-in-law since she had been wanting one. These are made by a man in Albany, KY.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell what kind of wood it is made from just by looking?? I sure couldn't, but some of you smart folks that know your wood might.&amp;nbsp; Okay, I'll tell you at the end of this post!! &lt;/span&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/-cENRI2_ZZ6k/TqTkRthkn3I/AAAAAAAACr4/CzFcGD3YbDk/s1600/doughbowl+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cENRI2_ZZ6k/TqTkRthkn3I/AAAAAAAACr4/CzFcGD3YbDk/s320/doughbowl+002.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;/strong&gt;&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS8mTK7Hnzc/TqTlct3aXRI/AAAAAAAACsA/0JZIT9_ACjs/s1600/cats%252Cboomtruck+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS8mTK7Hnzc/TqTlct3aXRI/AAAAAAAACsA/0JZIT9_ACjs/s320/cats%252Cboomtruck+004.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;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I found this photo below on the internet. I think I'd be passing on this wrap though!! &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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lW03FYNHyUA/TqTvsCYZ4OI/AAAAAAAACsI/2Ip7XjI2zLg/s1600/md.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lW03FYNHyUA/TqTvsCYZ4OI/AAAAAAAACsI/2Ip7XjI2zLg/s320/md.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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As for the wood for the dough bowl.&amp;nbsp; Did you know what kind it was?? It is Buckeye wood!&amp;nbsp;&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-2612907126876095005?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2612907126876095005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=2612907126876095005' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2612907126876095005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2612907126876095005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-sign.html' title='Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cENRI2_ZZ6k/TqTkRthkn3I/AAAAAAAACr4/CzFcGD3YbDk/s72-c/doughbowl+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1468173746709622809</id><published>2011-10-16T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T21:09:24.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting, among other things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday I had a lovely day visiting my brother and sister in law at their cabin. These pictures were taken on the road you travel to get there. You can't really call it a cabin anymore since they have added on and it now has 3 bedrooms and 2 baths, living room, kitchen, sunroom, partial basement, and a nice back deck. So nice sitting there with the peace and quiet that abounds up there. I didn't take any photos of the house though. It was great to get out there&amp;nbsp;and just sit around and visit with them for the day. &lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIaHLg77l7A/TpudjCkwIoI/AAAAAAAACrI/Z14lN_BwYdU/s1600/Paradise%252C+T+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIaHLg77l7A/TpudjCkwIoI/AAAAAAAACrI/Z14lN_BwYdU/s320/Paradise%252C+T+001.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;"&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/-0g6chrsh02E/TpufH0qAQ4I/AAAAAAAACrQ/QRMkIMaxMgg/s1600/Paradise%252C+T+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0g6chrsh02E/TpufH0qAQ4I/AAAAAAAACrQ/QRMkIMaxMgg/s320/Paradise%252C+T+003.JPG" width="320" /&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;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is one of the views that I think is so pretty. &lt;/span&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/-g3anBAvlsmQ/TpukB06i8aI/AAAAAAAACrg/yL_j-oP9tG0/s1600/Paradise%252C+T+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3anBAvlsmQ/TpukB06i8aI/AAAAAAAACrg/yL_j-oP9tG0/s400/Paradise%252C+T+005.JPG" width="400" /&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I took the car through the car wash and there was this guy/gal sitting there on the machine where you pay. I thought that was truly an unlikely place to see one of those.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rXTRZL9OC0I/TpufssPDoCI/AAAAAAAACrY/E050zWJcu8Q/s1600/Paradise%252C+T+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rXTRZL9OC0I/TpufssPDoCI/AAAAAAAACrY/E050zWJcu8Q/s320/Paradise%252C+T+008.JPG" width="240" /&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;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My neighbor has this new puppy, a Shih-Tzu. It's so cute!! Our Pup was a Shih-Tzu and I keep telling my neighbor that I'm going to steal this one from him! They are such sweet little dogs! &lt;/span&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zL45yTZyir4/TpulZ2FFcaI/AAAAAAAACro/y6PUv2rSOks/s1600/Paradise%252C+T+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zL45yTZyir4/TpulZ2FFcaI/AAAAAAAACro/y6PUv2rSOks/s320/Paradise%252C+T+018.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgxB8MbnSLU/TpuoLI4RWeI/AAAAAAAACrw/AeAgGOF5jl0/s1600/Oct+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgxB8MbnSLU/TpuoLI4RWeI/AAAAAAAACrw/AeAgGOF5jl0/s320/Oct+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&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;&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/17385214-1468173746709622809?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1468173746709622809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1468173746709622809' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1468173746709622809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1468173746709622809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/10/visiting-among-other-things.html' title='Visiting, among other things!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yIaHLg77l7A/TpudjCkwIoI/AAAAAAAACrI/Z14lN_BwYdU/s72-c/Paradise%252C+T+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-133547771433403894</id><published>2011-10-01T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T13:31:09.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's October!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that October is here already. It certainly feels like fall here with the temps getting cooler and the leaves beginning to change colors. I dread the leaf raking time. Ugh..not one of my favorite chores!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the nice comments about our home. It is quite cozy here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day recently I came out of Kroger grocery store and there was this huge mammoth of a dog that this woman was holding. It honestly doesn't look all that big in the picture here but it was big! If I saw this out in the woods I'd run like crazy!! This dog was super sweet and had beautiful soft long hair. I know he must suffer in the hot summers we have. The lady that owns him said he spent his time going from vent to vent in the house to get the cool air blowing on him. He is a Newfoundland breed. I think this is the first time I had ever seen one like this. Appropriately his name is "Bear." &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/-FOsz8c0Pkfg/Todln5YkhuI/AAAAAAAACqs/n_pRcYXM4hc/s1600/cats%252Cboomtruck+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOsz8c0Pkfg/Todln5YkhuI/AAAAAAAACqs/n_pRcYXM4hc/s320/cats%252Cboomtruck+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Others were stopping and taking photos also.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The owners of&amp;nbsp;the dog&amp;nbsp;were parked beside me and that dog took up the whole back seat! He has a&amp;nbsp;pretty face! Really a lovely dog.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aXkyRbjWILg/TodqaPGrvmI/AAAAAAAACq8/ehF9Uktd2cQ/s1600/cats%252Cboomtruck+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aXkyRbjWILg/TodqaPGrvmI/AAAAAAAACq8/ehF9Uktd2cQ/s320/cats%252Cboomtruck+008.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;"&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If the abundance of acorns means we are supposed to have a bad winter...then look out! There sure are plenty of them this year...at least on our oak tree. &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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUsqiKF4lfM/TodoJWlvG-I/AAAAAAAACq0/oW-TjQWp37Q/s1600/Oct.+1%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUsqiKF4lfM/TodoJWlvG-I/AAAAAAAACq0/oW-TjQWp37Q/s320/Oct.+1%252C+2011+002.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; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The dahlia still has some lovely blooms on 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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRGaQ3A_FvQ/Todo3CeiRvI/AAAAAAAACq4/j4zg0zHAShw/s1600/Oct.+1%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRGaQ3A_FvQ/Todo3CeiRvI/AAAAAAAACq4/j4zg0zHAShw/s320/Oct.+1%252C+2011+005.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; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scottie taking a nap in the recliner. Poor cat has a hard life, as you can see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvrFh7swXyI/Todrh7IAiVI/AAAAAAAACrA/KipGhlJilYY/s1600/cats%252Cboomtruck+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvrFh7swXyI/Todrh7IAiVI/AAAAAAAACrA/KipGhlJilYY/s320/cats%252Cboomtruck+001.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; clear: both; 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; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone is having a lovely weekend!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_j5mgkN6oQ/TodtjuCResI/AAAAAAAACrE/NP7ADK_HWrk/s1600/cats%252Cboomtruck+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_j5mgkN6oQ/TodtjuCResI/AAAAAAAACrE/NP7ADK_HWrk/s320/cats%252Cboomtruck+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-133547771433403894?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/133547771433403894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=133547771433403894' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/133547771433403894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/133547771433403894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-october.html' title='It&apos;s October!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOsz8c0Pkfg/Todln5YkhuI/AAAAAAAACqs/n_pRcYXM4hc/s72-c/cats%252Cboomtruck+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4731098148230752938</id><published>2011-09-23T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T12:24:24.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I turned into the driveway and said to myself, "Wonder who lives in this cute little cabin with the pretty flowers and the handsome cat laying on the ramp?" Then myself answered me and said, "It's me! It's me!!!" (You can click on the picture&amp;nbsp;to enlarge it.) &lt;/span&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/-_YsUjMwe5sk/TlxawgJBrbI/AAAAAAAACqU/Yb9-YOMurM8/s1600/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YsUjMwe5sk/TlxawgJBrbI/AAAAAAAACqU/Yb9-YOMurM8/s320/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+005.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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is a nice rainy day, just especially good for napping. In my younger days I never napped unless I was sick. Now a nap is something that I'll take when I feel sleepy and if there are no interruptions, and I do thoroughly &lt;em&gt;enjoy&lt;/em&gt; a good nap.&amp;nbsp;I wake up feeling refreshed and rested.&amp;nbsp;Perhaps this is a sign I'm getting older? Now I'm not one of those people who can sit down in front of the TV and go to sleep in the recliner or on the sofa. I like my napping in the bed under the covers preferably. Are you a napper? If so, do you have a favorite spot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4731098148230752938?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4731098148230752938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4731098148230752938' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4731098148230752938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4731098148230752938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YsUjMwe5sk/TlxawgJBrbI/AAAAAAAACqU/Yb9-YOMurM8/s72-c/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3613093270652363810</id><published>2011-08-29T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T21:45:03.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wedding!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This past Saturday my nephew got married and it was such a beautiful wedding. They got married at a B&amp;amp;B which is also an Equestrian Center. They were married down by a pond under the weeping willow tree. The bride and her father were driven down in a white carriage pulled by&amp;nbsp;a white horse!&amp;nbsp; The bride and groom were taken to the reception area in the same carriage after the&amp;nbsp;vows were said. &amp;nbsp;Then there was a lovely reception and catered meal and dancing.&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just loved this place, it was so pretty with some beautiful horses in the fields and the beautiful black fences. There were also some horses in the barn near the house which we were able to pet. &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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V3uEgo82wA/TlxdD2sVevI/AAAAAAAACqY/bxh8Gm8MvOY/s1600/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V3uEgo82wA/TlxdD2sVevI/AAAAAAAACqY/bxh8Gm8MvOY/s320/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bride and Groom after the I Do's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-MhWG776fKIo/Tlxef5ma1LI/AAAAAAAACqc/wrWlFB64fzw/s1600/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhWG776fKIo/Tlxef5ma1LI/AAAAAAAACqc/wrWlFB64fzw/s400/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+009.JPG" width="400" /&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;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That little guy you see the back of his head is my great-nephew Nate. He turned 3 on Sunday. We had to walk down to this area for the wedding. The weather was perfect and there was a gentle breeze.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hVfHdVJ-Ts/Tlxkit8DEzI/AAAAAAAACqk/OtjfTw4o1S8/s1600/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hVfHdVJ-Ts/Tlxkit8DEzI/AAAAAAAACqk/OtjfTw4o1S8/s320/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+053.JPG" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nate and his Dad petting this handsome horse!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maybe some time I can stay at this B&amp;amp;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-g7dTSfMuWeU/Tlxidu1zWrI/AAAAAAAACqg/nLjopZYWJeo/s1600/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7dTSfMuWeU/Tlxidu1zWrI/AAAAAAAACqg/nLjopZYWJeo/s320/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and two of my great-nieces, Kaylee and Abby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's the bride and groom.&lt;/span&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/--usNI07dlHw/Tlxqf8ByTtI/AAAAAAAACqo/Wnnx4QclgOs/s1600/mike+and+Becca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--usNI07dlHw/Tlxqf8ByTtI/AAAAAAAACqo/Wnnx4QclgOs/s320/mike+and+Becca.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3613093270652363810?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3613093270652363810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3613093270652363810' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3613093270652363810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3613093270652363810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/wedding.html' title='A Wedding!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V3uEgo82wA/TlxdD2sVevI/AAAAAAAACqY/bxh8Gm8MvOY/s72-c/Mike%2527s+wedding%252C+8-27-11+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4171037505501265809</id><published>2011-08-11T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T15:49:21.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I hope this snake that left it's skin in our yard is hightailing it away from our house. The way the skin is laying he would be heading up kinda towards the neighbor's house and not ours. The other day I saw a baby one by the garage. The cat, Jamie Dawn, was playing with it. That little snake was trying to bite her, and I don't blame it one bit! I put on my thick gloves and got it and set it over the fence and headed it downhill. I hope it kept going in that direction. Chances are it went and got it's Mama and that's her skin she left there in the yard. I hope she's not looking for revenge!!&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/-LKnzBo6GQ8Y/TkRVJuRsUCI/AAAAAAAACqE/KX8IfbbqazU/s1600/August+11%252C+2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKnzBo6GQ8Y/TkRVJuRsUCI/AAAAAAAACqE/KX8IfbbqazU/s320/August+11%252C+2011+010.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is one of the pretty cars that was taken at Somernites Cruise here in Somerset.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what kind it is or the year, but I sure do like it, colors, style, and all.&amp;nbsp; The last Saturday of each month (during the summer) they have the cruise and it brings in so many old cars. Usually they'll have 1000-1200 that&amp;nbsp;register in. They have the show downtown on Saturday&amp;nbsp;afternoon/evening. &amp;nbsp;It's really neat to see them all. Folks set up by the main highway in their lawn chairs and wait for them to start cruising up and down Hwy. 27. The crowds that come out to watch are quite amazing to me since there are so many people! The drivers will sometimes speed things up and burn some rubber, depending on the car of course, and the crowd just loves it. Each month they'll try to feature a different vehicle. &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MQ2RoFAcDA/TkRXNJmAaVI/AAAAAAAACqI/QjFhG4xLm94/s1600/cs1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MQ2RoFAcDA/TkRXNJmAaVI/AAAAAAAACqI/QjFhG4xLm94/s400/cs1.jpg" width="400" /&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;Not much going on here, but I'm behind in blogging so I wanted to get a post up. Now since it has cooled off somewhat, I think I'll go sit on the porch with some sweet tea. Care to join me? Come on and sit a spell.&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="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/-oKKoy656hVo/TkRY_OSIWlI/AAAAAAAACqQ/Rr6kJCDZGHY/s1600/July+20%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKKoy656hVo/TkRY_OSIWlI/AAAAAAAACqQ/Rr6kJCDZGHY/s320/July+20%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="240" /&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/17385214-4171037505501265809?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4171037505501265809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4171037505501265809' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4171037505501265809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4171037505501265809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/08/snakes-alive.html' title='Snakes Alive!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKnzBo6GQ8Y/TkRVJuRsUCI/AAAAAAAACqE/KX8IfbbqazU/s72-c/August+11%252C+2011+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5929875839096140123</id><published>2011-07-23T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:29:18.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Trip, or Part of a Day Anyway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today I went on an outing with a group from church. A small group of 11. We went to Berea, KY to eat at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://boonetavernhotel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boone Tavern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had not been&amp;nbsp;to that restaurant/hotel&amp;nbsp;in about 30 years. Many years ago I ate dinner there with a group from the Chamber of Commerce meeting.&amp;nbsp;Boone Tavern has always been noted for their spoon bread, and they served that to us today. Some say it's not as good as it used to be and the food isn't either; however,&amp;nbsp;I thought the spoon bread was great and the food was good too. The waiters were very attentive, pulling out our chairs for us and even placing the napkins in our laps! It's nice to have a little high class living every now and then!! &lt;/span&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHmdUud2mxs/TiuJhGpW7gI/AAAAAAAACps/-BmP2P58j9o/s1600/July+23%252C+2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHmdUud2mxs/TiuJhGpW7gI/AAAAAAAACps/-BmP2P58j9o/s400/July+23%252C+2011+011.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My entree of Flaked Chicken in a Bird's Nest with Mashed Potatoes and Green Beans.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;/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;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then it was time for dessert!! Bread Pudding which was great! &lt;/span&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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxIUo2ZAa4c/TiuJalmYneI/AAAAAAAACpo/0Bf6VXUt9sU/s1600/July+23%252C+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxIUo2ZAa4c/TiuJalmYneI/AAAAAAAACpo/0Bf6VXUt9sU/s400/July+23%252C+2011+014.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All the flowers there are so beautiful and lush. I wonder if the kids from the college tend to them as part of their work/classes? Berea College is a working college and the kids there work as part of their tuition. All the flowers along the front of the Tavern and that whole block are so huge&amp;nbsp;and simply beautiful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr1NzhN1K8s/TiuJ6o1sehI/AAAAAAAACpw/yA286i4evok/s1600/July+23%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr1NzhN1K8s/TiuJ6o1sehI/AAAAAAAACpw/yA286i4evok/s320/July+23%252C+2011+006.JPG" t$="true" 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;"&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went and browsed in the stores after we ate. I enjoyed seeing all the things that they have, many of which are made by the students.&amp;nbsp; There are many lovely quilts, and you can see the vibrant beautiful lone star quilt&amp;nbsp;behind me! &lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F2323KILnWA/TiuKRzgNNiI/AAAAAAAACp0/kD3x-IkyegA/s1600/July+23%252C+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F2323KILnWA/TiuKRzgNNiI/AAAAAAAACp0/kD3x-IkyegA/s320/July+23%252C+2011+021.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo65Gy4ytFI/TiuQvYv4m1I/AAAAAAAACp4/3_C5_W7zzsQ/s1600/July+23%252C+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo65Gy4ytFI/TiuQvYv4m1I/AAAAAAAACp4/3_C5_W7zzsQ/s400/July+23%252C+2011+016.JPG" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't this flock so cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nz4GIF_M-Z8/TiuJSohbFKI/AAAAAAAACpk/FixQD4Uq7DA/s1600/July+23%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nz4GIF_M-Z8/TiuJSohbFKI/AAAAAAAACpk/FixQD4Uq7DA/s320/July+23%252C+2011+001.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&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/17385214-5929875839096140123?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5929875839096140123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5929875839096140123' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5929875839096140123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5929875839096140123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-trip-or-part-of-day-anyway.html' title='A Day Trip, or Part of a Day Anyway!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHmdUud2mxs/TiuJhGpW7gI/AAAAAAAACps/-BmP2P58j9o/s72-c/July+23%252C+2011+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7806599118850395274</id><published>2011-07-12T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:22:59.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Pup and Munchie, Beloved Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had to have our dog, Pup, put down last month. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Here's a photo of him asleep I took a couple of months ago. He was 13 1/2 yrs. old. Oh what a sweet little dog he has been for us. He has traveled with us many places and was never any trouble. Loved riding in the car. We could leave him in the motel room and he wouldn't bother anything; just laid on the bed watching the door for us to return. Take him to a friends house to spend the night and we'd put his blanket beside the bed and he would sleep there just fine. Even my SIL who never would allow an animal in her home would let Pup stay because he was so good and he didn't really shed. We never allowed him to get on the furniture and she was amazed at how well behaved he was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't begin to tell you how much I miss him. Wherever I went he followed. We have taken so&amp;nbsp;many walks together.&amp;nbsp; He was smart and knew several tricks. My great&amp;nbsp;neice used to&amp;nbsp;tire him out getting him to jump through a hoop for her.&amp;nbsp;Each time she'd give him a&amp;nbsp;little bit of a treat. She'd make it last as long as she&amp;nbsp;could. She loved&amp;nbsp;getting him to do that. This photo below as taken while he was sleeping.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOdK_Ov0Gc8/Th0J4XG7tnI/AAAAAAAACpQ/y5dfa9yL0kE/s1600/April+2%252C+2011+195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOdK_Ov0Gc8/Th0J4XG7tnI/AAAAAAAACpQ/y5dfa9yL0kE/s320/April+2%252C+2011+195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a photo I took of him and he had just woken up. He never liked looking right at the camera because he hated that bright flash in his eyes. He would either close his eyes or look away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVvVMqygsGY/Th0KqYhWzKI/AAAAAAAACpU/JmiEq26cGKc/s1600/April+2%252C+2011+203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVvVMqygsGY/Th0KqYhWzKI/AAAAAAAACpU/JmiEq26cGKc/s320/April+2%252C+2011+203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Back in May Munchie got killed by a car. She was a dear sweet cat and she and Pup were great companions. They used to play together and have a big time before Pup got too old and didn't feel like playing anymore. Here's a picture below of them laying beside me on the bed. She is laying her head on Pup's side. They were good close friends. I miss them both so much and it's been really hard. They are buried beside each other in the yard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ov8gxxpYqwo/Th0LKLOdk7I/AAAAAAAACpY/hhZ_KSxnZ1I/s1600/April+2%252C+2011+164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ov8gxxpYqwo/Th0LKLOdk7I/AAAAAAAACpY/hhZ_KSxnZ1I/s320/April+2%252C+2011+164.JPG" width="320" /&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/17385214-7806599118850395274?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7806599118850395274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7806599118850395274' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7806599118850395274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7806599118850395274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/07/rip-pup-and-munchie-beloved-friends.html' title='R.I.P. Pup and Munchie, Beloved Friends'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOdK_Ov0Gc8/Th0J4XG7tnI/AAAAAAAACpQ/y5dfa9yL0kE/s72-c/April+2%252C+2011+195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-2017246390006743780</id><published>2011-07-04T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T20:13:19.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday America!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy 4th to everyone!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNLsAWlOJog/ThJ8EEkVCEI/AAAAAAAACpI/w-uA-pI-geQ/s1600/4th_of_july.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNLsAWlOJog/ThJ8EEkVCEI/AAAAAAAACpI/w-uA-pI-geQ/s320/4th_of_july.gif" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Recently I went to a reunion and it was held beside this beautiful log cabin.&amp;nbsp; It is a lovely home filled with antiques and all things rustic and wood! It is also completely modern as well. I could live there! It was so peaceful and pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vWXHXZfwW4/ThErKMWZqJI/AAAAAAAACpA/RqafKG3FJqw/s1600/cats%252Cflowers%252Creunion+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vWXHXZfwW4/ThErKMWZqJI/AAAAAAAACpA/RqafKG3FJqw/s320/cats%252Cflowers%252Creunion+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's another photo! Just past it was a nice big picnic&amp;nbsp;shelter where we actually had the reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fS-c4pDQCk4/ThEsDlPX7UI/AAAAAAAACpE/khA2xuuzIZk/s1600/cats%252Cflowers%252Creunion+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fS-c4pDQCk4/ThEsDlPX7UI/AAAAAAAACpE/khA2xuuzIZk/s320/cats%252Cflowers%252Creunion+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is a cousin of mine that I hadn't seen in many many years. He used to come to our house and stay some when I was little. He is the same age as my oldest brother, so I really remember him from when I was a kid and I always thought so much of him. He lives in Indiana. It was nice seeing so many cousins I hadn't seen in ages! I'm really glad I got to go to that reunion. You can see that my hair is very short right now, but I still have lots more than he has!! Haha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xHk2dzg9Z4/ThEqjVeO8LI/AAAAAAAACo8/NFmackrpaWg/s1600/cats%252Cflowers%252Creunion+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xHk2dzg9Z4/ThEqjVeO8LI/AAAAAAAACo8/NFmackrpaWg/s320/cats%252Cflowers%252Creunion+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a picture of some corn that I took today. They say corn is supposed to be knee high by the 4th of July. Well this corn is about as tall as I am, so it is way past that! &lt;/span&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/-n5pcHXKmMXg/ThJ-PLkEYiI/AAAAAAAACpM/K4xbErlsv7U/s1600/July+4%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5pcHXKmMXg/ThJ-PLkEYiI/AAAAAAAACpM/K4xbErlsv7U/s320/July+4%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope everyone has had a good weekend and enjoyed their Independence Day. This week has been kind of rough for me. I fell exactly a week ago on the steps going to our garage and it sure did jar this old body up good. I hit on the left side of my bohunkus and my right leg slid under the railing and scraped it good. It didn't rip the&amp;nbsp;skin but it sure did make a huge bruise, which still remains, but it's getting better each day. I hit my tailbone hard and I have been so sore. Each day it gets better thankfully, but it was rough at first. It hurt to walk, sit, sit down, get up, bend over, etc. Mighty painful indeed. I'm just thankful I didn't break anything. I also bruised several other areas of my body as well in that fall. &amp;nbsp;I blame myself. It had been raining and I had on flip flops, which are always dangerous when it's wet! They are now in the trash and good riddance to them and all their kind!!&lt;/span&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/17385214-2017246390006743780?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2017246390006743780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=2017246390006743780' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2017246390006743780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2017246390006743780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-america.html' title='Happy Birthday America!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNLsAWlOJog/ThJ8EEkVCEI/AAAAAAAACpI/w-uA-pI-geQ/s72-c/4th_of_july.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4496946516485451354</id><published>2011-06-14T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:20:35.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Drive In The Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I took a drive recently and here are some pictures to share that I took. You can click on any&amp;nbsp;to enlarge them.&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;/div&gt;&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&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/-FuF_kWod3WI/Tfge7ibzwUI/AAAAAAAACoM/ztYeX6rz8Ps/s1600/june+2011+scenery+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuF_kWod3WI/Tfge7ibzwUI/AAAAAAAACoM/ztYeX6rz8Ps/s320/june+2011+scenery+029.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corn looks good.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-muFUxId6VwU/TfgdkjBbSeI/AAAAAAAACoA/nTQJ6AGLB_8/s1600/june+2011+scenery+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-muFUxId6VwU/TfgdkjBbSeI/AAAAAAAACoA/nTQJ6AGLB_8/s320/june+2011+scenery+022.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lovely view!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-bbjUa8yUco0/TfkDxyCg0hI/AAAAAAAACok/GYT71mEymYY/s1600/june+2011+scenery+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbjUa8yUco0/TfkDxyCg0hI/AAAAAAAACok/GYT71mEymYY/s320/june+2011+scenery+015.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wheat is looking great! They have had soybeans and corn here, but this year it's wheat!&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/-Ijjh13_9CV0/TfkDPN14u3I/AAAAAAAACog/-BkX2RcBBIQ/s1600/june+2011+scenery+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijjh13_9CV0/TfkDPN14u3I/AAAAAAAACog/-BkX2RcBBIQ/s320/june+2011+scenery+014.JPG" t8="true" 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; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Ground Hog family enjoying some greens!&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;br /&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;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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSjKsaifu1k/TfkEcCH1WcI/AAAAAAAACoo/3eLsMeIzMFw/s1600/june+2011+scenery+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSjKsaifu1k/TfkEcCH1WcI/AAAAAAAACoo/3eLsMeIzMFw/s320/june+2011+scenery+009.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&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;Raking hay.