<?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-563174576840826831</id><updated>2011-11-12T08:27:56.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loveday's Day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5656442722208080708</id><published>2011-08-31T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T13:10:56.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Off At Hobby Lobby</title><content type='html'>Look what I found in the Paper Packs at 50% off at Hobby Lobby. Anyone who knows my Kenna knows this is right up her alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRZM6bl_Igg/Tl6Pc7oBFbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/c54ADqQ3SFo/s1600/652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647108709973824946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRZM6bl_Igg/Tl6Pc7oBFbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/c54ADqQ3SFo/s320/652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have bought it for this paper alone. This was the one that sold me on the paper pack.&lt;br /&gt;This one is SO KENNA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvTYsldxulw/Tl6Pci1wlwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/keHQmV1oIDc/s1600/653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647108703320577794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvTYsldxulw/Tl6Pci1wlwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/keHQmV1oIDc/s320/653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all the other neat pages. I have just taken pictures of a few really neat ones, but there is so much more. There were 48 pages (3 pages of each print). LOVE IT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1ymHMFOMmA/Tl6PcUz-J4I/AAAAAAAAAgY/6h4qj4NTUSY/s1600/655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647108699554981762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1ymHMFOMmA/Tl6PcUz-J4I/AAAAAAAAAgY/6h4qj4NTUSY/s320/655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8olSKjkz-AI/Tl6Pb5l3yGI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/kB6w2ZwfrxY/s1600/656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647108692248086626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8olSKjkz-AI/Tl6Pb5l3yGI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/kB6w2ZwfrxY/s320/656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwimEdiMn0M/Tl6No10A0vI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3jyXgYuOByQ/s1600/658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647106715548701426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwimEdiMn0M/Tl6No10A0vI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3jyXgYuOByQ/s320/658.JPG" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5656442722208080708?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5656442722208080708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5656442722208080708' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5656442722208080708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5656442722208080708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2011/08/half-off-at-hobby-lobby.html' title='Half Off At Hobby Lobby'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRZM6bl_Igg/Tl6Pc7oBFbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/c54ADqQ3SFo/s72-c/652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7053019901319375188</id><published>2011-07-10T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:59:16.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cicada's</title><content type='html'>Well, my hummingbirds did not return this year. We have had them return for the last five years. I am told it is because of these very noisy bugs (Cicada's) that invaded there territory. The noise was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W99unqVopdA/ThpJtw145eI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ilzJlhrUxAE/s1600/IMG_3145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891734906725858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W99unqVopdA/ThpJtw145eI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ilzJlhrUxAE/s320/IMG_3145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a close up of one these little buggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-59Bejpf_Q-I/ThpJts_UKGI/AAAAAAAAAfs/d_51T-ESK04/s1600/IMG_3135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891733872519266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-59Bejpf_Q-I/ThpJts_UKGI/AAAAAAAAAfs/d_51T-ESK04/s320/IMG_3135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our blooming trees were invaded. If you walked under them you could not hear the person beside you speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyWHVaBeksU/ThpJtU59S1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/5Hd6DVlsyHA/s1600/IMG_3099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627891727407598418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyWHVaBeksU/ThpJtU59S1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/5Hd6DVlsyHA/s320/IMG_3099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our privacy fence where several of the little critters left their shells. Not a great picture, but think you get the point. Boy! I miss my hummers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-7053019901319375188?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7053019901319375188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7053019901319375188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7053019901319375188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7053019901319375188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2011/07/cicadas.html' title='Cicada&apos;s'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W99unqVopdA/ThpJtw145eI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ilzJlhrUxAE/s72-c/IMG_3145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5682699615339668772</id><published>2011-07-09T13:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:38:32.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!  Almost forgot Soccer Tournament</title><content type='html'>Proud Papa! We won the tournament. We played four games back to back. Lil A never sat out and not one point was scored against us! We had such fun with soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9pCNJe_u14/Thi7IvYPDfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MVBODCwLla0/s1600/soccer%2Btourn-%2Bparty%2B-halloween%2B359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627453493230898674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9pCNJe_u14/Thi7IvYPDfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MVBODCwLla0/s320/soccer%2Btourn-%2Bparty%2B-halloween%2B359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One for all and All for one. Team work thats what it is all about. We had a really good group of girls this season. Great Parents