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w01whGNcX2U/TfkFCY7cI4I/AAAAAAAACos/0cE3-eHbWoE/s1600/june+2011+scenery+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w01whGNcX2U/TfkFCY7cI4I/AAAAAAAACos/0cE3-eHbWoE/s320/june+2011+scenery+031.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&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;Hay baled and put in a row.&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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahb4L_JUI3s/TfkFgzi8qBI/AAAAAAAACow/_9padsk0aM0/s1600/june+2011+scenery+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahb4L_JUI3s/TfkFgzi8qBI/AAAAAAAACow/_9padsk0aM0/s320/june+2011+scenery+028.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&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;More hay, and I love the lay of the land here wih the hills in the background. So pretty!&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;Hope you enjoyed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4496946516485451354?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4496946516485451354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4496946516485451354' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4496946516485451354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4496946516485451354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/drive-in-country.html' title='A Drive In The Country'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuF_kWod3WI/Tfge7ibzwUI/AAAAAAAACoM/ztYeX6rz8Ps/s72-c/june+2011+scenery+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7529943198406409116</id><published>2011-06-07T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T06:37:52.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Lurky Visits and other Amusing Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A couple of days ago I looked out and this turkey came walking out of the garage. She proceeded to walk slowly up the driveway making those turkey noises they make. I told her to come back and I would find food for her, but she ignored me and kept walking. Last I saw she was strolling through the neighbor's lawn. I have been outside and heard turkeys gobble before and I have seen them across the lake on the hillside, but this is the first one I've ever seen in our yard. She was all alone in her wanderings.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txECSyDKBc4/Te4icUvOd1I/AAAAAAAACno/uEV48OZVdhw/s1600/TOPScatsturkey+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txECSyDKBc4/Te4icUvOd1I/AAAAAAAACno/uEV48OZVdhw/s320/TOPScatsturkey+031.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Turkey Lurky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/span&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;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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have been having some hot days now.&amp;nbsp; Each night I have a ritual of watering all my flowers. They sure dry out fast in this heat. I am NOT complaining; merely commenting! I do recall all those cold days of winter!&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was thinking about this and I thought it was funny and I still get tickled when I think about it. Here's the story. My sister in law and I e-mail each day. I normally send the e-mail to 2 cousins and two SIL's, and we just tell of the events of the day. Usually there isn't much to tell, especially for me. Anyway......one day in my SIL's e-mail she said, "Today I went to Roger."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So I e-mailed her back and I said, "You went to Roger...and what did you and Roger do???"&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She sent me an e-mail back and it was written in huge letters;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;DARN THAT SPELL CHECK!!! KROGER! I WENT TO KROGER!!!! &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I really had a chuckle over that and still do!! &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I never rely on spell check unless I'm not sure of the spelling of a word. I worked in a doctor's office before and did all the transcription and letters, etc. I always proofread everything before I hit the print button.&amp;nbsp; At first the doctor would read the letters but then he just would sign them without reading them since he trusted me. I told him one day that he should read them because I might be telling the person that he was calling them a big jerk or something. He just grinned and kept signing. He said, "I know you'd never do that Rachel."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was told another story of a woman working in a doctor's office and she wrote out all the checks. She said the doctor would just sign them and never look at them, and this bothered her. So one day she put one in that was made out to herself so she could take it back to him and say, "TAH Da! See I told you that you should look at these before signing them!"&amp;nbsp; When she got it back in the pile he had signed that one "Santa Claus."&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So obviously he was giving them a quick glance before signing them after all!! &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope everyone is having a great week!! &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's my late Sunday sign and I really like this one!!! Sorry it's a little lobsided.&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkg2DrKRPiA/Te4iFXc8-RI/AAAAAAAACnk/BN8Px9ir_FY/s1600/TOPScatsturkey+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkg2DrKRPiA/Te4iFXc8-RI/AAAAAAAACnk/BN8Px9ir_FY/s320/TOPScatsturkey+011.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/17385214-7529943198406409116?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7529943198406409116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7529943198406409116' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7529943198406409116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7529943198406409116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/06/turkey-lurky-visits-and-other-amusing.html' title='Turkey Lurky Visits and other Amusing Things'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txECSyDKBc4/Te4icUvOd1I/AAAAAAAACno/uEV48OZVdhw/s72-c/TOPScatsturkey+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5437463602203520063</id><published>2011-05-21T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T20:11:41.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I don't know what happened to my videos in the previous post. I had posted it (it posted it twice but I don't know why), and I watched it on my blog after I had posted it, so it did work at one time. If anyone knows the proper way to upload videos I'd appreciate a tutorial! I just download them along with my pictures and onto my blog just like a picture, except it took about 20 minutes for the video to download onto the blog.&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today was my birthday and it was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZjF6H8Y954/Tdh7WpzdDoI/AAAAAAAACnc/Mj6PmTd_7zM/s1600/My+birthday+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZjF6H8Y954/Tdh7WpzdDoI/AAAAAAAACnc/Mj6PmTd_7zM/s320/My+birthday+2011+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Cake and a Cookie too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today was pretty uneventful but this evening I went to my nephew's house and his wife had made the cake for me. She was very busy making cakes today and had about 6 that went out and one was a wedding cake.&amp;nbsp; So I apprecite her making me one. Her neighbor decorated it and it was her first try at decorating!&amp;nbsp;I thought it was cute &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She put on a&amp;nbsp; pot of coffee and they sung Happy Birthday to me and then we all had cake! Yummy it was; white cake with raspberry filling and white chocolate chips in the frosting! I&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; white chocolate!!! &lt;/span&gt;&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/-P6O6J2XSHWs/Tdh-AQuaqbI/AAAAAAAACng/dR9fKxQA91A/s1600/May+14%252C+2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6O6J2XSHWs/Tdh-AQuaqbI/AAAAAAAACng/dR9fKxQA91A/s320/May+14%252C+2011+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5437463602203520063?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5437463602203520063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5437463602203520063' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5437463602203520063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5437463602203520063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday.html' title='Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZjF6H8Y954/Tdh7WpzdDoI/AAAAAAAACnc/Mj6PmTd_7zM/s72-c/My+birthday+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1375263247545903439</id><published>2011-05-20T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:04:52.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I posted a video.............finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Hc9Wfs8VB0Y/TddLrPLohQI/AAAAAAAACnY/XL0IsSEhEoo/s1600/flowers52011%2B007.AVI"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Dda985dc6178e6d16%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1305976846%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D75DAED88081D535DE1C87677C2D864A34271861C.C88BDA58A564AD96928FD1451309F4B887F40453%26key%3Dlh1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Dda985dc6178e6d16%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1305976846%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D75DAED88081D535DE1C87677C2D864A34271861C.C88BDA58A564AD96928FD1451309F4B887F40453%26key%3Dlh1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-picasa-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Hc9Wfs8VB0Y/TddLrPLohQI/AAAAAAAACnY/XL0IsSEhEoo/s1600/flowers52011%2B007.AVI"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Dda985dc6178e6d16%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1305976846%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D75DAED88081D535DE1C87677C2D864A34271861C.C88BDA58A564AD96928FD1451309F4B887F40453%26key%3Dlh1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Dda985dc6178e6d16%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1305976846%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D75DAED88081D535DE1C87677C2D864A34271861C.C88BDA58A564AD96928FD1451309F4B887F40453%26key%3Dlh1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my poor little dog, Pup. He is old and can't hardly get around anymore. In human years he's about 92 right now. He has trouble with his back legs and often they won't hold him up. The vet gave him steroids,and they did seem to help some, but he's out of them now. Right now I'm just taking it day to day. He no longer can hear well either. I try to give him plenty of love and attention. He's been such a good little dog over the years. Couldn't have asked for better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I don't know why it has the video twice. I'm just tickled that I finally got a video up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tomorrow is my birthday. Nope, I ain't goina tell how young I am!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1375263247545903439?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1375263247545903439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1375263247545903439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1375263247545903439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1375263247545903439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-posted-videofinally.html' title='I posted a video.............finally!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3307766856405613290</id><published>2011-05-19T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T18:11:09.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile..........</title><content type='html'>Gee whiz. I just checked my blog and realize it's been so long since I've blogged. I thought I had put a post up since Easter, but I must have just "thought" I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to report around here. Seems things are pretty consistently routine. That's not a bad thing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have this huge bruise on my ankle/leg and I don't recall banging it at all. You would think a bruise that big I would recall how it happened. &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0RgzyNFMDlg/TdW55vE-isI/AAAAAAAACmk/IYLZfwXxQRQ/s1600/May+19%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0RgzyNFMDlg/TdW55vE-isI/AAAAAAAACmk/IYLZfwXxQRQ/s320/May+19%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GngfUKyoWnc/TdW913SqkiI/AAAAAAAACms/nMBP9SYizxc/s1600/April+2%252C+2011+122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GngfUKyoWnc/TdW913SqkiI/AAAAAAAACms/nMBP9SYizxc/s320/April+2%252C+2011+122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Munchie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last week my sweet cat Munchie got hit by a car and was killed instantly. I found her right after it happened and she didn't have any blood or any torn spots on her, so it was all internal. It was so sad for me to carry her lifeless limp, still warm, body down to the garage. Later I buried her. Now I'm down to 6 cats. I don't know what happened, because she was usually very watchful of cars, but there were some people walking down the road and I thought she might have ran from them and forgot to listen for a car with the distraction. I'm just thankful she went fast, and with the road so close with speeding cars, being hit is always&amp;nbsp;a possibility for the cats, if they venture out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a small carnival set up at the mall this week. I saw this little kiddie roller coaster and thought it was about my speed!! I would never ride any of those huge ones, as I think I'd pass out or throw up on all the people on the ground!! It just wouldn't be a pretty sight!&amp;nbsp; Back behind it they had the carousel. Now that was always my favorite when I was a kid. I loved riding those carousel horses as they went round and round and up and down. &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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkUF4gDBUBc/TdW7s_ORpEI/AAAAAAAACmo/ZDFSqbioMWM/s1600/May+19%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkUF4gDBUBc/TdW7s_ORpEI/AAAAAAAACmo/ZDFSqbioMWM/s320/May+19%252C+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for your amusement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom, Dick and Harry went to a party. After the party they returned to the hotel. The hotel was 600 stories high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for them, the elevator was not working. They made a plan for the first 200 stories, Tom will crack jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second 200 stories Dick will tell a happy story and lastly Harry will tell a sad story.They then started up the steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours it was Harry's turn. He turned to the other two and said "OK guys, here's my sad story. I forgot the keys downstairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3307766856405613290?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3307766856405613290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3307766856405613290' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3307766856405613290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3307766856405613290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile..........'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0RgzyNFMDlg/TdW55vE-isI/AAAAAAAACmk/IYLZfwXxQRQ/s72-c/May+19%252C+2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-655528029656371483</id><published>2011-04-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T20:15:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m14L09R4wGQ/TbOSU4BYGsI/AAAAAAAACmY/0kyH9AmETmA/s1600/Easter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m14L09R4wGQ/TbOSU4BYGsI/AAAAAAAACmY/0kyH9AmETmA/s320/Easter.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;JESUS’ ETERNAL SACRIFICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God almighty, our holy one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Conquering, victorious and risen son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Saviour, redeemer, Lord of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You saved me, freed me, and gave me life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is there a way that I can repay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What it cost you my Lord that fateful day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you gave your life upon the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For all mankind eternally lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For I know I could never pay the price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The cost of your eternal sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For salvation is a gift that you freely gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you died and arose from the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The hope that came from your sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is the hope we have of eternal life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;© By M.S.Lowndes&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/17385214-655528029656371483?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m14L09R4wGQ/TbOSU4BYGsI/AAAAAAAACmY/0kyH9AmETmA/s72-c/Easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6583612508122028100</id><published>2011-04-17T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T23:31:05.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes From Around Our Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thankfully we have not had any damage from any of the storms thus far. I pray it stays that way since they are giving the same storm system for this week again. We had lots of rain Friday, Friday night, and Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;April showers bring May flowers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My little dog, Pup, has been sick and spent some time at the vet clinic. He is 13 years old, which in human years adds up to well over 90, so I guess he's pretty good for his age! He is having trouble with getting his back legs to work. The vet said if he were a human he'd be on a walker now. They wanted to keep him and give him steroids during that time. I think he might be a little better. He was so sick when I brought him home. Poor little guy was so sick he didn't even seem excited to see me. He threw up in the car and several times after he got home. Finally he got over that sickness and is eating fine now. Nowadays I carry him around a lot. He always wants to be where I am, otherwise he is not a happy camper!&amp;nbsp;I still have some more medication to give him over the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;few&amp;nbsp;days. The best way I have found to get him to take pills is to buy a Diary Queen BBQ sandwich and put the pill in a bit of that. He gets it down real easy like that. If he tastes the pill at all he'll spit it out. I used to have such a hard time until I tried the BBQ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope everyone is doing better than great, staying safe, and enjoying life!&amp;nbsp; I leave you with some scenes from our yard, and my Sunday Sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCUc41PZEKo/TavS6zQ5bNI/AAAAAAAACl4/IDXjQkFJHTM/s1600/April+18%252C+2011+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCUc41PZEKo/TavS6zQ5bNI/AAAAAAAACl4/IDXjQkFJHTM/s320/April+18%252C+2011+071.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got these bulbs in late so I have daffodils that have bloomed and gone, and now these, and some new ones coming up!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x9QzzL3YW2E/TavReGqh6rI/AAAAAAAAClw/44a5ilIj0rU/s1600/April+18%252C+2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x9QzzL3YW2E/TavReGqh6rI/AAAAAAAAClw/44a5ilIj0rU/s320/April+18%252C+2011+045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peppermint! Great for Mint Juleps on Derby Day!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zE0VHRFza7I/TavSWl9Mq3I/AAAAAAAACl0/oU7z-J6ZZxM/s1600/April+18%252C+2011+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zE0VHRFza7I/TavSWl9Mq3I/AAAAAAAACl0/oU7z-J6ZZxM/s320/April+18%252C+2011+056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love these buds on the Knock-Out Roses!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyNU09LtEOc/TavToJEC-CI/AAAAAAAACl8/QXGEiqNMPC8/s1600/April+18%252C+2011+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyNU09LtEOc/TavToJEC-CI/AAAAAAAACl8/QXGEiqNMPC8/s320/April+18%252C+2011+075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handsome Scottie!! "Look deep into my eyes!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1V5H_yS9p4/TavULGcbrJI/AAAAAAAACmA/hN6laJNcGN4/s1600/April+18%252C+2011+076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1V5H_yS9p4/TavULGcbrJI/AAAAAAAACmA/hN6laJNcGN4/s320/April+18%252C+2011+076.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Full bloom on the Knock-Out Rose Bush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&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/-dn1Oq_C2gr4/TavUihskDeI/AAAAAAAACmE/t0madUNQ41Q/s1600/April+18%252C+2011+079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dn1Oq_C2gr4/TavUihskDeI/AAAAAAAACmE/t0madUNQ41Q/s320/April+18%252C+2011+079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiny rosebud on the yellow Knock-Out Rose Bush&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &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/-hfTgu6KaYjE/TavV2aJJNcI/AAAAAAAACmM/Vhdxz35YsoE/s1600/April+18%252C+2011+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hfTgu6KaYjE/TavV2aJJNcI/AAAAAAAACmM/Vhdxz35YsoE/s320/April+18%252C+2011+036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday Sign &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6583612508122028100?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6583612508122028100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6583612508122028100' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6583612508122028100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6583612508122028100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/04/scenes-from-around-our-yard.html' title='Scenes From Around Our Yard'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCUc41PZEKo/TavS6zQ5bNI/AAAAAAAACl4/IDXjQkFJHTM/s72-c/April+18%252C+2011+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1272627494701438017</id><published>2011-04-06T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T12:11:11.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Week Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We survived the storms okay, thankfully! There was damage all around the state but no one was killed in KY. In our county there was a couple of barns blown down, trees down, and electrical outages, but that was about all, and that was enough! I was standing in the doorway watching it when that line of hard wind and rain came sweeping through. If I had seen any signs of trees breaking or anything happening I was ready to get under the sofa. Our sofa is only about an inch off the floor, so that would have been quite a feat for me let me tell you!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hw-ZvFJWb0s/TZy2JWFN5yI/AAAAAAAAClo/T1wH4hAxt1I/s1600/letterboard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hw-ZvFJWb0s/TZy2JWFN5yI/AAAAAAAAClo/T1wH4hAxt1I/s320/letterboard.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I saw this sign at the local Farm Mart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXkNIN_OwMM/TZy2DsSxuxI/AAAAAAAAClk/gXUhSnRnCJo/s1600/twosaddles.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXkNIN_OwMM/TZy2DsSxuxI/AAAAAAAAClk/gXUhSnRnCJo/s400/twosaddles.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I ran across this photo (don't know who they are) and it's the first time I've ever seen two saddles on one horse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is nice and sunny but a&amp;nbsp; bit windy. My lawn needs mowing and I guess I'll do it tomorrow when it will be a bit less windy. Today is warmer and the windows are open letting a nice breeze flow through the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vPTStlWJuQ/TZy5fuyqtPI/AAAAAAAACls/HsD7ux3V8p0/s1600/OwsleyCo%252C+S.Fork+KYRiver.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vPTStlWJuQ/TZy5fuyqtPI/AAAAAAAACls/HsD7ux3V8p0/s400/OwsleyCo%252C+S.Fork+KYRiver.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is&amp;nbsp; the South Fork of the KY River in Owsley County, the county I was born in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just love this photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hope all my blogging friends are having a wonderful week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1272627494701438017?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1272627494701438017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1272627494701438017' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1272627494701438017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1272627494701438017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/04/mid-week-ramblings.html' title='Mid Week Ramblings'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hw-ZvFJWb0s/TZy2JWFN5yI/AAAAAAAAClo/T1wH4hAxt1I/s72-c/letterboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1761309678283843576</id><published>2011-04-03T18:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:04:49.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UK Lost, and more ramblings............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Well the UK Wildcats lost their game by one point. Just ONE point! Oh well. They can't all win and of course they all want to win. They did well to get as far as they did. I had decided that if they won last night I'd go buy a T-shirt with their logo on it. Now I don't have to! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;It's been warm today and very windy. Tomorrow and tomorrow evening they are saying we might have severe storms. I sure hope not. It's been 37 years today since we had those awful tornado's of 1974, which I have posted about before. So hard to believe it's been that long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Super Outbreak is the largest tornado outbreak on record for a single 24-hour period. From April 3 to April 4, 1974, there were 148 tornadoes confirmed in 13 US states, including Illinois, Indiana, Michigan, Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama, Mississippi, Georgia, North Carolina, Virginia, West Virginia, and New York; and the Canadian province of Ontario. It extensively damaged approximately 900 square miles (1,440 square kilometers) along a total combined path length of 2,600 miles (4,160 km).[1] The Super Outbreak of tornadoes of 3–4 April 1974 remains the most outstanding severe convective weather episode of record in the continental United States." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(This was copied from Wikipedia.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Currently the same weather pattern is lined up with the two fronts and the warm air moving north from the Gulf of Mexico. It all makes for very unsettling weather for many many states, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Hopefully it'll all calm down and be less than the Weather Channel is predicting! I sure hope so. The 1974 tornado hit us straight on. Thankfully no one in my family was harmed, but there were 4 people killed in our area. It got the house, barn, and well....everything! I was not at home at the time and my parents, along with my oldest brother and his son got into the cellar. Needless to say, that is a night that reminds etched in my mind very clearly as we walked back in there later with lightening constantly, the lightening that looks like little veins running everywhere. We spent the night in the church, which was about 1/4 of a mile from our house, and it didn't receive any damage. There was me, my parents, my brother and his girlfriend that stayed in the church. No, I did not sleep one wink that night and my Mom didn't either. Not sure if anyone else did, but they tried. Mom and I just sat in a pew together with no thoughts of sleep! Then at daybreak we walked back up the hill and I just couldn't believe the sights that met our eyes. Amazing how it can all be destroyed in a few seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;On another note, I bought a wireless mouse for my computer. I LOVE it!! The cord on my old one broke in two, so when I saw the wireless ones I was elated! Yeehaw! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Now I'll leave you with this lovely daffodil that is blooming so pretty in our front yard right now. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;set the bulbs out kind of late, but they came right along and did great! &lt;/span&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/-FxgIkLka1mk/TZkdkQE_1uI/AAAAAAAAClY/Uu_Ma7uczfM/s1600/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B297.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591532920985605858" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FxgIkLka1mk/TZkdkQE_1uI/AAAAAAAAClY/Uu_Ma7uczfM/s320/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B297.JPG" style="float: left; height: 275px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&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/17385214-1761309678283843576?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1761309678283843576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1761309678283843576' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1761309678283843576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1761309678283843576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/04/uk-lost-and-more-ramblings.html' title='UK Lost, and more ramblings............'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FxgIkLka1mk/TZkdkQE_1uI/AAAAAAAAClY/Uu_Ma7uczfM/s72-c/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7931723260895547841</id><published>2011-04-02T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T16:06:02.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go UK Wildcats!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-kqG09U93Q/TZeoLOAiydI/AAAAAAAAClQ/VG9vyKQPjtE/s1600/UK%2Bshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591122373096163794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-kqG09U93Q/TZeoLOAiydI/AAAAAAAAClQ/VG9vyKQPjtE/s320/UK%2Bshirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The UK Wildcats are in the NCAA Final Four and will be playing in Houston tonight. I sure hope they win. I have to say that I am not what you would call a "huge" fan. I don't watch the games because they make me too nervous. I can't stand all the nail biting and the closeness of some of the games. So I will watch a bit to see who is ahead and then listen later to find out who won. I do hope they win and I support them, but I'm not a die-hard fan like so many are. Lots of people claim to have blue blood running through their veins around here!! So that will explain the church sign which felt the need to speak of the Cats and show their support as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTu0KhTF_sw/TZefQGcnltI/AAAAAAAAClA/pDnchwzgSRE/s1600/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B290.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591112561361131218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTu0KhTF_sw/TZefQGcnltI/AAAAAAAAClA/pDnchwzgSRE/s320/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This afternoon I went to a birthday party for a dear friend of mine. Here she is, the 90 year old birthday lady, "Netha." She is such a sweet dear lady who always looks so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K-Qa4tHaPI/TZee7yQWjjI/AAAAAAAACk4/uqnWAgvsJPU/s1600/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B303.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591112212343590450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K-Qa4tHaPI/TZee7yQWjjI/AAAAAAAACk4/uqnWAgvsJPU/s320/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She is a jewel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is our Pastor and his wife. He must have forgotten to wear his UK Wildcat shirt!! Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcXclHtBB_4/TZeeWictryI/AAAAAAAACkw/STR-7DVwxHM/s1600/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B298.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591111572445310754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcXclHtBB_4/TZeeWictryI/AAAAAAAACkw/STR-7DVwxHM/s320/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a bunch of the females that all had on their blue! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WdxgXZ-kxpU/TZeeIeDnAbI/AAAAAAAACko/HR9ocXGXdzQ/s1600/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B300.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591111330748105138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WdxgXZ-kxpU/TZeeIeDnAbI/AAAAAAAACko/HR9ocXGXdzQ/s320/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I leave you with a tulip that is blooming now. Such a pretty sight at this time of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJUXxclMxy0/TZeiF0W2L8I/AAAAAAAAClI/hs3guqhF8Zg/s1600/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B291.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591115683241275330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJUXxclMxy0/TZeiF0W2L8I/AAAAAAAAClI/hs3guqhF8Zg/s320/April%2B2%252C%2B2011%2B291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Try as I might, this would not allow me to break up my paragraphs to go along with the photos. I tried it in Html and the Compose areas, with no luck either way. Sorry about that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-7931723260895547841?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7931723260895547841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7931723260895547841' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7931723260895547841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7931723260895547841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/04/go-uk-wildcats.html' title='Go UK Wildcats!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-kqG09U93Q/TZeoLOAiydI/AAAAAAAAClQ/VG9vyKQPjtE/s72-c/UK%2Bshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-2240070151913266943</id><published>2011-03-07T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T07:03:02.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was just sitting here thinking about when I was a kid. This one house we lived in is one place I want to go back to and visit. Oh now it's probably all gone, but surely I'll be able to find the foundation or the cistern, or some sign of the house. It sat about 1/2 mile off the road and now it's just all grown up with weeds. Someone lives a little ways down that road in a trailer. I would love to go and ask them if it's okay if I walked in there to look someday. Of course I would get someone to go with me. I surely wouldn't want to venture in there alone.  There were two rows of huge maple trees in the front yard. Surely I can find them and use them as a guide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out back was the smokehouse and the chicken house. My friend and I used to play "Annie Over" out there using the chicken house to toss the ball over. Behind all that was our huge garden where Mom and Dad grew all kinds of wonderful vegetables.  I was still pretty young back then and don't recall working in that garden all that much. Maybe though, my memory leans towards the fun things more than the not-so-fun things! Those days we rode the mule or the horse. That is where we lived when Dad bought me a pony. He brought it right into the living room to show it to me after he got back from the auction that night! I woke up and there he was with that pony standing at the foot of my bed! Talk about one happy little girl. I sprung out of bed and jumped on its back! Once I had made over the pony Mom told Dad to get the pony out of the house! Haha!  My parents were never one for cirtters of any kind in the house, but Dad knew how much I wanted a pony. I had begged for so long! He also had a great sense of humor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I spent many hours riding that pony who got the name of "PeaJack." Of course that was a name that Daddy gave him. I had wanted to name him "Red." With Dad calling him "PeaJack," that name seemed to stick and he learned his name as PeaJack, so PeaJack it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Dad would go to work he would walk out the lane and he usually carried his dinner in a paper bag.  At the road he would wait for the man he carpooled with. One would drive one week and one the next.  He said PeaJack would get in the road and had to have a treat from his dinner. He said once PeeJack saw that paper bag he blocked the road and wanted his treat! Dad got in the habit of taking something extra just for PeaJack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The barn was a few hundred feet from the house and the pig pen was right next to the barn. We always had hogs back then.  Come November on a cold day one would get killed and that we used for our winter meat. I'd sure love to have some of that good homemade sausage right now. There was nothing better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As kids there was never any lack of things to do, especially if you had a friend over. We played in the hayloft. We would walk in the mostly mud pond. We would be barefoot of course and sink in up to our knees and have to help pull each other out! Then we'd get in the other part of the pond where there was still some water and wash off before going home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah, those were such fun times. I don't know why I was thinking about that place this morning and the great memories it brings back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-2240070151913266943?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2240070151913266943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=2240070151913266943' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2240070151913266943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2240070151913266943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/memories.html' title='MEMORIES'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1168148722415867845</id><published>2011-02-27T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T14:30:04.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boat Transporting Up Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm starting out with my &lt;strong&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;/strong&gt; first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MSzu2rlDzo/TWrK5md1HgI/AAAAAAAACkg/WjPe6GZTD0Y/s1600/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B154.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578494179378798082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MSzu2rlDzo/TWrK5md1HgI/AAAAAAAACkg/WjPe6GZTD0Y/s320/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some neighbors now that have a business of transporting houseboats.  I never thought about how one is moved across the country. This one was taken out of Lake Cumberland here in Somerset, KY, and delivered to Lake Tenkiller in OK. Quite a far piece to travel and they traveled during the snowy part of January. This boat is 18 X 90. I went aboard and couldn't believe how nice it was. The bathrooms were bigger than mine here at home and even had double sinks! There are 3 levels. I can't imagine being able to buy something like that.  It has 5 bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that with the economy that this boat sold for a lot less than it normally would have. I guess that is the case with lots of things right now. I guess the upside to that is that someone else was able to purchase it and have it transported all that distance, and it still be within their price range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have to take all that stuff off until it's down to the carpet. Then when they get there they have to put it all back together again. Sure is a lot of work involved. They are called "&lt;strong&gt;Dreams in Motion"&lt;/strong&gt; and are on Facebook with lots of photos. In fact, I got the one of it going into the water at Lake Tenkiller from their site. I'm sure they don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was right out of Lake Cumberland they are getting ready to take the 2 top stories off and get it ready to move.  This is where I went to see it and went aboard, and then they explained how they had to take the top 2 levels off for transporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPWy-3A33Ww/TWrKEfUkfGI/AAAAAAAACkQ/pA5mHilBHfg/s1600/houseb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578493266927844450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPWy-3A33Ww/TWrKEfUkfGI/AAAAAAAACkQ/pA5mHilBHfg/s320/houseb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJmumqtVe38/TWrIGZAHVTI/AAAAAAAACkI/O1Myg8IMBzM/s1600/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B132.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578491100567917874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJmumqtVe38/TWrIGZAHVTI/AAAAAAAACkI/O1Myg8IMBzM/s320/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This last photo is the one I got from their site showing it going back into the water  to its new home on Lake Tenkiller in OK, after being all put back together.  I thought this was interesting and I hope you all did too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XsIEVG5zamw/TWrKYwO3WrI/AAAAAAAACkY/Xv0ilZisfB4/s1600/housebo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578493615064701618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XsIEVG5zamw/TWrKYwO3WrI/AAAAAAAACkY/Xv0ilZisfB4/s320/housebo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1168148722415867845?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1168148722415867845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1168148722415867845' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1168148722415867845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1168148722415867845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/boat-transporting-up-close.html' title='Boat Transporting Up Close'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MSzu2rlDzo/TWrK5md1HgI/AAAAAAAACkg/WjPe6GZTD0Y/s72-c/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6639372779469948786</id><published>2011-02-25T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:58:45.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Favorite Thing</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite Christmas gifts I received this year!! I'm glad some kids still do this sort of thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZktwdlZ3Xk/TWfKa5EL5fI/AAAAAAAACj4/xg5IgfKSLSQ/s1600/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577649226865436146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZktwdlZ3Xk/TWfKa5EL5fI/AAAAAAAACj4/xg5IgfKSLSQ/s320/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRzBPhADp6g/TWfKEMah8iI/AAAAAAAACjw/89X3aPBKjsM/s1600/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577648836922438178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRzBPhADp6g/TWfKEMah8iI/AAAAAAAACjw/89X3aPBKjsM/s320/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is making those decorations!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GnjKEKHI16I/TWfRZEHJslI/AAAAAAAACkA/1fZD2PUqWuk/s1600/Kaylee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577656892052320850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GnjKEKHI16I/TWfRZEHJslI/AAAAAAAACkA/1fZD2PUqWuk/s320/Kaylee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6639372779469948786?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6639372779469948786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6639372779469948786' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6639372779469948786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6639372779469948786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/favorite-thing.html' title='A Favorite Thing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZktwdlZ3Xk/TWfKa5EL5fI/AAAAAAAACj4/xg5IgfKSLSQ/s72-c/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4363944765122017590</id><published>2011-02-20T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:30:45.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Spring Yet?? Feels Like It Here! Yeehaw!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm still here in blogland. Just slow reporting in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our weather has moderated and turned from the snow and cold to some very mild temps. No complaints here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be nice if I could tell you of all the exciting things I've been doing, but I'd be telling a lie. Things around here are pretty much the same from day to day. My husband is doing about the same. It's hard getting him to eat and it takes forever to feed him if there is any meat in the meal. He just takes forever to chew. Soups are much easier. I can put things in the food processor and blend them up so there is really not much chewing involved. I do that sometimes. Sometimes it works well and other times it doesn't. If it's meat he will still chew on it and not swallow it. Then it ends up like a cud and he wants to spit it out. He wanted shrimp a couple of weeks ago. It took him 45 minutes to eat 4 butterflied shrimp. I told him I could take a nap and watch a movie while he was chewing on a bite! I was trying to encourage him to chew and told him that eating would make his brain sharper. He told me that his brain didn't need to be any sharper!! He still has his sense of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week &lt;a href="http://http//abandonedinpasadena.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandy,&lt;/a&gt; her brother Ron, and her husband Jimmy, rode down on their motorcycles. I met them at the Golden Corral for lunch. It was so nice to see them! They sure did brighten up my otherwise boring day. They are such nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This red headed woodpecker was way up on the top of a dead tree which is at the edge of our yard. I know the picture isn't that great, but pretty good considering the distance I was from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3FhzVH41wE/TWHHfIcVH2I/AAAAAAAACjg/G4jK7ZLTtMI/s1600/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575957151317565282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3FhzVH41wE/TWHHfIcVH2I/AAAAAAAACjg/G4jK7ZLTtMI/s320/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These daffodils are coming up and that sure does make me think spring has just about sprung. When I see the daffodils coming up it always makes me feel more springy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSqQv6HRRKY/TWHIWLgOaNI/AAAAAAAACjo/n_c5LZTwKIk/s1600/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575958097032014034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSqQv6HRRKY/TWHIWLgOaNI/AAAAAAAACjo/n_c5LZTwKIk/s320/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYJsA8-wGXI/TWHGD3blxBI/AAAAAAAACjY/P3WErvBci4g/s1600/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575955583382963218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYJsA8-wGXI/TWHGD3blxBI/AAAAAAAACjY/P3WErvBci4g/s320/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4363944765122017590?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4363944765122017590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4363944765122017590' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4363944765122017590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4363944765122017590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-it-spring-yet-feels-like-it-here.html' title='Is It Spring Yet?? Feels Like It Here! Yeehaw!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3FhzVH41wE/TWHHfIcVH2I/AAAAAAAACjg/G4jK7ZLTtMI/s72-c/ManyFeb.%2B2011%2B208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7084887889671282829</id><published>2011-01-27T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:45:05.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cozy Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHVXPwz2JI/AAAAAAAACjA/fKlG1DS18sw/s1600/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566965209751607442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHVXPwz2JI/AAAAAAAACjA/fKlG1DS18sw/s320/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you click on these photos to make them bigger you can see just how hard it was snowing yesterday. It was so beautiful to watch. We didn't get a lot, maybe 2 inches but it was a wet snow and is melting quite a bit today. The road was slushy and slick. I did not venture out all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHTf1Lts2I/AAAAAAAACiw/YEupB1tiLSA/s1600/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566963158212260706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHTf1Lts2I/AAAAAAAACiw/YEupB1tiLSA/s320/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Munchie with her head resting on Pup. When it's winter out there they are cozy inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHStD0mS8I/AAAAAAAACio/Cshhb47MQk8/s1600/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566962285968509890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHStD0mS8I/AAAAAAAACio/Cshhb47MQk8/s320/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHUtnf-vCI/AAAAAAAACi4/YOWbQBS4I2s/s1600/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566964494568963106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHUtnf-vCI/AAAAAAAACi4/YOWbQBS4I2s/s320/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munchie is such a sweet cat. Each night she gets up beside me and lays her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and she just looks up at me with her beautiful eyes. Of course Pup is here too and if she gets too close to him he can get a bit grouchy with her. The older he gets the more grouchy he gets. He is 13 now.  Poor little guy. He can't hear very well anymore, and he seems to sleep more.  He sure is a sweetie though.  He's always been such a good little dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHYF8wbqvI/AAAAAAAACjI/12OT-CpixVk/s1600/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566968211126856434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHYF8wbqvI/AAAAAAAACjI/12OT-CpixVk/s320/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-7084887889671282829?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7084887889671282829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7084887889671282829' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7084887889671282829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7084887889671282829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/cozy-winter.html' title='Cozy Winter'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TUHVXPwz2JI/AAAAAAAACjA/fKlG1DS18sw/s72-c/January%2B26%252C%2B2010%2B179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8735741880052759498</id><published>2010-12-31T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T16:05:57.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another year ending and a new one beginning. Hard to believe it will soon be 2011. They say times flies when you're having fun, so I must be having a ball............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My wishes for your new year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ours of happy times with friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bundant time for relaxation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rosperity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lenty of love when you need it the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; outhful excitement at lifes simple pleasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ights of restful slumber (you know - dont' worry be happy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; verything you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;W&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ishing you love and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ears and years of good health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;njoyment and mirth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ngels to watch over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; embrances of  happy years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Author is Unknown to Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8735741880052759498?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8735741880052759498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8735741880052759498' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8735741880052759498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8735741880052759498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8962586724698635266</id><published>2010-12-25T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T19:01:45.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had a white Christmas. This is the road that I live on. It was very pretty with the snow sticking to the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRagNG4QCaI/AAAAAAAACiI/nUDZk4vhp-Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554803337453373858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRagNG4QCaI/AAAAAAAACiI/nUDZk4vhp-Y/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my nephew's house today for Christmas and this is all they would give me to eat. Can you believe that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRafAnJi0QI/AAAAAAAACiA/yKstfyvfylw/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554802023265915138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRafAnJi0QI/AAAAAAAACiA/yKstfyvfylw/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....in all honesty, I actually I had LOTS more than this, but this little guy was almost too cute to eat! Easy to make with a cherry dipped in chocolate, add a Hershey kiss for the head, and slivered almonds for ears, and give it a couple of eyes, and ....presto...a cute little mouse!!! A mouse adorned each cupcake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRahLsbwfQI/AAAAAAAACiQ/okiH8N8AXdk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554804412686302466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRahLsbwfQI/AAAAAAAACiQ/okiH8N8AXdk/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their pretty tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRavuHlNngI/AAAAAAAACiY/qeNnJXbXTwo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554820397252058626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRavuHlNngI/AAAAAAAACiY/qeNnJXbXTwo/s320/Christmas%2B2010%2B033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very nice Christmas visiting with everyone. I hope everyone out there in Blogland had a great Christmas too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Now I felt like it should be a Christmas sign, but this one fits our church because our pastor left on vacation today!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRaedPzv5yI/AAAAAAAACh4/Py9oKi-a9dY/s1600/chsign3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554801415705061154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRaedPzv5yI/AAAAAAAACh4/Py9oKi-a9dY/s320/chsign3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8962586724698635266?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8962586724698635266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8962586724698635266' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8962586724698635266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8962586724698635266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TRagNG4QCaI/AAAAAAAACiI/nUDZk4vhp-Y/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8029410588023794914</id><published>2010-12-16T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T19:36:06.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iced Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TQragUTS7XI/AAAAAAAAChw/cym0AsLOTS4/s1600/ice1210"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551489739427868018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TQragUTS7XI/AAAAAAAAChw/cym0AsLOTS4/s320/ice1210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8029410588023794914?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8029410588023794914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8029410588023794914' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8029410588023794914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8029410588023794914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/iced-over.html' title='Iced Over'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TQragUTS7XI/AAAAAAAAChw/cym0AsLOTS4/s72-c/ice1210' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-332225577234574946</id><published>2010-12-12T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T11:35:50.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If We Make it Through December</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If we make it through December&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everythings gonna be all right I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the coldest time of winter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I shivver when I see the fallin snow"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought of the lyrics to this song today as I was watching the snow falling. It does make me shivver some too, especially out sweeping off the front porch with the snow blowing back at me with each sweep. I gave that up as a hopeless effort. What I really dread more is the cold wind and colder weather that is behind this snow. Not looking forward to that. December is not usually our coldest time of winter but those lyrics seemed appropriate for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is everyone ready for Christmas? It'll be here before we know it. I think I'm about as ready as I'll ever be, other than mailing out my Christmas cards.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much going on around here but the usual things. I hope all my blogger friends are doing well and keeping warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TQUe6Uo0wQI/AAAAAAAACho/LOW737UwjrM/s1600/December%2B7%252C%2B2010%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549876103125188866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TQUe6Uo0wQI/AAAAAAAACho/LOW737UwjrM/s320/December%2B7%252C%2B2010%2B012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&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/17385214-332225577234574946?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/332225577234574946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=332225577234574946' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/332225577234574946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/332225577234574946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-we-make-it-through-december.html' title='If We Make it Through December'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TQUe6Uo0wQI/AAAAAAAACho/LOW737UwjrM/s72-c/December%2B7%252C%2B2010%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7774938646858063692</id><published>2010-11-24T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T19:41:17.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This  is a photo I took one evening and you can see the date on it. That day it was so windy! I do mean super-windy. If it wasn't nailed down then it was likely blown away. I was hoping that the oak tree in the yard would let go of it's leaves (it was blowing perfectly to blow them over the hill that day), but they clung on with all their strength and might. It just wasn't their time I guess. They waited until a few days later to fall so they'd be sure to land in the yard and not fall over the hill.  Last Monday night the moon was shining so bright, and it was so light outside that I decided to rake some leaves before the predicted rain came. I could see fine without a light. I got the leaves that were mostly in front of the house and I made so many trips carrying a tarp full of leaves and tossing them over the hill. I'm so glad I did that, because the rains came, and now I have that many leaves already gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TO3WWBLRvHI/AAAAAAAAChg/T7zGLUdqaJ4/s1600/Thanksgiving2010%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543322390124149874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TO3WWBLRvHI/AAAAAAAAChg/T7zGLUdqaJ4/s320/Thanksgiving2010%2B003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things around here have been pretty routine for us lately. Last week I visited the doctor since I had a sore throat and I didn't want it to develop into anything worse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did see a couple of deer on our road lately. Both times one crossed in front of me at the same place. Both times it was misting rain as well. I have seen deer on our road before but it's not very often.  Right now it's hunting season for the poor deers and they are moving around a lot. They say they don't move around because it's hunting season but because it's mating season;  but I think if someone was hunting for me that I would move around a lot too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a sign, and I hope everyone has a very wonderful Thanksgiving! We do have so much to be thankful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TO3VU2hQZ0I/AAAAAAAAChY/HfnBlaSHDFo/s1600/Thanksgiving2010%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543321270572050242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TO3VU2hQZ0I/AAAAAAAAChY/HfnBlaSHDFo/s320/Thanksgiving2010%2B012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-7774938646858063692?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7774938646858063692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7774938646858063692' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7774938646858063692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7774938646858063692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TO3WWBLRvHI/AAAAAAAAChg/T7zGLUdqaJ4/s72-c/Thanksgiving2010%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5187909046833317787</id><published>2010-11-07T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:51:13.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging and Blogging Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been blogging since October 1, 2005. The first person to comment was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cliffmorrow.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. In fact I actually found his blog.......I have no clue as to how....but reading his blog I was thinking that he seemed like such a nice guy with such a nice family. So I started blogging. Back then I thought you had to have a blog to comment on other blogs! It has taken me awhile to figure out things and there is still so much I don't know how to do. Some people have neat headers and they change them for the seasons. I have no idea how to do that and I'd be afraid to try for fear I'd lose my whole blog or mess it up so badly it couldn't be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been lucky to meet some of my blogging friends and that is such a wonderful thing about blogging. There are so many nice people out there in blogland. In fact there are so many nice blogs that it's impossible to follow all of them. I mean, unless you want to spend ALL your time on the computer! I don't think you could follow all of them even if you did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I got to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//jwiley.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, who has been a blogging friend for quite some time. This was the 4th time that I have met him. He stopped by here on his way to another Blog Meet in TN. I think Jerry has probably met more bloggers than most! He likes to travel and therefore, gets around to the areas where his blogging friends live. It's always a pleasure to see him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday Sign (thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://homespunheadlines.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ralph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TNepdI0PO2I/AAAAAAAAChQ/7qSShNZAsK8/s1600/chsign3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537080584923200354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TNepdI0PO2I/AAAAAAAAChQ/7qSShNZAsK8/s320/chsign3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5187909046833317787?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5187909046833317787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5187909046833317787' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5187909046833317787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5187909046833317787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/blogging-and-blogging-friends.html' title='Blogging and Blogging Friends'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TNepdI0PO2I/AAAAAAAAChQ/7qSShNZAsK8/s72-c/chsign3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7321738931384496608</id><published>2010-10-31T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:01:35.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent Halloween</title><content type='html'>Today I went to a family reunion. This is just me, my brothers and their families, my neices and nephews and their families. Everyone was there and it was so great seeing them all. The kids seem to shoot up a lot in a year's time. It has been a year since I've seen some of them. I wish we had gotten the kids all together for a group photo but that's real hard. We had the reunion at my nephew's house. His parents live right across the field, so some of the kids went to the barn where they have a nice fort that their Papaw built for them; some went to a tree house that Papaw built for them; others headed for the creek; and some of the younger ones were busy digging in the huge sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my neice's 34th birthday and my nephew's wife (who makes wonderful cakes and decorates them so beautifully) made this replica of a Louis Vuitton purse and a shoe sitting on a shoebox. The details were amazing!! I had never heard of this man, but looked at some of the purses online and they are extremely extremely expensive. So instead of getting the real things, she got cake that looked like that! Here is a photo of her holding the two cakes. If you click any photos they should enlarge. Judi also made another cake for all of us to eat and it was amazing too. For some reason Blogger will not let me upload any more photos, so I'll show it to you another time. Jennifer does look happy with her cakes, doesn't she? She is such a sweet person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5EWBCxK3I/AAAAAAAAChA/dGmYOs17vfk/s1600/Halloween,+2010+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534436137112775538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5EWBCxK3I/AAAAAAAAChA/dGmYOs17vfk/s320/Halloween,+2010+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5D8I5bnLI/AAAAAAAACg4/4SDVMMfbFKg/s1600/Halloween,+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sweet great-neice Abby. This is Jennifer's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5Corg1pQI/AAAAAAAACgo/kPxIBYqcJ9g/s1600/Halloween,+2010+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534434258727576834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5Corg1pQI/AAAAAAAACgo/kPxIBYqcJ9g/s320/Halloween,+2010+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is in her cute outfit today! Note those orange shoes!!  She was drinking water and you can see the bottle by her feet. She had to lay it down while getting her photo taken!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5DIzoPUcI/AAAAAAAACgw/w-XO3LUFA0g/s1600/Halloween,+2010+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534434810661917122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5DIzoPUcI/AAAAAAAACgw/w-XO3LUFA0g/s320/Halloween,+2010+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween and got treats instead of tricks!!!  I sure did enjoy my day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-7321738931384496608?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7321738931384496608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7321738931384496608' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7321738931384496608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7321738931384496608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-i-spent-halloween.html' title='How I Spent Halloween'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TM5EWBCxK3I/AAAAAAAAChA/dGmYOs17vfk/s72-c/Halloween,+2010+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5605927992921097553</id><published>2010-10-24T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:22:55.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things here have been back to normal with my husband. He got over his UTI and is doing well; as well as he was before this that is. He is confined to a hospital bed and is total care 24/7. I don't really talk about it much on here. He has been like that for over 5 years, after having had two strokes. So we are used to Home Health coming out and the VA nurses, and the VA doctor even comes here to the house to see him. He is on their Homebound Program, which I think is wonderful. They have been super nice to me and him in every way possible and they do anything they can to help me. The last time the Doctor was out (she is a Nurse Practitioner), she told me that he is one of their success stories. I often use Comfort Keepers to sit with him when I go somewhere, and these people are all good to have to help me when I need it, and all this enables me to keep him here at home, where he wants to be, where I want him to be, and where he gets good care. It's just not the same in a nursing home. So I will keep him here as long as I'm able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to declutter and that is such a chore for me. I have lots of clutter! Our church is having an auction/yard sale coming up next month, so I have been looking for things to give to that cause. The money will go towards paying off some additional land that they recently purchased. This will be held at a local park, and not at the church. I have rounded up several things so far to donate. Sometimes I take things to Goodwill. There's also a thrift store that is run by a church and I take things there too. They have built a home for people who are recovering from addictions of all kinds. So far they have the home for the men completed. Later they will build one for women. So I think this is all good to help them out, since they are trying to reach out and help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is in the air and the leaves are changing colors and falling. It'll soon be that dreaded leaf raking time. You all may recall that is one chore I do not care for! But things are so pretty right now. Folks are set up different places around the area selling Mums and I just love Mums! I got 4 pretty ones today. I couldn't believe how cheap they were. These are good size Mums and they were 4 for $20! Three covered the back seat and one went beside me in the front seat. The smell in the car was wonderful! I never realized how good they smell until I was all up close and personal with them in the car! This guy has lots of them and he sets up in an area by the mall. I hadn't stopped before because I figured they'd be much higher than that. Wow, was I surprised and a very nice surprise at that! This tree is located downtown. One side had turned such a pretty orange, but the other side was pretty much still green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTvjJPWxjI/AAAAAAAACgg/HiKhc-gIOr4/s1600/October+24,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531809629372597810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTvjJPWxjI/AAAAAAAACgg/HiKhc-gIOr4/s320/October+24,+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pup had a birthday on the 18th and he turned 13! That's fairly old for a dog I guess. I can sure tell he's getting older. He doesn't hear as well anymore. Sometimes I can get out of bed and he never wakes up. Sometimes when I come home after being gone somewhere he'll be asleep and never wake up until I go and wake him up. Back in his younger days you could never sneak out of bed without him knowing or come in the house without him knowing. On his birthday I took him to the drive-thru at Culver's and got him a Cheeseburger, plain of course. I took him to a little park that is beside the road a few miles from the house. By then the burger had cooled enough to let him eat it, and I gave him half of it. Then I let him wander around the park (there was no one there) for about 20 minutes. Then I had some water for him and then I drove home and tried to keep it slower than usual, so he could let the wind blow in his face and let his ears blow in the wind. Dogs like that sort of thing! That night I gave him the other half of the burger. So I guess he had a good birthday. No cake, but I think to a dog a cheeseburger would definitely be better! Ain't he cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTte2jzRKI/AAAAAAAACgY/HcEt_I8eRJY/s1600/Oct.+22,+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531807356615345314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTte2jzRKI/AAAAAAAACgY/HcEt_I8eRJY/s320/Oct.+22,+2010+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTtC8hd5PI/AAAAAAAACgQ/cvh1OsvF75A/s1600/Oct.+11,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHURCH SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTsVId8M1I/AAAAAAAACgI/xIZF1sy25ZI/s1600/Oct.+11,+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531806090112283474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTsVId8M1I/AAAAAAAACgI/xIZF1sy25ZI/s320/Oct.+11,+2010+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next week is Halloween and I'm going to do my level best to get a post up!! So come back for that!! In the meantime, I hope everyone is doing great!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5605927992921097553?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5605927992921097553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5605927992921097553' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5605927992921097553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5605927992921097553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TMTvjJPWxjI/AAAAAAAACgg/HiKhc-gIOr4/s72-c/October+24,+2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-495101056079317128</id><published>2010-10-02T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:47:48.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Happening in My Life.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd get a quick post in today. I know you all just miss me soooo much!! Haha! Anyway, it's been busy here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear husband got a real bad UTI a couple of weeks ago and we ended up in the ER, where you wait and wait and wait. I will spare you the details, but he ended up being sent to the VA Hospital in Lexington, via ambulance, at 1:30 in the morning. I came home and crashed and went up there the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after that they called and said they were sending him home, and that he had responded well to the IV antibiotics. They sent him home too soon and his fever went back up and his urine output was only teaspoons at a time. Home Health ended up coming out and giving him IV fluids here at home. He got those continuously for 5 days. Thankfully he has gotten better. Now I have to try and push him to drink, drink, drink! It's not easy, as he doesn't like to drink too much these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is well with my friends in blogland! I'm trying to get around to checking on everyone as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scottie&lt;/strong&gt; looks like he needs a bigger bed, doesn't he? The NIP bag you see there has catnip in it, so he looks like he's all passed out from too much NIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TKdSu-D7XWI/AAAAAAAACgA/WXZEQmUW04k/s1600/September+28,+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523474434880134498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TKdSu-D7XWI/AAAAAAAACgA/WXZEQmUW04k/s320/September+28,+2010+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Church Signs&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like both of these signs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TKdRX_4uyaI/AAAAAAAACfw/bFfjnFHbHFM/s1600/September+28,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523472940721424802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TKdRX_4uyaI/AAAAAAAACfw/bFfjnFHbHFM/s320/September+28,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TKdRu6TObnI/AAAAAAAACf4/AdkuJUADIi0/s1600/September+28,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523473334358929010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TKdRu6TObnI/AAAAAAAACf4/AdkuJUADIi0/s320/September+28,+2010+011.JPG" border="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/17385214-495101056079317128?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/495101056079317128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=495101056079317128' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/495101056079317128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/495101056079317128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-happening-in-my-life.html' title='What&apos;s Happening in My Life.......'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TKdSu-D7XWI/AAAAAAAACgA/WXZEQmUW04k/s72-c/September+28,+2010+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3020450833463302902</id><published>2010-09-10T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T13:10:39.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And a Do-Si-Do to All</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm still here! We had some much needed rain yesterday and overnight. I poured 4.5 inches out of the rain gauge this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much going on around here but the usual routine, and that's a good thing I guess. I am taking square dance lessons and it's lots of fun. It's pretty low key but still good exercise. I have learned how to do-si-do!! We have 6 kids from the same family taking lessons too. These are all adopted kids, so they are close to the same ages, all but one of them who is a teenager. I think they'll pick it up and do okay, and they have no ends to their energy! So we'll see how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my cats got killed on the road. That was Billy. He was such a pretty cat and so sweet. Sweet to me that is. He was a terror to the other cats and was a big bully. Anyone who loves cats know they all have their own personalities, and Billy was different. He used to carry all his toys to the bathtub and he'd play in there for hours with them. I would throw my arms up in the air and he would hump up and jump sideways at me!! So cute!! I'm sure the other cats are glad he's gone. I have seen him jump up in the air and come down on the back of another cat...for no reason other than just mean. He wasn't playing either. He made the fur fly and they all ran at the sight of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 2 days after he was killed a little black stray kitten came along and it was so hungry with its little sides sunk in. I named it Diddlydo. It's a real sweetie and now no longer has any sides sunk in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty watering cans are good places to hide and play! That's Diddlydo in the can and Baby Kitty behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TIr4SEwDodI/AAAAAAAACfg/sJ8DRJu4CBU/s1600/Augebay,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515493683065233874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TIr4SEwDodI/AAAAAAAACfg/sJ8DRJu4CBU/s320/Augebay,+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sidewalk seems a cool place to lay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TIr3xv-Bv8I/AAAAAAAACfY/g_nyufKPPhs/s1600/Sept.7,+2010+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515493127730872258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TIr3xv-Bv8I/AAAAAAAACfY/g_nyufKPPhs/s320/Sept.7,+2010+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to apologize for not blogging much. I know you all are sick of hearing it! I thought about taking a blogging break for a couple of months or so, but then decided that I'll just blog when I can instead. I'll certainly try to get something posted every couple of weeks or so, or maybe more often. We'll see. I do think of all my blogging friends quite often, so know that I certainly have not forgotten you even if I haven't been around to comment much lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3020450833463302902?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3020450833463302902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3020450833463302902' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3020450833463302902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3020450833463302902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-do-si-do-to-all.html' title='And a Do-Si-Do to All'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TIr4SEwDodI/AAAAAAAACfg/sJ8DRJu4CBU/s72-c/Augebay,+2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1669759605158036724</id><published>2010-08-28T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T19:49:40.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odds and Ends and Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't this the prettiest rose? This is one of those miniature ones that I have on my steps outside. They are tiny but so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnHyMJ693I/AAAAAAAACfQ/_RfekXq8ZBo/s1600/August+25,+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510655284134737778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnHyMJ693I/AAAAAAAACfQ/_RfekXq8ZBo/s320/August+25,+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you are using the weed-whacker and the line connects with the top of your foot instead of the weeds. My, but it did smart at the time! Let's see...that is 3 days old. It almost gave me a perfect U brand! Right above that on my ankle you can see some old sign and that is where I stepped on the tail of a kitten down at the farm and it lit into me with all it had. I was feeding them and they all get under my feet and I never want to step on any of them, but I must have stepped on this one's tail because it sure did latch onto my ankle and I counted 7 claw marks all around my ankle and foot. It got me on the sides of my foot and there on the top. I couldn't blame it though. If someone stepped on my tail I expect I'd be out of sorts too. It was only doing what came natural to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnGy0HenTI/AAAAAAAACfI/Qcb1unTLB80/s1600/August+28,+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510654195350281522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnGy0HenTI/AAAAAAAACfI/Qcb1unTLB80/s320/August+28,+2010+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I know you all remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamiesmindlessblather.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jamie Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and her blog which is called "Jamie Dawn's Mindless Blather." I sent her this postcard not too long ago to see if she wouldn't like to cook some of this Possum Pie, and also to tell her how much we all missed her 'mindless blathering!' I know I speak for all of us because she is such a funny writer and such a dear, and we all miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was tickled pink to get this recipe and said that it would go perfectly with her Road Kill Stew, and then she'd wash it all down with JD's Kick-in-the-Pants Moonshine. Gosh, I wish she'd invited me for that yummy meal!! I believe some of that Kick-in-the-Pants Moonshine might perk me up and be better than spring tonic! I think I'll write her and see if she won't mail me a sample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnCcymHSOI/AAAAAAAACe4/TklatnWRokA/s1600/August+5,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510649418938271970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnCcymHSOI/AAAAAAAACe4/TklatnWRokA/s320/August+5,+2010+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a great week. The weather has gotten a little cooler here and I'm thankful for that. I hope all is well with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnB2M71LiI/AAAAAAAACew/Q-CvnalDwLk/s1600/August+5,+2010+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510648755993783842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnB2M71LiI/AAAAAAAACew/Q-CvnalDwLk/s320/August+5,+2010+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1669759605158036724?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1669759605158036724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1669759605158036724' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1669759605158036724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1669759605158036724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/odds-and-ends-and-sunday-sign.html' title='Odds and Ends and Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/THnHyMJ693I/AAAAAAAACfQ/_RfekXq8ZBo/s72-c/August+25,+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-9218147508254169665</id><published>2010-08-15T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:26:18.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know what this is called? We always called them "Jar Flies" because they make a loud noise. They come to the lights at night and the cats will get one and when these are on their backs (and their underside is white), they beat their wings and make that loud noise. I rescued this one and set him off on the side of a tree and hopefully he lived to see another day. I was curious as to their true name.  Some striking colors there if you look close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhafofAT_I/AAAAAAAACek/3ns6sWMcK7k/s1600/August+15,+2010+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505750043950338034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhafofAT_I/AAAAAAAACek/3ns6sWMcK7k/s320/August+15,+2010+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhaSWD7rxI/AAAAAAAACec/-jq60ljfibo/s1600/August+15,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505749815666650898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhaSWD7rxI/AAAAAAAACec/-jq60ljfibo/s320/August+15,+2010+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had company this weekend and we went to Cumberland Falls. It was so very hot as it has been for a good while now. Hot and humid. However, the photo of the falls looks very cool and refreshing. I think we can all use that at this time of the year, since so many places have also been experiencing the extreme heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhZCZ1X6JI/AAAAAAAACeU/q0RfczRxs0s/s1600/August+15,+2010+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505748442289793170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhZCZ1X6JI/AAAAAAAACeU/q0RfczRxs0s/s320/August+15,+2010+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhYrDxfauI/AAAAAAAACeM/okBmbVF4Ne4/s1600/August+5,+2010+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505748041230936802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhYrDxfauI/AAAAAAAACeM/okBmbVF4Ne4/s320/August+5,+2010+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-9218147508254169665?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9218147508254169665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=9218147508254169665' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/9218147508254169665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/9218147508254169665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-sign.html' title='Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGhafofAT_I/AAAAAAAACek/3ns6sWMcK7k/s72-c/August+15,+2010+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8482333382973791781</id><published>2010-08-09T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T07:57:24.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Eat Bugs Too??</title><content type='html'>Our lawn needs mowing. Again. It actually needed it last week, but I decided that it wasn't a big deal and could wait until I got to it. I might get to it today. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Might&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the key word there. The last time I mowed a bug, (I'm assuming a gnat since it wasn't too big) flew down my neck and got swallowed up. It was suicide since it wasn't my fault that it just decided to fly in about the time I had my mouth open taking a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this church sign! With our heat an ice cream will melt awfully fast out there. You had better enjoy every bite! Today's high is supposed to be 97. Maybe I'll get to swallow another gnat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Sunday Sign!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGAVMOhJAaI/AAAAAAAACeE/mjVAhA4o8p0/s1600/August+5,+2010+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503422044446458274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGAVMOhJAaI/AAAAAAAACeE/mjVAhA4o8p0/s320/August+5,+2010+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8482333382973791781?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8482333382973791781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8482333382973791781' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8482333382973791781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8482333382973791781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-you-eat-bugs-too.html' title='Do You Eat Bugs Too??'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TGAVMOhJAaI/AAAAAAAACeE/mjVAhA4o8p0/s72-c/August+5,+2010+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6988537988920279531</id><published>2010-08-05T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T15:04:07.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of blogger neglect. It's a good thing there isn't a law about blogging regularly, because lately I would be fined a huge amount. I know some others have been having blogger neglect too, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//jimmiehov.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; says it should be blamed on global warming. Sounds good to me. Now you know why I haven't been blogging much lately. Global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have had some of that global warming around here. Yesterday it was 103 when I called our local Time &amp;amp; Temp number. The humidity has been so bad. I walk outside and the sweat pours. I honestly think I have sweated more this summer than any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had thunderstorms and they were hefty with bad lightening and crashing thunder. I awoke to more rain and thunder this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very nice day as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//abandonedinpasadena.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; her husband Jimmy, and her brother Ron, came by and they took me to lunch at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.leesfordmarina.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Harbour Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; at Lee's Ford Marina. It's a lovely place to eat there and the view of the marina is just great. While we were there it came up a storm and the wind got pretty hard. One of the docks almost got the roof lifted off and it would raise up and we thought it was going and then it would set back down. Some of it did go and the dock broke in the middle and the dock turned into a V instead of a straight row. The restaurant lost power and they were rushing to get to the dock to check on the boats docked in those slips as a first priority. Thankfully we had our food and were eating but some of the others did not get to eat since the kitchen had no electricity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of Sandy and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TFsx0jtdpII/AAAAAAAACd0/5Ky5uG1VKoM/s1600/August+5,+2010+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502046148772078722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TFsx0jtdpII/AAAAAAAACd0/5Ky5uG1VKoM/s320/August+5,+2010+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's the broken dock. Prior to the wind it had been connected to the end of that other one and going in the same direction as the other one, but it seemed the wind really blew hard there. It's located kind of in an inlet and the wind whipped through there pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TFsysQMHALI/AAAAAAAACd8/KQSGcu22RmU/s1600/August+5,+2010+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502047105604583602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TFsysQMHALI/AAAAAAAACd8/KQSGcu22RmU/s320/August+5,+2010+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the way home we did see several big limbs blown out of trees. Thankfully, no damage at our house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll try to amend my blogging ways and do better. I'll get around to visit everyone very soon too!! I do think of my blogging friends very often, even if I haven't been blogging or commenting much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6988537988920279531?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6988537988920279531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6988537988920279531' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6988537988920279531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6988537988920279531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-guilty.html' title='I am Guilty'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TFsx0jtdpII/AAAAAAAACd0/5Ky5uG1VKoM/s72-c/August+5,+2010+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4635371914822188923</id><published>2010-07-18T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:53:10.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been lax on my blog again. Doesn't mean I haven't thought of my blogging friends real often though. My life is fairly routine and I figure you all don't want to read about all my routine things.  I mean, do you really want to hear about the laundry I did or how I gathered all my recyclable items and took them to the recycling center? We did have an old microwave here that I took over there. I'm so glad they have that recycling center. Recycling just makes so much sense. I can only imagine all the landfills out there and how much ground they cover. I think of the trash that we have alone and multiple that by millions of others. It's kind of shocking if you think about it, and scary too! It can be a pain to recycle since you have to store things until you can take them to the recycling place. But it's definitely worth the effort.  Oh gee, I did have plenty to say about that after all, didn't I? I know in some cities they have different bins for recycling and will come by and pick them up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw this little car parked at our local Lowe's recently. I thought it was so cute! The only thing I saw written on the back was "Smart," as to an indication of the model/make. I'm sure this little cutie is quite cheap on gas.  I wanted to have a look inside it but there was no one around and they had parked it off  by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TEN-WH8qhuI/AAAAAAAACds/SfR__P-67PI/s1600/July+13,+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495374888877852386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TEN-WH8qhuI/AAAAAAAACds/SfR__P-67PI/s320/July+13,+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought this field of hay rolled up was so pretty. This only shows part of it. It was really a big area. I love that view with the hill in the background.   You can click to enlarge any of the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TEN90AYhGBI/AAAAAAAACdk/Ju-2Khmq_d8/s1600/July+13,+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495374302731638802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TEN90AYhGBI/AAAAAAAACdk/Ju-2Khmq_d8/s320/July+13,+2010+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone is doing well and having a great summer. I can't hardly believe that next month will be August already. Seems like school was just out for the summer and soon they'll be going back again. As hot and humid as it's been we'll be talking about how cold it is before too long. The cycles come and go and they seem to come faster all the time. I think that's a sure sign I'm getting older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TEN9gPRz9cI/AAAAAAAACdc/kHxW0BjzwMM/s1600/July+13,+2010+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495373963132663234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TEN9gPRz9cI/AAAAAAAACdc/kHxW0BjzwMM/s320/July+13,+2010+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4635371914822188923?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4635371914822188923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4635371914822188923' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4635371914822188923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4635371914822188923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunday-sign.html' title='Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TEN-WH8qhuI/AAAAAAAACds/SfR__P-67PI/s72-c/July+13,+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6777175157528777674</id><published>2010-07-03T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T20:59:33.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America!!</title><content type='html'>This picture was taken at the entrance to one of our local churches. I love the fact that they put this up. The church is to my back and what you see in the background is the back of a gas station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must never take our freedom for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hope everyone has a happy and safe 4th of July!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TDAESCJe7vI/AAAAAAAACdM/6TU_K1G0cVk/s1600/June+14,+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489892653625437938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TDAESCJe7vI/AAAAAAAACdM/6TU_K1G0cVk/s320/June+14,+2010+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TDAF47_UHbI/AAAAAAAACdU/23cIt0dRR9k/s1600/fdr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489894421498699186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TDAF47_UHbI/AAAAAAAACdU/23cIt0dRR9k/s320/fdr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6777175157528777674?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6777175157528777674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6777175157528777674' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6777175157528777674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6777175157528777674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/america.html' title='America!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TDAESCJe7vI/AAAAAAAACdM/6TU_K1G0cVk/s72-c/June+14,+2010+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3446776027892817625</id><published>2010-06-27T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:59:08.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistletoe, KY and Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>This is a very old picture of the Post Office at Mistletoe, KY. Mistletoe is where I was born.  Mistletoe has not had a post office for many many years now. This is the first time I had seen a picture of the post office.  If you enlarge it you can get a much better picture and even read the Post Office sign by the door. You don't see post offices like these anymore! Mistletoe is located in Owsley County KY, which is in the SE part of the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCeqRrOCQhI/AAAAAAAACdE/yI6Bb9Uei-0/s1600/miss_mildred_489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487541891610329618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCeqRrOCQhI/AAAAAAAACdE/yI6Bb9Uei-0/s320/miss_mildred_489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCepsmm6QMI/AAAAAAAACc8/GddC7RBb0Ms/s1600/June+14,+2010+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487541254717325506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCepsmm6QMI/AAAAAAAACc8/GddC7RBb0Ms/s320/June+14,+2010+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3446776027892817625?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3446776027892817625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3446776027892817625' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3446776027892817625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3446776027892817625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/mistletoe-ky-and-sunday-sign.html' title='Mistletoe, KY and Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCeqRrOCQhI/AAAAAAAACdE/yI6Bb9Uei-0/s72-c/miss_mildred_489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8760417486807331741</id><published>2010-06-22T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:37:47.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What have I been up to? Really just the usual things. I did get a week of respite care when I put my husband in the nursing home for a week just so I could have a break. I did go to Richmond, KY two days in a row. It was so nice to get out and not have to rush home, or be home by a certain time. I went to my parent's graves, visited a cousin, drove by my Dad's old place, visited my two brothers, and got to see 2 neices and 1 great neice and 2 great nephews! Richmond is quite a growing town. They now have a huge mall with stores in it that I have never heard of. I did go to Hobby Lobby and I ate at the Olive Garden. It is amazing to me how much the town has changed since when I was growing up there. Of course we lived in the country, about 16 miles from town, but that was where we went to school, some shopping, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's Baby Kitty and Scottie. Sure a big difference in their size, but they are buddies. Scottie weighs 14 pounds and he gets that little one down and holds it. Baby Kitty screams like he's really hurting her. I was concerned at first but I watched them and Scottie doesn't hurt her at all. It's all in play and they are best buddies. I love to watch them playing. Cats can be very entertaining, as all you cat lovers know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCE9qmDviuI/AAAAAAAACcs/wo9PSJRGfIA/s1600/June+14,+2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485733623094020834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCE9qmDviuI/AAAAAAAACcs/wo9PSJRGfIA/s320/June+14,+2010+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took this photo recently of some corn not far from here. It sure is pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCE9BUs8sTI/AAAAAAAACck/WrbMhblTk0w/s1600/June+22,+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732914060374322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCE9BUs8sTI/AAAAAAAACck/WrbMhblTk0w/s320/June+22,+2010+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are having a heat/humid wave right now. Yesterday and today have been way up in the 90's with the heat index above 100. Just being outside and you are sweating, doing nothing but walking around. I'm just saying. I'm not complaining. I hate to be one of those people who gripe in the winter that it's too cold and in the summer it's too hot! But we are all human and we tend to do that. In the spring and fall, though, sometimes the temps are just perfect. Some people like the cold and some like the heat. For me about 68 with low humidity is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for certain, when it's this hot I am so eternally thankful that I live in a home that has A/C, and that my car also has it. I know that many people do not have that luxury. I hope that everyone is keeping cool if you are also having this heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8760417486807331741?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8760417486807331741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8760417486807331741' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8760417486807331741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8760417486807331741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TCE9qmDviuI/AAAAAAAACcs/wo9PSJRGfIA/s72-c/June+14,+2010+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5210084731758926427</id><published>2010-06-14T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:48:20.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TBbpFudsj6I/AAAAAAAACcc/q3lejA5vhlk/s1600/May+26,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482825880951361442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TBbpFudsj6I/AAAAAAAACcc/q3lejA5vhlk/s320/May+26,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm posting this sign just for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//cliffmorrow.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; , who needs to get his last 50 acres planted! As you can see this photo was taken back May 24 and we were getting lots of rain then. Now we've been getting those  afternoon thunderstorms that pop up here and there.&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/17385214-5210084731758926427?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5210084731758926427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5210084731758926427' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5210084731758926427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5210084731758926427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-sign.html' title='Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/TBbpFudsj6I/AAAAAAAACcc/q3lejA5vhlk/s72-c/May+26,+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-602399701820413081</id><published>2010-05-26T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:16:02.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging, Hats, and Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate to say it but I have become a lazy blogger. Well, you had already figured that out by now. Not putting up a post is one thing, but not getting around to reading all my blogging friend's posts makes me feel worse. I don't know what is wrong with me these days. It's like I have the blahs. I know we all get the blahs occasionally, but it seems I've had them non-stop lately. I certainly&lt;em&gt; think&lt;/em&gt; about my blogging friends often and wish I could visit each one in person and chat awhile. That would take care of my blahs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to get out too often to do things other than the routine things; grocery, pharmacy, Dollar Store, etc. BUT, last week I went to a luncheon where we were all supposed to wear hats. This was the only hat I had and it matched my red dress. As you can see my hair is short for the summer. This is my nephew's wife with me. She is the one who makes the delicious lovely cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3KsuJOhXI/AAAAAAAACb8/IYOfosUPPAQ/s1600/May+21,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475755591602177394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3KsuJOhXI/AAAAAAAACb8/IYOfosUPPAQ/s320/May+21,+2010+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the cake she made for this occasion. It was an Italian Creme Cake and it was delicous. I normally won't eat anything with coconut in it, but I ate this! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3LZh8LhKI/AAAAAAAACcE/o6bMDzb3wE0/s1600/May+21,+2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475756361420342434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3LZh8LhKI/AAAAAAAACcE/o6bMDzb3wE0/s320/May+21,+2010+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I recently had this visitor come through the yard. It was a huge blacksnake. I went out and made a noise and he reversed directions heading away from the house. I do hope he continued in that direction and didn't turn back later! I lost sight of him/her almost immediately in the taller weeds and grass on the other side of our fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3MGADZUxI/AAAAAAAACcM/tjbVLitwAb0/s1600/May+22,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475757125417915154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3MGADZUxI/AAAAAAAACcM/tjbVLitwAb0/s320/May+22,+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I now have another cat. Actually 2 more, to make a grand total of eight cats. Yes, I did say &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One I found at the back door of the church. It was abandoned there and was meowing loudly at a non-stop pace. It is solid black and the sweetest little thing!! It is so adorable and I named her "Baby." "Baby is a real charmer!!" She's still pretty little and has big eyes and big ears. She is so cute!  I don't have a decent photo of her yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also got another cat that is a huge male that has been already neutered. His human mother is in the hospital and she had surgery. Before she went in she was worried that if she died who would care for her cat. I assured her that I would. So she boarded him, but she went to her lawyer and had him willed to me in the event she died. She didn't die from her knee replacement surgery, but she fell a few days after that surgery and broke her hip on the other leg. She called me and said that she wanted me to have him. She said that she didn't think she'd ever be able to care for him. She said she'd pay the boarding bill and for me to get him when I wanted to.  So now I have him and he is a handsome big guy, but he's real laid back. This is "Scottie." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No thank you, I don't need any more cats! I'm over my limit now! I now have Miss White Lily, Munchie, Jamie Dawn, Skittles, Scottie, Baby, Little'En, and Billy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you have anything that you are over your limit on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I'm going to get around to catching up on everyone's blogs as soon as I can!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3SvE55AqI/AAAAAAAACcU/Ux1mItnrt-s/s1600/May+26,+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475764428164629154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3SvE55AqI/AAAAAAAACcU/Ux1mItnrt-s/s320/May+26,+2010+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-602399701820413081?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/602399701820413081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=602399701820413081' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/602399701820413081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/602399701820413081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/blogging-hats-and-cats.html' title='Blogging, Hats, and Cats'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S_3KsuJOhXI/AAAAAAAACb8/IYOfosUPPAQ/s72-c/May+21,+2010+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6912912962575489813</id><published>2010-05-10T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:01:51.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got a new roof on this week. In this photo below they had taken the old shingles off of this side. It looks really nice now with the new shingles on and new gutters, and I'm glad it's done. Those guys that did it are the kind of workmen I like. It's a father and his 3 sons. They were highly recommended by several people. They came in and did the job and left leaving nothing for me to pick up after them. I hate hiring someone to do a job and then they leave a mess for you to clean up after they leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S-i3sXSqVqI/AAAAAAAACbs/V08QX96KBF4/s1600/May+10,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469823720235882146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S-i3sXSqVqI/AAAAAAAACbs/V08QX96KBF4/s320/May+10,+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY SIGNS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I do hope all you Mother's out there had a truly wonderful Mother's Day!!!)  Sorry my signs are late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S-i3XgeXaRI/AAAAAAAACbk/_HluHiuMCmg/s1600/May+10,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469823361923639570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S-i3XgeXaRI/AAAAAAAACbk/_HluHiuMCmg/s320/May+10,+2010+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S-i3JBVXOvI/AAAAAAAACbc/fUp2-lsKyeE/s1600/May+10,+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469823113046211314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S-i3JBVXOvI/AAAAAAAACbc/fUp2-lsKyeE/s320/May+10,+2010+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6912912962575489813?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6912912962575489813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6912912962575489813' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6912912962575489813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6912912962575489813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-roof.html' title='New Roof'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S-i3sXSqVqI/AAAAAAAACbs/V08QX96KBF4/s72-c/May+10,+2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1764530155032225196</id><published>2010-05-02T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:55:11.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The word here is rain again, like it was in my last post. There is flooding all over most of KY and plus some other states. There have also been rockslides along with the flooding. Other than going to church today and a quick stop at the grocery, I have been home. That's the best place to be on days like today. Watching the news though, some folks are blocked off from their homes and can't get in or can't get out. This photo below was sent to me by my cousin that lives in Frankfort, KY. This is Elkhorn Creek. I see that goose/duck has gotten off to the side. Probably too much rain for even a duck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S939oXg3cOI/AAAAAAAACbE/-Q8C8VGOVPQ/s1600/Elkhorn+Creek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466804392646111458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S939oXg3cOI/AAAAAAAACbE/-Q8C8VGOVPQ/s320/Elkhorn+Creek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Sign, thanks to &lt;a href="http://homespunheadlines.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ralph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S94BMPkm6JI/AAAAAAAACbU/n8miR94xTNE/s1600/chsign2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466808307524495506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S94BMPkm6JI/AAAAAAAACbU/n8miR94xTNE/s320/chsign2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S94AoGKBE3I/AAAAAAAACbM/DxLB-3nB4f0/s1600/chsign5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I posted this sign and no one knew where it was from. I figured you smart bloggers would know it right off. This was taken at a Baskins &amp;amp; Robbins ice cream store! There you can always get a "scoop!" They have a flavor called "the icing on the cake," and I can tell you that it is delicious and does indeed taste like icing on a cake! So it's time to "rescooperate!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S938whEwmVI/AAAAAAAACa8/OlIDgfsBtdU/s1600/April+25,+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466803433139902802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S938whEwmVI/AAAAAAAACa8/OlIDgfsBtdU/s320/April+25,+2010+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1764530155032225196?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1764530155032225196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1764530155032225196' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1764530155032225196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1764530155032225196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-sign.html' title='Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S939oXg3cOI/AAAAAAAACbE/-Q8C8VGOVPQ/s72-c/Elkhorn+Creek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1511699386361135625</id><published>2010-04-27T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:01:57.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Left the Cake Out in the Rain...I don't think that I can take it cause it took so long to bake it and I'll never have that recipe again.......</title><content type='html'>What does the title have to do with my post? Nothing...except the rain, and that song came to mind, so there you have it.  With any luck you'll be humming this song for the rest of the day, if it's one you recall that is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had plenty of rain lately. We also got some storms, but thankfully nothing real bad. The tornado sirens did go off on Saturday night but the storm was mostly lightening and heavy rain. I got a new rain gauge and it has been put to good use!&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see the storm clouds moving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S9eTtceUudI/AAAAAAAACas/xaNqY2EIEP0/s1600/April+25,+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464999081784162770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S9eTtceUudI/AAAAAAAACas/xaNqY2EIEP0/s320/April+25,+2010+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you figure out where this sign was taken, or what they sell I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S9eUr_V91FI/AAAAAAAACa0/Dg6q2TMoOgo/s1600/April+25,+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465000156296238162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S9eUr_V91FI/AAAAAAAACa0/Dg6q2TMoOgo/s320/April+25,+2010+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the eye doctor last week. She said I still have blisters in both eyes and she gave me some stronger drops to use. They do feel better, so I hope this week they'll be all clear when I go back again. Maybe all this rain washed some of the pollen away and the allergies won't be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, I don't have anything exciting to talk about. It makes it hard to blog when I am at a loss for "blog fodder."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1511699386361135625?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1511699386361135625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1511699386361135625' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1511699386361135625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1511699386361135625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/04/someone-left-cake-out-in-raini-dont.html' title='Someone Left the Cake Out in the Rain...I don&apos;t think that I can take it cause it took so long to bake it and I&apos;ll never have that recipe again.......'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S9eTtceUudI/AAAAAAAACas/xaNqY2EIEP0/s72-c/April+25,+2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6196108553724523190</id><published>2010-03-28T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T16:12:29.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><content type='html'>Whoa! It's been 2 weeks since I posted.  Great Jumping Jehosaphat, but I am late! Well, better late than not at all......right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing for 2 weeks? Nothing out of the ordinary I guess. I have had more allergy problems this year than in a long, long time, and those make me feel......oh...what is the word.....lethargic....maybe.? I went to the doctor and got a shot in the behind, got some medication, and then I went to the eye doctor thinking I had an eye infection, and got drops for my eye and an ointment to put in my eye at night. She said I didn't have an infection but I had blisters under my eyelids that were consistent with allergies. Geesh! The allergies were worse than I thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yard mowing has started and I've mowed 3 times so far. Everything looks so pretty blooming and greening up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to a tea party. That was very enjoyable! There were several teas to choose from and some lovely teacups and saucers for drinking out of. Then there was quite an array of goodies to go with the tea. Yep, I definitely loved the tea party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these pinecones pretty? I love pinecones and there are so many shapes, sizes, and varieties of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7A1vv_GLgI/AAAAAAAACaM/WGkU9Q0YRd4/s1600/March+28,+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453918243196907010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7A1vv_GLgI/AAAAAAAACaM/WGkU9Q0YRd4/s320/March+28,+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7A1rKWyO8I/AAAAAAAACaE/p5efVoW5mBo/s1600/March+28,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453918164376239042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7A1rKWyO8I/AAAAAAAACaE/p5efVoW5mBo/s320/March+28,+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the color of these trees. I took this photo by one of the banks in town. I think these are flowering crabapple trees. The blooms are lovely but they won't last too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7A1YsOMwcI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xSceQcvHgro/s1600/March+28,+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453917847049519554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7A1YsOMwcI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xSceQcvHgro/s320/March+28,+2010+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my two Sunday Signs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S8uOKULxWzI/AAAAAAAACak/d6ITcaATtmA/s1600/April+17,+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461615280984775474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S8uOKULxWzI/AAAAAAAACak/d6ITcaATtmA/s320/April+17,+2010+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S8uOBSKLxHI/AAAAAAAACac/f8q8v2ng3uA/s1600/April+17,+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461615125822424178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S8uOBSKLxHI/AAAAAAAACac/f8q8v2ng3uA/s320/April+17,+2010+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6196108553724523190?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6196108553724523190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6196108553724523190' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6196108553724523190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6196108553724523190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7A1vv_GLgI/AAAAAAAACaM/WGkU9Q0YRd4/s72-c/March+28,+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5103746563115485484</id><published>2010-03-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:47:40.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedy by the Roadside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A friend of mine has a grown daughter that just never learned to drive and she is somewhat handicapped, so her Mom takes her wherever she needs to go. She goes occasionally to SE KY to see a doctor there. Her daughter also takes her little dog, a Poodle/Maltese mix, with them. On this particular trip they had car trouble before they got to the doctor's office. They got out of the car and her daughter was on her cell phone calling 911 to see about getting help. Her mother had sat down on a rock by the road and was holding the dog in her lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, this is in SE KY where there are plenty of coal trucks. A coal truck came over the hill and it backfired about the time it passed by them. If you have ever heard a backfire from a vehicle it sounds just like a shotgun blast. When this happened it scared them both, and her daughter screamed into the phone and her mother screamed too. The screaming and the backfiring scared the little dog and it peed in her lap. Meanwhile the 911 dispatcher on the other end of the phone heard the blast and the screaming and was shouting, "What's going on? Are you okay?? What's happening?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally they got a wrecker to come out and tow them in. He towed them to the doctor's office first and looked at the car there. She said that the whole drive in with him they had to hear all about his problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, the car got fixed (or so they thought) and they left there and headed home. In London, KY the car died again. They called someone to come get them and he drives a small pickup. So my friend had to ride in the middle over a console thing for 30+ miles and it wasn't very comfortable at all. They had the car towed back here to a garage. My friend was not pleased with the trip and couldn't find any humor in it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, as she was telling it to me I thought it was totally funny, especially with the backfiring and the dog peeing on her lap and how the 911 person reacted too! It's not funny that they had car problems but the rest I thought was funny!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do hope everyone had a nice Easter Sunday and celebrated the resurrection of Jesus. I went to church and then at 2:00 in the afternoon I went to my neighbor's home where they had quite a feast going on, and I had been invited. Lots of good food and nice folks to chat with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Late Sunday Sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7oEYPoZf5I/AAAAAAAACaU/3kQgTO5KeKM/s1600/Feb.+7,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456678713072123794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7oEYPoZf5I/AAAAAAAACaU/3kQgTO5KeKM/s320/Feb.+7,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5103746563115485484?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5103746563115485484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5103746563115485484' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5103746563115485484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5103746563115485484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/comedy-by-roadside.html' title='Comedy by the Roadside'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7oEYPoZf5I/AAAAAAAACaU/3kQgTO5KeKM/s72-c/Feb.+7,+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5065214811590199181</id><published>2010-03-28T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:46:31.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I SAW STARS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last Thursday night I sat down at the table and the chair legs came loose and I hit the floor like a ton of bricks. I knew this was going to happen sooner or later. All my wooden dining chairs have weak legs. I am not good at describing this, but you all know how chairs are and the wooden parts just are glued into the other parts. Well, all the parts are loose and have come out and I have glued them and even super glued them but nothing works. I use the table for everything but eating. Well...not &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;, but any letters or cards I write, paying bills, balancing the checkbook, preparing my Sunday School lesson, etc. The table and chairs belonged to my MIL, so they have been around for many years and have had lots of use. All of the chairs are rickety in the legs and I have moved them around in order of least rickety.  The latest one I've been using was getting really bad and one day the whole leg pulled out. Well, I'd just stick it all back together and so far so good...until Thursday night. After crashing to the floor, I fell over to the left and landed in the cat/dog water bowl and spilled it plus got my top all wet. I also banged my head hard on the cabinet door. I grabbed my head to see if it had a knot and to make sure blood wasn't squirting out. No knot that I could feel and no blood. Whew! However it sure did smart. I had to clean up the water mess and then change my top. I kept rubbing my poor old noggin. It was sore a little the next morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got on the computer and sent an e-mail to my two SIL's and my cousin. I told them what happened and that I had seen stars. I also told them that if I died in the night they would know why, or if I totally went completely crazy they would also know why. One SIL e-mailed me back and said that my brother wanted to know if I had seen Elvis. I told her that was NOT the kind of stars I saw. I saw the little 5 corner kind like in the cartoons where your eyeballs are going round and round! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7AqwPCUf-I/AAAAAAAACZc/JUO9qF5v2Pc/s1600/March+28,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453906156904021986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7AqwPCUf-I/AAAAAAAACZc/JUO9qF5v2Pc/s320/March+28,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5065214811590199181?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5065214811590199181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5065214811590199181' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5065214811590199181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5065214811590199181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-saw-stars.html' title='I SAW STARS!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S7AqwPCUf-I/AAAAAAAACZc/JUO9qF5v2Pc/s72-c/March+28,+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4869146258841936634</id><published>2010-03-22T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:38:15.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Chit Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is a pretty succulent, hens and chicks. Of course this is just a hen with no chicks yet! Isn't it pretty with those different shades of colors! This is a really large one too. Then there are the daffodils that are blooming. I have some that are about ready to bloom but haven't bloomed yet. They are a different variety and larger than these. You can click on the pictures to make them larger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g7nmJJsnI/AAAAAAAACZM/TT-Eit7Ff3c/s1600-h/March+22,+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451672900371853938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g7nmJJsnI/AAAAAAAACZM/TT-Eit7Ff3c/s320/March+22,+2010+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g7LnUIWlI/AAAAAAAACZE/r19mCj9o2j8/s1600-h/March+22,+2010+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451672419650001490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g7LnUIWlI/AAAAAAAACZE/r19mCj9o2j8/s320/March+22,+2010+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't been doing much in the way of excitement. I am long overdue I think. I'm talking about nice excitement -- not any excitement of a bad kind. Only good excitement!  I was trying to think of what I could possibly blog about. I was going to show you a corn on my little toe, but decided you all probably didn't&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt; want to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now folks around here are excited about the University of KY Wildcats being in the NCAA Sweet Sixteen tournament! I sure hope they can go all the way. I don't watch the games because they are too nerve wracking for me. When they played Mississippi I had it on and right at the end there was only a few seconds left (8.2) and they were behind a couple of points. I thought there is no way they can win, so I turned it off. Later on I found out they had made a basket and tied it up, then they won in overtime!! I can watch the games but when it gets to the end and they are really close that's when it becomes nerve wracking! That's when I have to turn it off and then find out later if they won or not! My SIL calls that a "nail biting game!" But I'm rooting for them!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6hD2WoD8aI/AAAAAAAACZU/-YEnM4Par6A/s1600-h/UK.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451681949997592994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6hD2WoD8aI/AAAAAAAACZU/-YEnM4Par6A/s320/UK.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A friend gave me this dear litte teapot night light. Isn't it adorable?! I just love it!  It's perfect for Easter with those cute bunnies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g6rZQ2iZI/AAAAAAAACY8/NaFVc7OZhYM/s1600-h/March+22,+2010+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451671866122340754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g6rZQ2iZI/AAAAAAAACY8/NaFVc7OZhYM/s320/March+22,+2010+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's my late church sign for this week. I'm sorry it's blurry and hard on the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g6Ae9lWeI/AAAAAAAACY0/IJYVFNQnW20/s1600-h/March+22,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451671128917760482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g6Ae9lWeI/AAAAAAAACY0/IJYVFNQnW20/s320/March+22,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4869146258841936634?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4869146258841936634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4869146258841936634' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4869146258841936634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4869146258841936634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-chit-chat.html' title='Monday Chit Chat'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S6g7nmJJsnI/AAAAAAAACZM/TT-Eit7Ff3c/s72-c/March+22,+2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-2328695737408818092</id><published>2010-03-13T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:08:40.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Sign Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought I better post this church sign today since the time changes tonight. Everyone be sure and "sping" ahead!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5wZ5RuVteI/AAAAAAAACYs/vjlfiB3Q8ag/s1600-h/March+12,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448258121012458978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5wZ5RuVteI/AAAAAAAACYs/vjlfiB3Q8ag/s320/March+12,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5wZldEf_8I/AAAAAAAACYk/XyfT_Gd-7Y8/s1600-h/March+12,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-2328695737408818092?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2328695737408818092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=2328695737408818092' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2328695737408818092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2328695737408818092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/church-sign-early.html' title='Church Sign Early'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5wZ5RuVteI/AAAAAAAACYs/vjlfiB3Q8ag/s72-c/March+12,+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3523741112516585189</id><published>2010-03-12T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:50:03.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that Start With C's</title><content type='html'>Today was rainy and we even had thunderstorms. Certainly a good sign of spring around here. Things are getting greener and budding out! Bring it on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was rainy and thunderstorming I thought I'd make some cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5rtT8QdQlI/AAAAAAAACYc/-GzmMrfb8uQ/s1600-h/March+12,+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447927626106487378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5rtT8QdQlI/AAAAAAAACYc/-GzmMrfb8uQ/s320/March+12,+2010+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5rs-1v6-QI/AAAAAAAACYU/e6NuL0ghR3c/s1600-h/March+12,+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447927263582157058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5rs-1v6-QI/AAAAAAAACYU/e6NuL0ghR3c/s320/March+12,+2010+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest cat added to our family. It came from the farm where I feed the cats every day. I tried to pet the kittens and over time I managed to pet them some while they were eating. Then something happened to the other yellow one, her sibling. It just wasn't there one day. I kept trying to pet this one and the more I petted it the more it liked it. I always talked in baby talk, like I do with animals, and I called it "Little One," because it will always be small for a cat. It's mother is very small too. One day I was down there and it was limping. I decided then to bring it home with me. It allowed me to hold it on my lap as I drove home with it. No problems whatsoever. She has been to the vet for shots, etc. She spends most of her time laying in front of the fridge where the warm air blows out from underneath it. Her name is "Little One." We now have 6 cats. Ain't she cute? She's very sweet too!! When she meows she wrinkles that little nose up and it's so adorable!! I guess you have to be a cat person to think that's a cute thing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5rqklsEk5I/AAAAAAAACYM/bjLgxgQN-RY/s1600-h/March+10,+2010+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447924613571187602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5rqklsEk5I/AAAAAAAACYM/bjLgxgQN-RY/s320/March+10,+2010+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3523741112516585189?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3523741112516585189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3523741112516585189' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3523741112516585189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3523741112516585189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-that-start-with-c.html' title='Things that Start With C&apos;s'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5rtT8QdQlI/AAAAAAAACYc/-GzmMrfb8uQ/s72-c/March+12,+2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1300317616092579494</id><published>2010-03-08T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:56:55.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Late and a Dollar Short.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a day late but let's overlook that. Okay? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just looking at the photos of the stars on the red carpet at the Oscar's. They have the list of the best and the worst dressed. I don't know who makes those decisions but I certainly don't agree with what they come up with. I guess we all have our own opinions and tastes though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring has finally come to our neck of the woods and it's been so enjoyable! I got my Mandevilla plant out of the basement and I've been bringing it out during the day for some sunshine and warmth. It is already sprouting new growth even being in the basement! I'm so glad someone told me I could put it in the basement and keep it over the winter. They are such a beautiful plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5U37lmM-UI/AAAAAAAACYE/HwGwvwfbx88/s1600-h/mandevilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446320821218638146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5U37lmM-UI/AAAAAAAACYE/HwGwvwfbx88/s320/mandevilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took this photo of Billy's feet while he was sleeping. Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5U2FLoIzYI/AAAAAAAACX8/UCoN0354FsA/s1600-h/March+10,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446318787022867842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5U2FLoIzYI/AAAAAAAACX8/UCoN0354FsA/s320/March+10,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've had a fairly busy week, for me anyway.  My friend that had been in the hospital passed away and I went to her funeral. She would have been 85 this month.  Her funeral was very beautiful and she would have been proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also went bowling again.  Can't say that I'm getting any better at it, but it's fun and that's what counts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also had to get a mammogram last Friday. This has always been a dreaded procedure since they mash things flat as a pancake and it's not pleasant to say the least. However, they have new machines that they call "digital" now, and even though the machine still looked like one of those vice gripping squeeze machines, it was pleasantly not painful at all. That was a nice surprise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope that all my blogging friends are doing great and that springtime has come to your neck of the woods too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5U1ypsod7I/AAAAAAAACX0/mJbuxPqAasw/s1600-h/March+10,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446318468677269426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5U1ypsod7I/AAAAAAAACX0/mJbuxPqAasw/s320/March+10,+2010+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1300317616092579494?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1300317616092579494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1300317616092579494' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1300317616092579494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1300317616092579494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-late-and-dollar-short.html' title='A Day Late and a Dollar Short.........'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S5U37lmM-UI/AAAAAAAACYE/HwGwvwfbx88/s72-c/mandevilla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7589660693130256281</id><published>2010-02-28T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:30:59.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign and Gift Photo!</title><content type='html'>These clogs are sitting by the front door and I slip them on when I go outside. One of the cats had left me a gift, as you can see, earlier this week. The mouse was in my shoe. I did not place it there. Cats are so thoughtful aren't they? NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4tB9FBHpUI/AAAAAAAACXs/CE3bym2bW1g/s1600-h/February+28,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443517092182074690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4tB9FBHpUI/AAAAAAAACXs/CE3bym2bW1g/s320/February+28,+2010+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4tBl3XB1PI/AAAAAAAACXk/L9fMifpHKyM/s1600-h/February+28,+2010+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443516693378880754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4tBl3XB1PI/AAAAAAAACXk/L9fMifpHKyM/s320/February+28,+2010+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-7589660693130256281?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7589660693130256281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7589660693130256281' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7589660693130256281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7589660693130256281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-sign-and-gift-photo.html' title='Sunday Sign and Gift Photo!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4tB9FBHpUI/AAAAAAAACXs/CE3bym2bW1g/s72-c/February+28,+2010+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5010769910150692654</id><published>2010-02-21T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:04:49.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 600th post!! Whoo-Hoo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wow, 600 posts. Who would have ever thought it? It's certianly been an adventure and I've made some new wonderful friends through blogging. I have met some of my blogging friends but I want to meet more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here below you see a picture I took yesterday of the daffodils coming up!! I pushed back the leaves and there they were!! This has always been a sign to me that spring is coming soon!! Today it was sunny and very warm here, right around 60! Sure did feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4HydJd_WnI/AAAAAAAACXc/tT-UHJJQmQ4/s1600-h/February+19,+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440896407412103794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4HydJd_WnI/AAAAAAAACXc/tT-UHJJQmQ4/s320/February+19,+2010+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope everyone has had a most wonderful weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Church Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4Hxxpkg_CI/AAAAAAAACXU/gL68-yaZqSY/s1600-h/February+19,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440895660115164194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4Hxxpkg_CI/AAAAAAAACXU/gL68-yaZqSY/s320/February+19,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5010769910150692654?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5010769910150692654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5010769910150692654' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5010769910150692654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5010769910150692654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-600th-post-whoo-hoo.html' title='My 600th post!! Whoo-Hoo!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S4HydJd_WnI/AAAAAAAACXc/tT-UHJJQmQ4/s72-c/February+19,+2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-802279450483893758</id><published>2010-02-17T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:34:03.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglect</title><content type='html'>Can you stand seeing another snow photo?  As you can see it was coming down really good when I took this picture on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zeLbHKpVI/AAAAAAAACWk/8yc1Ji2k2lM/s1600-h/February+18,+2010+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439466737794458962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zeLbHKpVI/AAAAAAAACWk/8yc1Ji2k2lM/s320/February+18,+2010+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been dreadfully neglectful in updating my blog. Do I have an excuse? No..not really. I went to the grocery store a couple of days ago and there was only about 2 cars in the parking lot, due to the weather we've been having, so the cashiers were not busy. One said that this weather made her sleepy and she wanted to hibernate. I think that pretty much sums up how it makes me feel too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went to a Valentine's party, and here I am dressed in my red sweater. Some of the people there were totally in red; red hats, red clothes, red socks, and red shoes! It was amazing to see folks with total red right down to their purses, socks, and shoes! Unfortunately I didn't get any photos of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zZtA_MIfI/AAAAAAAACWc/M366pCJZNek/s1600-h/February+18,+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439461817339093490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zZtA_MIfI/AAAAAAAACWc/M366pCJZNek/s320/February+18,+2010+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Super Bowl the church immediately posted this sign to follow up from their previous sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zZY2wXUWI/AAAAAAAACWU/8jAaMglxxAQ/s1600-h/February+18,+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439461470995173730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zZY2wXUWI/AAAAAAAACWU/8jAaMglxxAQ/s320/February+18,+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday night I also went out to a dinner theatre. It was so much fun and I'm so glad I went. It was "And So They Had None," a play by Robert Alan Ward. It was lighthearted comedy about who ate the Boston Cream Pie they planned to have for dessert! A whodunit of another kind! I went alone but sat with some really nice folks and I had a table right near the stage, which made it even better. The meal was great, and for dessert we had....yep you guessed it...Boston Cream Pie!! I love plays and was so glad I got to go to see this one. It was at one of the local Christian schools. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone had a very nice Valentine's Day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-802279450483893758?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/802279450483893758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=802279450483893758' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/802279450483893758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/802279450483893758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/neglect.html' title='Neglect'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zeLbHKpVI/AAAAAAAACWk/8yc1Ji2k2lM/s72-c/February+18,+2010+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8909553149960944270</id><published>2010-02-07T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:30:17.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sunday Chatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my previous post I mentioned the British sitcom "Keeping up Appearances." The lady's name is Hyacinth Bucket (she prefers it pronounced 'Bouquet'). I also mentioned girls/women being named after flowers. I didn't think about it when I posted that post, but her sisters names on the show are Rose, Daisy, and Violet, so they do all have flower names! Anyway, that was just on my mind! Really, I like all those names!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I had to have my laptop worked on.  I had just had it worked on week before last. The viruses they "devirused" came back very soon. This time he basically cleaned it up and started over. I wish I was good enough on a computer to figure these things out myself.  With so many computers I would think that would be a good line of work to get into.  I have used the same computer guy from the first time I had a computer. He built them back then and he brought it in and set it up for me.  He gives me lifetime support...well as long as he lives here or until he dies anyway! I can call him anytime (evenings and weekend are okay too) and he will walk me through a problem if he can.  Of course I'd never call him late at night or not on a Sunday, just because I'm nice like that!  :)    One time I called him on a Wednesday evening and he was at Bible study. I apologized and he said it was okay because they were getting ready to start but hadn't started just yet. Otherwise he wouldn't have answered.  Really, it's refreshing to find nice people like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A friend of mine called me Friday night to let me know she was in the hospital. She will be 85 in March.  She is a real character! I asked her why she was in the hospital. She said, "Everything just went haywire. My B/P is too high, my suger is too high, my potassium is too high, and my temperature is too high."  I went to see her yesterday. They have been running a bunch of tests to try and figure out what's going on. She can't wait to get back home again. I sure don't blame her for that.  There is no place like home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I first saw this sign I wondered what big game it was referring to.  Then later I was in a restaurant and overheard someone say, "Oh I just like to watch the beginning of it." The other person said, "I only watch it to see the commercials."  Then I wondered if it could possibly be Super Bowl time. As you can probably tell I am not into sports, but with the hint of the commercials I knew enough to know it might be the Super Bowl!  Seems I was right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2-JNm-fHyI/AAAAAAAACWM/H_Qe4kp42lg/s1600-h/Feb.+7,+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435714142153416482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2-JNm-fHyI/AAAAAAAACWM/H_Qe4kp42lg/s320/Feb.+7,+2010+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8909553149960944270?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8909553149960944270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8909553149960944270' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8909553149960944270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8909553149960944270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-sunday-chatter.html' title='My Sunday Chatter'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2-JNm-fHyI/AAAAAAAACWM/H_Qe4kp42lg/s72-c/Feb.+7,+2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3959719726819336607</id><published>2010-02-05T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:37:20.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowmen, Rain, and Other Things</title><content type='html'>This is what's left of my snowman! Pitiful isn't it? Just about all gone away. We have been getting oodles of rain today and it continues. I would say it's raining cats and dogs but I haven't seen any of those falling from the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2yAYP7F8iI/AAAAAAAACV8/F4s-O85QZS0/s1600-h/Feb.+5,+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434860004408947234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2yAYP7F8iI/AAAAAAAACV8/F4s-O85QZS0/s320/Feb.+5,+2010+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo at my nephew's house. I think this one is lasting longer since they put clothes on it.  He is leaning a bit though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2yA0vR8GYI/AAAAAAAACWE/ziyQUc2H324/s1600-h/Feb.+5,+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434860493862607234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2yA0vR8GYI/AAAAAAAACWE/ziyQUc2H324/s320/Feb.+5,+2010+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hyacinth from the British sitcom "Keeping Up Appearances." I always loved to watch this show and I think I've seen all of them. Unfortunately it wasn't on that many years. Now if you have watched this show you know that their last name is "Bucket," but she likes it pronounced "Bouquet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2x-Qhw1neI/AAAAAAAACV0/1qQRyAs-DfE/s1600-h/Hyacinth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434857672735563234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2x-Qhw1neI/AAAAAAAACV0/1qQRyAs-DfE/s320/Hyacinth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like the name Hyacinth. Can you imagine having children and naming them all after flowers? "Oh, dinner's ready! Get washed up Hyacinth, Chrysanthemum, Marigold, and Daffodil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell your brother Prickly Pear to get a move on!" It's harder to find a name for a boy with flowers in mind. Can you think of any good ones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3959719726819336607?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3959719726819336607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3959719726819336607' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3959719726819336607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3959719726819336607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowmen-rain-and-other-things.html' title='Snowmen, Rain, and Other Things'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2yAYP7F8iI/AAAAAAAACV8/F4s-O85QZS0/s72-c/Feb.+5,+2010+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-7171702350328228265</id><published>2010-01-31T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:04:13.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign and Snow Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We got snow! We got about 6 inches or so and it is so pretty, but melting fast today and it won't last long, as tomorrow is going to be warmer. In this first picture you can see they have done a good job getting the road scraped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2Zc-QHKvMI/AAAAAAAACVc/VBmhAcG087k/s1600-h/January+31,+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433132225015758018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2Zc-QHKvMI/AAAAAAAACVc/VBmhAcG087k/s320/January+31,+2010+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When the snow scraper comes along it tosses all the snow across your driveway and you have that big pile of snow, so I went out with my snow shovel and got rid of ours. I also cleaned around the mailbox, which is just out of sight in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZdODFLbRI/AAAAAAAACVk/QNvsChrPgIo/s1600-h/January+31,+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433132496395660562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZdODFLbRI/AAAAAAAACVk/QNvsChrPgIo/s320/January+31,+2010+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today I ventured out and our road was still slick in places. The main roads are clear. It was quite amazing to see all this snow piled up in this parking lot. I know for you folks who are used to big snows, this snow seems very small. However, we don't usually get that much snow here in the southern part of KY and it's been several years since we've had one this deep. Northern KY and the eastern part of KY usually get more snow than we do here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZeflDwwqI/AAAAAAAACVs/KXi5wjGZVPE/s1600-h/January+31,+2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433133897085928098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZeflDwwqI/AAAAAAAACVs/KXi5wjGZVPE/s320/January+31,+2010+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I did make a snowman today, but he was melting fast. I knocked his head off and then put another body layer on and then a new head. He was leaning forward quite a bit and I thought he looked like he was going to fall. Next thing I know he did fall;   flat on his face...and that was the end of him....until he melts away anyhow! I'll see how the snow packs tomorrow. I might make another one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful week. I hope to get around and catch up with everyone ASAP! My computer was in the shop this week to be 'devirsused'. I don't think that's a word!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZckL75iOI/AAAAAAAACVU/Dl6xXA3M5w8/s1600-h/January+31,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433131777218152674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZckL75iOI/AAAAAAAACVU/Dl6xXA3M5w8/s320/January+31,+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; SIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZbOXm8HzI/AAAAAAAACVM/-ki3CtQdvag/s1600-h/December+pictures+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2ZaQ3vvF1I/AAAAAAAACU8/ql6T82EgnXc/s1600-h/October+11,+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-7171702350328228265?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7171702350328228265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=7171702350328228265' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7171702350328228265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/7171702350328228265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-sign-and-snow-photos.html' title='Sunday Sign and Snow Photos'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S2Zc-QHKvMI/AAAAAAAACVc/VBmhAcG087k/s72-c/January+31,+2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8274892494296082797</id><published>2010-01-24T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:47:45.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have had a deluge of rain overnight and today. I'm not sure how much we got but it's been a lot. Here is a photo I took today. You can see the water here is level with the road almost. This was taken on a road a couple of miles from where we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S10KENnadoI/AAAAAAAACU0/c8eqbh-1BNk/s1600-h/January++24,+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430507793169413762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S10KENnadoI/AAAAAAAACU0/c8eqbh-1BNk/s320/January++24,+2010+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid I loved to go horseback riding after it rained. It was so much fun to go splashing through the fields, and even more fun to find a small creek and have the horse jump it. It seemed like the horse was always frisky and feeling good after a rain too, and enjoyed the splashing. That part might have just been my imagination though! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;************************************************&lt;br /&gt;One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm a mother was tucking her small boy into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked with a tremor in his voice, "Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?" The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't dear," she said. "I have to sleep in Daddy's room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice:&lt;br /&gt;"The big sissy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S10Ji96c-4I/AAAAAAAACUs/T7gzZKR3u6c/s1600-h/Jan.+17,+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430507222018620290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S10Ji96c-4I/AAAAAAAACUs/T7gzZKR3u6c/s320/Jan.+17,+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8274892494296082797?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8274892494296082797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8274892494296082797' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8274892494296082797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8274892494296082797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainy-sunday.html' title='Rainy Sunday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S10KENnadoI/AAAAAAAACU0/c8eqbh-1BNk/s72-c/January++24,+2010+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6789922656887201927</id><published>2010-01-17T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:48:18.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like both signs today. With the recent earthquake in Hiati it just goes to show that eternity is just one heartbeat away, and how suddenly it can all end. My heart goes out to those people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday Signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S1PXSwhXJKI/AAAAAAAACUk/_FTUDFErVTc/s1600-h/Jan.+17,+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427918693174027426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S1PXSwhXJKI/AAAAAAAACUk/_FTUDFErVTc/s320/Jan.+17,+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to smile when I saw this sign since they just followed up after their sign last week of the "Sign Frozen.... BRRR."   This church seems to always have good signs and I get most of mine from it. One of these days I want to stop in and meet the person that does their signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone has had a most wonderful weekend! It has warmed up and I sure have enjoyed that this past week. Lots better than that below freezing weather, in my opinion that is! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S1PW5_rgdHI/AAAAAAAACUc/IAYP-5T40AQ/s1600-h/Jan.+17,+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427918267746382962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S1PW5_rgdHI/AAAAAAAACUc/IAYP-5T40AQ/s320/Jan.+17,+2010+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6789922656887201927?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6789922656887201927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6789922656887201927' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6789922656887201927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6789922656887201927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-signs.html' title='Sunday Signs'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S1PXSwhXJKI/AAAAAAAACUk/_FTUDFErVTc/s72-c/Jan.+17,+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8569404079307052252</id><published>2010-01-10T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:39:51.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY</title><content type='html'>We still haven't been above freezing but tomorrow is supposed to be 33. Then Thursday, unless it changes between now and then, it's supposed to be 50. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heat wave!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; That will sure feel good to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the water down below us. Unusual to see it with that much ice on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0pjHURcXWI/AAAAAAAACUM/q3zSFB0Sh9w/s1600-h/January++10,+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425257678473289058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0pjHURcXWI/AAAAAAAACUM/q3zSFB0Sh9w/s320/January++10,+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets this cold there has to be some snuggling going on. This is Jamie Dawn (black cat) and Skittles sharing a bed. They have separate beds but they are smart to stick together when it's necessary! When they are in the same bed like this I'll put both 'Snuggle-Safe' warmers under them, but normally I just put one in each bed. I put their beds under chairs on the porch and then a covering of old quilts and throws goes over the whole thing and there is a thick rug on the floor, so they are pretty cozy in there. I had to lift the quilts to get this photo and they both shut their eyes. As you can tell, Skittles is a pretty big cat, much bigger than Jamie Dawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0plEJCUYeI/AAAAAAAACUU/HbCzoyQLOpw/s1600-h/January++10,+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425259822940709346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0plEJCUYeI/AAAAAAAACUU/HbCzoyQLOpw/s320/January++10,+2010+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0phXtefqdI/AAAAAAAACT8/kzTX2Z1woJM/s1600-h/January++10,+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425255761093568978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0phXtefqdI/AAAAAAAACT8/kzTX2Z1woJM/s320/January++10,+2010+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8569404079307052252?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8569404079307052252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8569404079307052252' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8569404079307052252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8569404079307052252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday.html' title='SUNDAY'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0pjHURcXWI/AAAAAAAACUM/q3zSFB0Sh9w/s72-c/January++10,+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6813167723250241327</id><published>2010-01-04T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:48:05.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLOSE THE FREEZER DOOR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, whoever has the freezer door open, would you please close it?? It's doggone cold. Us folks in this neck of the woods aren't used to it being this chilly at this particular time of the year. It's not supposed to get above freezing until next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What happened to global warming??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, I know that most people are feeling this cold weather and I have no need to complain. I'm not really complaining, I'm just telling about our cold weather! The good thing is that when it goes above freezing it'll feel like a heat wave to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When watching the weather channel they always seem to mention International Falls, MN as being the coldest spot. I wouldn't mind visiting there, but not during the winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning we had a covering of light snow and it flurried most of the morning, but the snow doesn't stick around. I have been spending some time laying on the sofa enjoying watching the snow flurries outside and trying to find something to watch on TV. With 76 channels you would think it'd be easy....but it just isn't so. Some people might find it easy to find things to watch, but that's not the case with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe it's those alien spaceships making it colder?? Haha! This cloud sure reminded me of one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0KyeXmsDFI/AAAAAAAACTk/_EQKXeGxNeg/s1600-h/January+4,+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423093136109603922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0KyeXmsDFI/AAAAAAAACTk/_EQKXeGxNeg/s320/January+4,+2010+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I took my car to be checked to make sure that it had enough antifreeze in it. I don't recall when it was last checked. They told me it needed the radiator flushed out. They didn't do that there so I took it to Valvoline and had it done. He said I am good now to -34 degrees. If it were to get that cold here then we'd all be in trouble! Everything would be froze up around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone is having a good year so far and keeping warm! I think Munchie has the right idea! She stays inside more than usual. She went out today and in about 10 minutes I looked out and she had a mouse caught and was playing with it on the driveway. Don't know where she caught it at, but she is  a good mouser.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0K03Nler9I/AAAAAAAACTs/ZojEbWaokQc/s1600-h/January+4,+2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423095761940164562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0K03Nler9I/AAAAAAAACTs/ZojEbWaokQc/s320/January+4,+2010+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6813167723250241327?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6813167723250241327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6813167723250241327' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6813167723250241327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6813167723250241327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/close-freezer-door.html' title='CLOSE THE FREEZER DOOR!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S0KyeXmsDFI/AAAAAAAACTk/_EQKXeGxNeg/s72-c/January+4,+2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-936872268545375944</id><published>2009-12-31T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:05:29.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish everyone all things wonderful in the new year; much love,  joy, happiness, peace, good health, and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sz2CASBf5cI/AAAAAAAACTc/2hsoq9n93aE/s1600-h/happy-newyear-pinkblue.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421632467773679042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sz2CASBf5cI/AAAAAAAACTc/2hsoq9n93aE/s320/happy-newyear-pinkblue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sz2B3gn8GnI/AAAAAAAACTU/iRqz-ps2Fzg/s1600-h/clear.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421632317074184818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sz2B3gn8GnI/AAAAAAAACTU/iRqz-ps2Fzg/s320/clear.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-936872268545375944?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/936872268545375944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8832179835061176777' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8832179835061176777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8832179835061176777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-signs.html' title='Sunday Signs'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SzglkXv-DJI/AAAAAAAACTM/r4wrsjgd5F4/s72-c/October+11,+2009+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5748472102380004109</id><published>2009-12-24T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:33:50.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I hope everyone has a very wonderful and blessed Christmas, and let us not forget the reason for the season. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all my blogging friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SzQShhzmh0I/AAAAAAAACS0/a6FPL9F3Rmc/s1600-h/christmas140.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May Joy Be Your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gift at Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and may&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith, Hope, and Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;be Your Treasure in the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5748472102380004109?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5748472102380004109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5748472102380004109' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5748472102380004109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5748472102380004109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4343398979371668357</id><published>2009-12-20T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:25:43.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Christmas Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's two great Sunday Signs for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sy7qWUwpYgI/AAAAAAAACSs/VRgtj-sHXZ0/s1600-h/December+pictures+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417525071024054786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sy7qWUwpYgI/AAAAAAAACSs/VRgtj-sHXZ0/s320/December+pictures+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sy7putcaUlI/AAAAAAAACSk/MctUeAuPpdA/s1600-h/heart+church+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417524390455300690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sy7putcaUlI/AAAAAAAACSk/MctUeAuPpdA/s320/heart+church+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4343398979371668357?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4343398979371668357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4343398979371668357' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4343398979371668357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4343398979371668357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-christmas-signs.html' title='Sunday Christmas Signs'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sy7qWUwpYgI/AAAAAAAACSs/VRgtj-sHXZ0/s72-c/December+pictures+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3241921390874424033</id><published>2009-12-15T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:15:21.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip Sliding Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;On Sunday after I went to church I wanted to go on the Christmas home tours they were having.  Every year around Christmas time one of the women's clubs have the home tour and the amount charged goes to a good cause. I love looking at houses and seeing how others decorate, etc. There is an elderly man that writes for the paper here and he calls the upper class, the "upper crust." Naturally, all the homes on the tour are nice homes.  Actually one is for sale and it is listed for over $600,000, so that gives you an idea.  I like going to homes and seeing how the "upper crust" lives!  The things I love are big kitchens, walk in closets, and those big bathrooms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;At any rate, I had changed from my skirt I had on after church and put on a pair of pants over my pantyhose, and then wore the same top I had worn to church.  I went to the bathroom before I left here. The first home they had punch and lots of cookies, candy, etc., so I sat and partook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Later I headed down the road to see some other homes and I guess the punch had taken its toll, so I had to stop at a  gas station and use the bathroom (thankfully, it was surprisingly clean!).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;After I finished going thru the homes I went over to my nephew's for a visit.  (I had someone staying with my husband while I was out).  When I got there my nephew's wife and her neighbor were making candies and cookies of all sorts. I sat down and sampled some of the things they were making and drank lots of water.  Then I went to the bathroom there.  It was during that time that I made a discovery. All evening I had had my half slip still on. I guess it was up around my waist, but I had never noticed it until that moment! I took it off and went in there and told them what I had done!! They thought it was hysterically funny!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess I should stay home since I can't even seem to dress myself properly anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3241921390874424033?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3241921390874424033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3241921390874424033' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3241921390874424033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3241921390874424033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/slip-sliding-away.html' title='Slip Sliding Away'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3355228972204484402</id><published>2009-12-12T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T20:58:09.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumpy Drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been down in the dumps somewhat this week. A friend of mine who has pancreatic cancer is being made comfortable now by Hospice, and her time will probably be very short. She is such a dear lady and I really hate that this happened to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there was a doctor that was shot and killed in Eastern KY this week and he is distant kin to me. He was 57. He was working in a rural clinic and he wouldn't give this man any pain pills unless the man took a drug test, the man refused, got angry, went to his car, got a gun, came back in and shot him. This was so sad. He was a good doctor and well liked. Drugs are such an awful problem these days. I guess it's everywhere. I know they are terrible around here. The pain pill seeking man that shot him had a long history of run ins with the law, and he had been to other clinics that day trying to get pain pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that happened this week on that very windy day, a 17 year old was killed in town by a falling tree. She was pregnant and the baby also died. The tree was huge and she and her cousin were walking under it when it fell.  Her cousin escaped with some minor injuries. I didn't know her but I've heard that her mother was really taking it hard, as of course she would. Just another sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been feeling better today. I hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend! Christmas is right around the corner! Can you believe it? It's hard for me to believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY SIGN (not the best quality-- sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SyRs72p5WpI/AAAAAAAACSc/3Pq_F49nVAQ/s1600-h/nov.+29+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414572427545500306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SyRs72p5WpI/AAAAAAAACSc/3Pq_F49nVAQ/s320/nov.+29+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3355228972204484402?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3355228972204484402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3355228972204484402' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3355228972204484402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3355228972204484402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/dumpy-drugs.html' title='Dumpy Drugs'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SyRs72p5WpI/AAAAAAAACSc/3Pq_F49nVAQ/s72-c/nov.+29+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4299286115364733288</id><published>2009-12-09T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:57:26.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If it's not nailed down today then chances are it's flying through the air with the greatest of ease......like that daring young  man on the flying trapeze.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's one of those days when the wind is howling and everything is blowing off my front porch..that isn't weighted down good I mean. All the leaves from the neighbor's yards are rushing over into our yard to join the other leaves. It's like they are all having a party and flying in fast! Today it's 51 and tomorrow is going to be 33.  I know some parts of the US have gotten big snow storms, so we are fortunate not to get all that snow. We got it in the liquid form of rain yesterday and overnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does anyone watch Jerry Springer? Yesterday I was surfing through the channels and his show was on. I have  never watched that show all the way through, but I have found it a few times while looking for something to watch. It amazes me that after all these years it's still on. The people on there are always fighting and every other word has to be bleeped out. The audience just yells "Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!" and drives me nuts. The crowd seems to enjoy the fighting, but I don't like seeing people fighting and arguing.  I guess it's just the difference in  what some people think is entertaining.  To me it's not entertaining and between the yelling, the bleeping out, the commercials, and the Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! stuff, what is there left? Certainly not enough worth watching, in my opinion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4299286115364733288?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4299286115364733288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4299286115364733288' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4299286115364733288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4299286115364733288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/windy.html' title='Windy!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-397510106000185705</id><published>2009-11-29T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:11:43.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread of Life and Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago I went to the Bread of Life Cafe near Liberty, KY and ate lunch there.  It was my first visit to this particular restaurant. They have a gift shop and once I had browsed around in the gift shop I walked through the doors into the dining room and there sat this man in the chair and I thought it was a real person, since he looks pretty real at a glance.  I was getting ready to speak to him when I realized he was just a dummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I had to smile at the sign they had pinned to his shirt, which you can read in the second picture below! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SxNe7LfGyrI/AAAAAAAACSE/TOVfcsHcRHE/s1600/new+kitten+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409771948190649010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SxNe7LfGyrI/AAAAAAAACSE/TOVfcsHcRHE/s320/new+kitten+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SxNek_FEJsI/AAAAAAAACR8/jVzKtUO0f_Y/s1600/new+kitten+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409771566903076546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SxNek_FEJsI/AAAAAAAACR8/jVzKtUO0f_Y/s320/new+kitten+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving with plenty of family, friends, and good food, and that you remembered to count your many blessings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a very nice Thanksgiving. I went to my nephew's where there was plenty of good food to be eaten, and three sweet families to share it with. I feel like I did my fair share and then some. I also brought some leftovers home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SxNdKUjLOkI/AAAAAAAACR0/_2s60WQH3sY/s1600/nov.+29+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409770009298418242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SxNdKUjLOkI/AAAAAAAACR0/_2s60WQH3sY/s320/nov.+29+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-397510106000185705?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/397510106000185705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=397510106000185705' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/397510106000185705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/397510106000185705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/bread-of-life-and-sunday-sign.html' title='Bread of Life and Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SxNe7LfGyrI/AAAAAAAACSE/TOVfcsHcRHE/s72-c/new+kitten+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5226094473278010230</id><published>2009-11-22T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:21:20.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction, Nice Surprise, and Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INTRODUCING.... Billie Jo, my new kitten I had told you about in the previous post! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Swn9mKoQwUI/AAAAAAAACRs/gACxYSscAKQ/s1600/new+kitten+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407131659765072194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Swn9mKoQwUI/AAAAAAAACRs/gACxYSscAKQ/s320/new+kitten+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Swn9WksK_0I/AAAAAAAACRk/auX7z-0cpoI/s1600/new+kitten+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407131391882886978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Swn9WksK_0I/AAAAAAAACRk/auX7z-0cpoI/s320/new+kitten+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another whole week has passed and no post until now. Golly gee whiz. How the time does get by these days. And to think that Thanksgiving is this week and then Christmas right around the corner, and then a new year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for your concern with the raccoons. I would never let them in my house! I know how damaging they can be. The guy that manages the boat club below us said that some got on someone's houseboat and you could not believe the damage they did. Can you imagine?? He said they got in through a screened window. I know they are crafty at opening things. I'd say that houseboat had to be redone totally inside after that ordeal. You think a boat parked out on the water would be safe but that's not so. Not only do human thieves break and enter but the raccoons too, if they get a chance! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got my car back this week. It came with a &lt;em&gt;real nice&lt;/em&gt; surprise. I picked it up right at closing time on Thursday. I didn't look it over or anything, just drove off. I went to a nearby Arby's and pulled into the parking lot and got out and looked it over then. It looks greats to me! One thing they did, that I didn't expect, is they cleaned the inside of my car for me once all the body work was done. That was a nice plus, but not the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I noticed a package laying in the floorboard of the passenger seat, and it had some papers laying on top of it which I had left in the car. I wondered what it was and picked it up. It had written on the side, "Found behind the driver's quarter panel." I opened it up and inside was the brand new owner's manuel, the cigarette lighter (which was missing when I bought this car), and two (never been opened) keyless entry thingies, or buttons, or whatever you call them, but you know what I mean! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought to myself that surely these could not be for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; car?? If they were, the batteries were probably dead by now (the car is a 2003), but I tried the buttons and they &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! I tell you I was so happy!! I love keyless entry and this was a feature I always wished my car had. All this time it has had it and I never knew it. Obviously the dealership I got it from did not know it either. When I got the car I noticed it was missing the lighter, and he said they could probably find me one if I wanted them to. I told him it was no big deal since I don't smoke anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who would buy a new car and not want to use the keyless entry? I can understand the lighter thing, since they might have wanted to plug in their phone there. I called the body shop back and asked where the quarter panel was. He said the package was behind the back wheel covering under the mat on the driver's side. I had never looked under the mat in my trunk since I had no reason to. I assume there is a spare tire under there but I've never looked. I never saw any lumps under the mat on the sides, so that package was well hidden. That was my&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; real nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; surprise; keyless entry!! I did the dance of joy! I was just that happy!! I get hit in the rear and something positive comes from it! Yippee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a little crooked. I had to take it from a distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone is doing wonderfully wonderful and that you have some &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; surprise's this week too!! Only&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; real nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ones!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Swn1aapvK2I/AAAAAAAACRc/qrXaBUrO9n0/s1600/October+25,2009+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122661814774626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Swn1aapvK2I/AAAAAAAACRc/qrXaBUrO9n0/s320/October+25,2009+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5226094473278010230?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5226094473278010230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5226094473278010230' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5226094473278010230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5226094473278010230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/introduction-nice-surprise-and-sunday.html' title='Introduction, Nice Surprise, and Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Swn9mKoQwUI/AAAAAAAACRs/gACxYSscAKQ/s72-c/new+kitten+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-5591087855295925863</id><published>2009-11-15T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:58:32.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today has been a beautiful day; in the 70's and sunny. Just perfect for front porch sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car is still in the body shop being repaired after I was hit in the rear. The estimate for the damage was almost $2800. Doesn't take much of a fender-bender to make it expensive these days. They expect it to be finished this Wednesday. In the meantime I'm still driving the Hyundai rental car. I like it pretty good. It's a little smaller than my Buick and it seems to be cheaper on gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new cat today. There it was today at the farm where I feed all the cats daily. This one is pretty big but not full grown. Maybe 4-5 months I'm guessing. I'll try to post a picture real soon. It's just the sweetest perfectly tame cat, with a very loud purr. It's one of those tuxedo cats, with 4 white feet, white under the neck and white whiskers!! So pretty!! I think I will name her/him Billie Jo. That way it'll fit either a male or female (I'm not sure yet if it's a male or female). The other cats are not too thrilled with it being here, but they'll get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so tame until I brought it in and it saw the dog. The it turned into a spitting clawing ball of raised fur. I got 3 claw marks on my arm. She eventully figured the dog didn't pose a threat, but she still was leary. She will get over that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night this week there was 7 raccoons outside looking for food. Those things are such pigs and they are all nice and plump. One comes up to the door and stands on his back feet as if saying,&lt;br /&gt;"What ya got tonight for me??" I call that one "Roscoe P. Coldtrain." I think he'd walk in if I'd let him/her!! Seeing 7 at one time is quite a crowd. My neighbor said the most she has seen at one time was 9 and that was a couple of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has had a great weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SwC12wWlkcI/AAAAAAAACRM/YFQuXZANfqU/s1600-h/October+11,+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404519505141797314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SwC12wWlkcI/AAAAAAAACRM/YFQuXZANfqU/s320/October+11,+2009+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-5591087855295925863?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5591087855295925863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=5591087855295925863' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5591087855295925863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/5591087855295925863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday.html' title='SUNDAY'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SwC12wWlkcI/AAAAAAAACRM/YFQuXZANfqU/s72-c/October+11,+2009+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-4052402087849655036</id><published>2009-11-11T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:27:45.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Our Veteran's!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBERING AND HONORING OUR VETERANS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvsBFk-WKeI/AAAAAAAACRE/M7wNyWFsTaw/s1600-h/veterans1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402913373297191394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvsBFk-WKeI/AAAAAAAACRE/M7wNyWFsTaw/s320/veterans1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-4052402087849655036?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4052402087849655036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=4052402087849655036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4052402087849655036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/4052402087849655036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-to-our-veterans.html' title='Thanks to Our Veteran&apos;s!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvsBFk-WKeI/AAAAAAAACRE/M7wNyWFsTaw/s72-c/veterans1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-1515407788827372215</id><published>2009-11-08T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:52:29.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumberland River and My Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>Another week has passed and what's been happening in my world you ask? Well, not too much out of the ordinary I guess. I did get rear-ended last Tuesday. I was stopped at a light, the second car back. The light for the turning lane beside me changed and the young man behind me wasn't paying attention and he thought our light had changed, so he hit the gas and plowed into me. He was driving a van and that rounded front of the van just pushed my trunk up some, so I can now get almost my whole hand under it on one side. The young man that hit me was very nice and apologetic. He is a high school student and, thankfully, had insurance. I take my car in tomorrow for repairs and will be given a rental to drive in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also felt like I was coming down with a cold and my nose was nonstop running on Wednesday. (Maybe that young man knocked the snot out of me after all). That night I took NyQuil and the next day I felt much better and my nose had dried up, but I guess I still felt the lingering effects of the NyQuil, so I slept part of the day away and it felt really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than those two things, it's been the usual around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in mid-October I went to Cumberland Falls and thought I'd share some photos with you. I think it's so beautiful down there. The river is shallow and wide and just so pretty. It was running a little higher than usual from some recent rains that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cumberland River. See those two people way down there on the rocks?&lt;br /&gt;You can click to enlarge these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdxsGFeOqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/inZv6ifuDgE/s1600-h/October+25,2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401911280415947426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdxsGFeOqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/inZv6ifuDgE/s320/October+25,2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumberland Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdxeuJ4RbI/AAAAAAAACQ0/4lR5dGVjJLA/s1600-h/October+25,2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401911050653681074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdxeuJ4RbI/AAAAAAAACQ0/4lR5dGVjJLA/s320/October+25,2009+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is looking downriver below the falls. Pretty huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdxRYdnsoI/AAAAAAAACQs/vbCr8lBUUZs/s1600-h/October+25,2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401910821492601474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdxRYdnsoI/AAAAAAAACQs/vbCr8lBUUZs/s320/October+25,2009+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of my favorite views taken from the Dupont Lodge. Wouldn't it be awesome to have a view like that from your home? Certainly would for me! I did go with a group and we had a good time. We ate at the Dupont Lodge and the food was great. You could eat off the buffet but I had the catfish dinner instead. It was delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Svduywe1ZWI/AAAAAAAACQk/nDQI-ppRRmY/s1600-h/October+25,2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401908096340944226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Svduywe1ZWI/AAAAAAAACQk/nDQI-ppRRmY/s320/October+25,2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing 'better than great,' and having a wonderful weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdukJiLrAI/AAAAAAAACQc/IwW90gRp0JI/s1600-h/October+25,2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401907845367835650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdukJiLrAI/AAAAAAAACQc/IwW90gRp0JI/s320/October+25,2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-1515407788827372215?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1515407788827372215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=1515407788827372215' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1515407788827372215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/1515407788827372215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/cumberland-river-and-my.html' title='Cumberland River and My Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SvdxsGFeOqI/AAAAAAAACQ8/inZv6ifuDgE/s72-c/October+25,2009+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-820462293739926863</id><published>2009-11-01T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:58:39.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Sunday!!!</title><content type='html'>I had a can of biscuits to explode in the fridge. First time that has ever happened to me, and I've had many out-dated cans before. I heard the "POP" in there but didn't hear any repercussions, so didn't think anymore about it.  Later when I opened the fridge there was all this cookie dough looking stuff all over the place and I'm thinking, "Where did this stuff come from??"  I picked it up and it was very crumbly and dry. Then later I got back in there and happened to glance in the door and saw the can with more dough hanging out! Then I had the "Ah-Ha!" moment! I had to laugh! It was one of those cans that have the bits of butter in it, so that's why it looked more like cookie dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard life for a mouser!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3ymsXuw_I/AAAAAAAACQM/by4QcM4Uwtc/s1600-h/Nov.+1,+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399238274846737394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3ymsXuw_I/AAAAAAAACQM/by4QcM4Uwtc/s320/Nov.+1,+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bed and I share it with these two. Always Pup, but the cat, Munchie, only sometimes. You would think with a whole side of the bed to lay on that they could give me a little more room. Pup is 12 now and one of the people that stays with my husband sometimes was out and she said that since she had last been here, a year ago, that she could tell Pup was more rickety. Ohhhh.....my little guy is getting older. I can tell it too. He's such a sweetie and I hate to think of him getting older and having ailments, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3yzDwNc6I/AAAAAAAACQU/NKwxNHGlK7E/s1600-h/Nov.+1,+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399238487281857442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3yzDwNc6I/AAAAAAAACQU/NKwxNHGlK7E/s320/Nov.+1,+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the color of fall. Pretty huh? Not pretty having to rake all those leaves!!!&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday it was glorious sitting on the porch watching all those leaves falling and blowing. It was very windy and the leaves were coming down and blowing all over the place. Then the rains came and it's gotten a bit cooler. Tonight is going down into the 30's, but not to freezing yet! You can click the picture to make it bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3x-3nsvvI/AAAAAAAACQE/WROD39hQ6QI/s1600-h/Nov.+1,+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399237590671736562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3x-3nsvvI/AAAAAAAACQE/WROD39hQ6QI/s320/Nov.+1,+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone is having a glorious weekend! I hope you all had a delightful Halloween as well. I only had one little ghoulish creature to visit me and that was my great-neice. I'm not sure what she was dressed as but Pup sure didn't like it. He growled at her anytime she was near! She had on a long black dress, black tights, and black shoes, with a black sweater, her hair sprayed black, and her face was painted some sort of a sickly green color. Well....yeah...I understand his growling at that!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3xzp-AV6I/AAAAAAAACP8/ab4kAvLRPGk/s1600-h/Nov.+1,+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399237398028638114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3xzp-AV6I/AAAAAAAACP8/ab4kAvLRPGk/s320/Nov.+1,+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-820462293739926863?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/820462293739926863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=820462293739926863' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/820462293739926863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/820462293739926863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-sunday.html' title='It&apos;s Sunday!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Su3ymsXuw_I/AAAAAAAACQM/by4QcM4Uwtc/s72-c/Nov.+1,+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-733532323459241158</id><published>2009-10-27T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:09:53.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meme</title><content type='html'>I got this meme from&lt;a href="http://http//lucysfrugalliving.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucy&lt;/a&gt; who got it from &lt;a href="http://http//granan10.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grannie Annie&lt;/a&gt;, so I thought I'd do it. You have to do this using only one word for the answers, which is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your cell phone? purse&lt;br /&gt;Your hair? Messy&lt;br /&gt;Your mother? Dead&lt;br /&gt;Your father? Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite food? potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Your dream last night? cars&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite drink? Water&lt;br /&gt;Your dream/goal? Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What room are you in? Living room&lt;br /&gt;Your hobby? several&lt;br /&gt;Your Fear?  bears&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years? Alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night? Home&lt;br /&gt;Something that you aren’t? Dishonest&lt;br /&gt;Muffins? Banana nut&lt;br /&gt;Wish list item? storage building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you grow up? Kentucky&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you did? Dishes&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing? Clothes&lt;br /&gt;Your TV? Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pets? several&lt;br /&gt;Friends? Family&lt;br /&gt;Your life? Dandy&lt;br /&gt;Your mood? Calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? parents&lt;br /&gt;Vehicle? Buick&lt;br /&gt;Bold? - Nah&lt;br /&gt;Something you’re not wearing? shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite store? Krogers&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color? Blue&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you laughed? hour&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried?   forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend? Husband&lt;br /&gt;One place that I go to over and over? bed&lt;br /&gt;One person who emails me regularly? Jessie&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place to eat? Red Lobster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-733532323459241158?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/733532323459241158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=733532323459241158' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/733532323459241158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/733532323459241158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/meme.html' title='A Meme'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-29567646546831382</id><published>2009-10-25T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:03:30.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive!!</title><content type='html'>I must apologize for not being on my computer that much lately. I sure do appreciate those who comment on my blog when I haven't been around to theirs lately! You know who you are!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling under the weather today. I was throwing up last night and felt crappy all day. I didn't go to church this morning. If I'm getting something I sure don't want to pass it on to anyone else. So I have watched a little TV and laid on the sofa snoozing this afternoon. I did go out to feed the cats I feed daily and I went to Save-a-lot and got a loaf of bread since we were totally out. I don't know if I just have a bug or what. I don't have any symptoms of "that flu," which is good! So I'm hoping this was just a 24 hour bug. I do have a great-nephew who has the H1N1 stuff and I was over at their house the day before he was diagnosed and I did hug him when I entered and when I left. I don't think you could catch it from just hugging, and he was fine then. He woke up sick the next morning. He was told to stay out of school until this Tuesday at least, and then to return if his fever is normal and he's feeling okay by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me how much the flu shot cost me. I paid $23 for mine. Some places like the pharmacies were charging $29, but if you have Medicare then it's free. I'm not old enough for Medicare and I have to pay almost $400 a month for my health insurance and that is with a $5000 deductible. Yes!! That is right! Makes me angry but what can I do? I feel like I have to have insurance but it's so darn expensive that it's hard to pay. I can see why so many are without it. If mine goes much higher I guess I'll be in that category. They must think I'm rich. WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this stuff and I wonder if some of this might make me feel better?? Haha!! If you can't read it you can click on it to enlarge it, or any of these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuTivYDc4_I/AAAAAAAACP0/9nNF2tftzIY/s1600-h/October+25,2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396687557035353074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuTivYDc4_I/AAAAAAAACP0/9nNF2tftzIY/s320/October+25,2009+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone has had a wonderful weekend!!! I'm going to catch up with everyone as soon as I can! I promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuTiZmUH75I/AAAAAAAACPs/rPT5pZvUXAw/s1600-h/October+25,2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396687182906257298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuTiZmUH75I/AAAAAAAACPs/rPT5pZvUXAw/s320/October+25,2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This photo I took today from our yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuTiLgwrcDI/AAAAAAAACPk/jPAWdCUqejk/s1600-h/October+25,2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396686940897243186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuTiLgwrcDI/AAAAAAAACPk/jPAWdCUqejk/s320/October+25,2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the prettiest trees I saw and it is near our Save-a-lot store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuThq9BsxPI/AAAAAAAACPc/QULAd_jMp4s/s1600-h/October+25,2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396686381549143282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuThq9BsxPI/AAAAAAAACPc/QULAd_jMp4s/s320/October+25,2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-29567646546831382?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/29567646546831382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=29567646546831382' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/29567646546831382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/29567646546831382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SuTivYDc4_I/AAAAAAAACP0/9nNF2tftzIY/s72-c/October+25,2009+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-2676335228053863644</id><published>2009-10-18T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:40:33.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Shot and Sunday Sign</title><content type='html'>Things have been slow around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sttf0vrv8GI/AAAAAAAACPE/xYDnKxE_HVE/s1600-h/October+18,+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394010338464100450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sttf0vrv8GI/AAAAAAAACPE/xYDnKxE_HVE/s320/October+18,+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I stood in line 40 minutes waiting to get a flu shot....in the cold! I was so glad I had a coat and gloves. Once you got inside the speed was still slow as there was papers to fill out and by the time I got through the line and got my flu shot it took 1 1/2 hours. But at least I got it, so I'm happy. They were also giving the H1N1 shot, so there was lots of kids there. I only got the regular flu shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sttf8hpyroI/AAAAAAAACPM/3r8NUO1z6ls/s1600-h/October+18,+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394010472136748674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sttf8hpyroI/AAAAAAAACPM/3r8NUO1z6ls/s320/October+18,+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sttg1NFXU9I/AAAAAAAACPU/SRABTRpYH9k/s1600-h/October+1,+2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394011445867795410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sttg1NFXU9I/AAAAAAAACPU/SRABTRpYH9k/s320/October+1,+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-2676335228053863644?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2676335228053863644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=2676335228053863644' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2676335228053863644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2676335228053863644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/flu-shot-and-sunday-sign.html' title='Flu Shot and Sunday Sign'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sttf0vrv8GI/AAAAAAAACPE/xYDnKxE_HVE/s72-c/October+18,+2009+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-2856798936588124930</id><published>2009-10-11T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:17:37.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sign and More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The family reunion didn't happen since several of my great neices and nephews have the flu, plus the weather was crappy. It rained and turned colder. So we postponed it until later this month and hopefully everyone will be well and the weather will be nicer. Friday afternoon the tornado sirens were going off and the skies were dark. The bad stuff went north of us, with the county just north of ours getting a tornado. There was wind damage in our county but here we just got some wind and then a downpour that didn't last too long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY SIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI1fTO6y_I/AAAAAAAACOk/sZrXGg1fYM0/s1600-h/October+11,+2009+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391430515770969074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI1fTO6y_I/AAAAAAAACOk/sZrXGg1fYM0/s320/October+11,+2009+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's Jamie Dawn and Skittles. They are partners in being naughty, with Jamie Dawn being the leader (she's the black one)! I wonder what these two are thinking of getting into next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI2vcWNcjI/AAAAAAAACOs/zu4n_NnUOPs/s1600-h/October+11,+2009+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391431892607005234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI2vcWNcjI/AAAAAAAACOs/zu4n_NnUOPs/s320/October+11,+2009+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is my neighbor's dog. Well...not really my neighbor since no one is living there now. However the dog remains and I take care of him. He stays in their fenced in back yard and I feed and water him. He needs a good home and he's a sweet dog and a good watchdog. If I had a place to keep him I'd take him. This is not a great photo but it's hard to get a dog to hold still, especially this dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI5OP0bU1I/AAAAAAAACO0/zpMeVHOTNRc/s1600-h/October+11,+2009+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391434620843283282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI5OP0bU1I/AAAAAAAACO0/zpMeVHOTNRc/s320/October+11,+2009+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do go over and play with him sometimes and although he doesn't do fetching or anything like that, he does like to run. I'll jump at him and he'll run all around the yard like crazy and then come running towards me. I'll jump at him again and away he goes around the yard for another burst of speed! I'm sure he gets lonely over there. The neighbor on the other side gives him a treat each morning before he goes to work.  Pup goes over to the fence and all you see is lots of tail wagging, so they are buddies.  A lady from the Humane Society told me that if no home is found for him that she will take him and foster him until a home is found! I was glad to hear that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His owners moved but didn't take him along. They had searched for a good home for him to no avail. I told them I would be glad to feed him and take care of him and they could leave him there in their yard, until they decide to sell the house. Who knows, maybe someone will come along and love the house and the dog and want both! Wouldn't that be great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He closed his eyes in this photo.  He's thinking, "Aren't I handsome???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI5_ZXr6cI/AAAAAAAACO8/47TYhmbv7Eg/s1600-h/October+11,+2009+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391435465220680130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI5_ZXr6cI/AAAAAAAACO8/47TYhmbv7Eg/s320/October+11,+2009+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-2856798936588124930?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2856798936588124930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=2856798936588124930' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2856798936588124930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/2856798936588124930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday-sign-and-more.html' title='Sunday Sign and More'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/StI1fTO6y_I/AAAAAAAACOk/sZrXGg1fYM0/s72-c/October+11,+2009+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-6715647939318663929</id><published>2009-10-07T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:22:18.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue and Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a look at the local helicopter from the hospital. I was recently at an event and they landed the helicopter so we could have a look inside. I thought it would be bigger inside, but it was pretty small, with the patient being right beside the pilot and a seat behind the pilot that would hold 3 people. The company said they do have larger ones that hold 2 patients, but this one is just for one person. Everyone kept saying how small the stretcher was for the patient. It was not very wide at all. I'm sure most people hang over the sides, even if they are a normal weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Ss0wq2zeKBI/AAAAAAAACOM/L18kPzPVOV0/s1600-h/October+1,+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390017841856391186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Ss0wq2zeKBI/AAAAAAAACOM/L18kPzPVOV0/s320/October+1,+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a joke for ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient says, "Doc, you must check my leg. Something's wrong. Just put your ear up to my thigh, you'll hear it!&lt;br /&gt;The doctor cautiously places his ear to the man's thigh only to hear, "Give me $10! I'm desperate! I need $10!"&lt;br /&gt;"I've never seen or heard anything like this before! How long has this been going on?" the doctor asked.&lt;br /&gt;"That's nothing, Doc. Put your ear to my knee.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor put his ear to the man's knee and heard it say, "Please! I really need $5! Just $5! Please! I'm desperate!"&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, I really don't know what to tell you. I've never seen anything like this." The doctor was truly dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, Doc, that's not all of it. There's more. Just put your ear down on my ankle," the man urged him.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor did as the man said and was amazed to hear his ankle plead, "Please, I just need $20! Please lend me $20, please! I am really desperate!"&lt;br /&gt;"I have no idea what to tell you," the doctor said. "There's nothing about it in any of my books," he said as he frantically searched all his medical reference books. "However... I can make a well-educated guess.&lt;br /&gt;Based on life and all my previous experiences, I can tell you with some certainty, that your leg seems to be broke in three places."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now isn't this a cute little pumpkin for Halloween?! This is Nate and was taken last Halloween. He is my great-nephew! He's running all over the place now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Ss0w0Dq_mDI/AAAAAAAACOU/Eg_aqN3JOAU/s1600-h/Nate2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390017999929317426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Ss0w0Dq_mDI/AAAAAAAACOU/Eg_aqN3JOAU/s320/Nate2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here he is at his first birthday party!! He was very excited about the cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Ss1zGVaIJfI/AAAAAAAACOc/BO2PjcJuXwk/s1600-h/Nate.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390090881695491570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Ss1zGVaIJfI/AAAAAAAACOc/BO2PjcJuXwk/s320/Nate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got a haircut today; just a trim on the top part. I'm trying to let the bottom grow out a little and cover my ears for the winter. It helps to keep my ears warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited my nephew and his family for a little while today too. I took my great-nephew (he's 12) a Dale Earnhardt (did I spell that right?)  knife. Not long ago I gave him a throwing knife. Today after he thanked me for the knife he said, "You just keep giving me dangerous weapons!" I thought that was funny!  I never give them anything like that without an okay from their parents first. I don't want to get in trouble with any Moms and Dads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we have a reunion and I'm looking forward to seeing everyone. I will be making a cake and some other food to take. Should be fun and I hope the weather is nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope all my blogging friends are having a wonderful week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-6715647939318663929?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6715647939318663929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=6715647939318663929' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6715647939318663929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/6715647939318663929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/blue-and-orange.html' title='Blue and Orange'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Ss0wq2zeKBI/AAAAAAAACOM/L18kPzPVOV0/s72-c/October+1,+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8926074008377995666</id><published>2009-10-03T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:22:07.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Two-Fer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Got my computer back tonight. The last time I had it worked on my regular computer guy was vacationing, so he had someone filling in for him. I said no one could work on my computer like my regular guy, and it seems that's true again! The other guy didn't do it right. I thought it strange that it said I was working with only limited functionality, and it said to contact Dell. My computer isn't a Dell, it's a Toshiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, now it's all back to rights again, and I'm all for that. Plus he didn't charge me since the other guy did it wrong. I'm all for that too!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked hard today, mowing our yard and the neighbor's yard. I had to do lots of weed-whacking on both yards. I had to go make a gas run part of the way through. It's only about a mile to a gas station though. I hated going in with grass all over me and looking like a wild woman, but there wasn't but a couple of folks in there, and I guess they could tell what I had been doing. I had to re-string the weed-whacker I don't know how many times. Too many!!! Arghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone stole my neighbor's beer from his garage today. I knew that was going to happen. His garage is right next to the road and with the door open when you drive by there (going east) that is the thing you see, his beer sitting there in cases. It would just take a few seconds for someone to stop, get out, put it in their vehicle and off they go. He was home but he saw nothing. Neither did I and I was home, but that was before I started mowing, so I was inside. He said he had two thirty packs and one case. So that makes 84 bottles. He had some wine sitting there but they didn't take it. He was madder than a hornet. I don't blame him but that beer sitting there was just too easy to get to. Our county is dry, so I guess that may have saved someone a trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took these church signs when I drove to Monticello the other day. I hope everyone is having a fantastic weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsgGOWlXUzI/AAAAAAAACOA/bmCTdRurphM/s1600-h/October+1,+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388563797799031602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsgGOWlXUzI/AAAAAAAACOA/bmCTdRurphM/s320/October+1,+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsgGKGgO3fI/AAAAAAAACN4/Ns8SsuknzI8/s1600-h/October+1,+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388563724763061746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsgGKGgO3fI/AAAAAAAACN4/Ns8SsuknzI8/s320/October+1,+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8926074008377995666?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8926074008377995666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8926074008377995666' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8926074008377995666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8926074008377995666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday-two-fer.html' title='Sunday Two-Fer'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsgGOWlXUzI/AAAAAAAACOA/bmCTdRurphM/s72-c/October+1,+2009+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-8524993199589356808</id><published>2009-10-01T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:59:49.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hither and Yon and Back Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I took a drive to Monticello, KY, about a 20 minute drive from here. It's a pretty drive. It was cool yesterday and cloudy. I had to put on a sweater when I was outside the car! It has been feeling more like fall, with lows in the 40's at night. Here is one field of soybeans that I drove past. I see the date on my camera is wrong, so ignore that! Trust me, I KNOW I took this photo yesterday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsT3GRqHpHI/AAAAAAAACNw/yo3qgCms7Uk/s1600-h/October+1,+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387702741433295986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsT3GRqHpHI/AAAAAAAACNw/yo3qgCms7Uk/s320/October+1,+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You can click on it to make it bigger. I love that view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the way back I stopped by a home where they sell country eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell which one is the country egg and which one I got from the grocery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsT2zggBybI/AAAAAAAACNo/mVVxrsw9Bek/s1600-h/October+1,+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387702418999986610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsT2zggBybI/AAAAAAAACNo/mVVxrsw9Bek/s320/October+1,+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Afternoon nap time for Skittles!! He barely fits in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsT2mFsJ02I/AAAAAAAACNg/xdPvbqIfm1s/s1600-h/October+1,+2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387702188464788322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsT2mFsJ02I/AAAAAAAACNg/xdPvbqIfm1s/s320/October+1,+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My computer still has issues. It says it is working with limited functionality. It ain't lying either! I can still use it, but it will log off right in the middle of things. I can't shut it down properly. I guess I better call my computer guy again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found this quote which I think applies to my computer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The only truly secure computer is one buried in concrete, with the power turned off and the network cable cut."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess that applies to all our computers!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope everyone is having a dandy week!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-8524993199589356808?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8524993199589356808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=8524993199589356808' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8524993199589356808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/8524993199589356808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/hither-and-yon-and-back-again.html' title='Hither and Yon and Back Again'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/SsT3GRqHpHI/AAAAAAAACNw/yo3qgCms7Uk/s72-c/October+1,+2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3641281841877590721</id><published>2009-09-23T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:39:07.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fast Food Nation"</title><content type='html'>I have been eating more healthy lately. This mostly all happened after two things occurred. First of all I went to a meeting where the speaker talked about pre-diabetes and she explained it better than anyone I've ever heard. She was from our local Health Dept. They do have classes and I'm thinking of taking them to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next occurrence was a book I read called "&lt;u&gt;Fast Food Nation&lt;/u&gt;," by Eric Schlosser. You can get it from your local library. Fast foods has been one of my downfalls. After reading this book I drive on past them. I don't know if I can ever eat a hamburger again unless I know where that particular cow lived and who killed it and processed the meat. Here's the part that really got to me (This book was written in 2001).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is directly from the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The cattle now packed into feedlots get little exercise and live amid pools of manure. "You shouldn't eat dirty food and dirty water," the official told me. "But we still think we can give animals dirty food and dirty water." Feedlots have become an extremely efficient mechanism for "recirculating the manure," which is unfortunate, since E. coli 0157:H7 can replicate in cattle troughs and survive in manure for up to ninety days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far from their natural habitat, the cattle in feedlots become more prone to all sorts of illnesses. And what they are being fed often contributes to the spread of disease. The rise in grain prices has encouraged the feeding of less expensive materials to cattle, especially substances with a high protein content that accelerate growth. About 75 percent of the cattle in the United States were routinely fed livestock wastes-&lt;strong&gt;the rendered remains of dead sheep and dead cattle&lt;/strong&gt;-until August of 1997. They were &lt;strong&gt;also fed millions of dead cats and dead dogs&lt;/strong&gt; every year, purchased from animal shelters. The FDA banned such practices after evidence from Great Britain suggested that they were responsible for a widespread outbreak of bovine spongiform encephalopathy (BSE), also known as "mad cow disease." Nevertheless, &lt;strong&gt;current FDA regulations allow dead pigs and dead horses to be rendered into cattle feed, along with dead poultry. The regulations not only allow cattle to be fed dead poultry, they allow poultry to be fed dead cattle&lt;/strong&gt;. Americans who spent more than six months in the United Kingdom during the 1980s are now forbidden to donate blood, in order to prevent the spread of BSE's human variant, Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease. But cattle blood is still put into the feed given to American cattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven P. Bjerklie, a former editor of the trade journal Meat &amp;amp; Poultry, is appalled by what goes into cattle feed these days. "Damn it, these cattle are ruminants," Bjerklie says. "They're designed to eat grass and, maybe, grain. I mean, they have four stomachs for a reason-to eat products that have a high cellulose content. They are not designed to eat other animals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The waste products from poultry plants, including the sawdust and old newspapers used as&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;litter, are also being fed to cattle. A study published a few years ago in Preventive Medicine notes that in Arkansas alone, about 3 million pounds of chicken manure were fed to cattle in 1994&lt;/strong&gt;. According to Dr. Neal D. Bernard, who heads the Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine, chicken manure may contain dangerous bacteria such as Salmonella and Campylobacter, parasites such as tapeworms and Giardia lamblia, antibiotic residues, arsenic, and heavy metals.&lt;br /&gt;The pathogens from infected cattle are spread not only in feedlots, but also at slaughterhouses and hamburger grinders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now isn't that all interesting stuff to know?? When we were growing up we did kill chickens and hogs, but we knew what they had been eating and how they lived. I do not want to eat any animals that have been fed other dead animals or their manure. Good grief!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find this a very interestng book from start to finish. It starts out telling how fast food got started. But it sure did some queazy numbers on my stomach!! Queazy enough that now I can drive right on past those fast food places and don't mind one bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHURCH SIGN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping everyone is having a wonderful and blessed Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;This church sign falls right in place. We got over 4 inches of rain last night and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sr7PVVfREHI/AAAAAAAACNY/LBBcqsVemQ4/s1600-h/Sept.+26,+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385970169834180722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sr7PVVfREHI/AAAAAAAACNY/LBBcqsVemQ4/s320/Sept.+26,+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3641281841877590721?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3641281841877590721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3641281841877590721' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3641281841877590721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3641281841877590721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/fast-food-nation.html' title='&quot;Fast Food Nation&quot;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Sr7PVVfREHI/AAAAAAAACNY/LBBcqsVemQ4/s72-c/Sept.+26,+2009+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17385214.post-3678549788026190902</id><published>2009-09-23T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:47:23.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got up early this morning and went to Kroger (grocery store pharmacy) for a free cholesterol screening. Of course they do your weight and your BMI (Body Mass Index), your body fat, and all that good stuff! I'm happy to report that my cholesterol was 129. Whoo-hoo!! That's great! However, my fasting glucose was 108 and they like it to be below 100. She said I needed to exercise to lower it. Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next my HDL (good cholesterol) was 37 and they like it to be higher than 50. Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She said I needed to exercise to raise it higher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Point taken. I certainly do not want diabetes, and they consider a 108 glucose to be "pre-diabetic" these days. Also my mother was diabetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Triglycerides were great, the total cholesterol was great, and the LDL (bad cholesterol) was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining hit and miss here and there, to and fro and hither and yon, but we haven't had any right here today. I got the lawn mowed and I used the push mower a lot. I was so sweaty and my hair was dripping. (I considered that exercise!) Wonder if that got those numbers moving in the right direction?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty rose is from a rose that we have growing in the yard. It sure is a pretty color and I love how this one has some rain drops on it. I don't know the name of it though. You can click on it to enlarge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Srrs4DashwI/AAAAAAAACNQ/kR70sZT_Yyk/s1e600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384876752208955138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Srrs4DashwI/AAAAAAAACNQ/kR70sZT_Yyk/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fall of the year and time for Mums again. I think Mums are so pretty. I always have a hard time deciding on what color to get, but you can't go wrong with yellow, in my opinion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At one time I had some huge ones in the flower garden, but over time they died out.  I'll probably set these out and see if they come back next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Srrr68rPGoI/AAAAAAAACNI/zgGYp6paoBE/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384875702427261570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Srrr68rPGoI/AAAAAAAACNI/zgGYp6paoBE/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope everyone is having a wonderful week!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17385214-3678549788026190902?l=slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3678549788026190902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17385214&amp;postID=3678549788026190902' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3678549788026190902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17385214/posts/default/3678549788026190902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingthroughlife.blogspot.com/2009/09/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07802638037268741226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/S3zhoAekyBI/AAAAAAAACW0/BEXRWQZO2W8/S220/February+18,+2010+016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nz9VMmGblBw/Srrs4DashwI/AAAAAAAACNQ/kR70sZT_Yyk/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</
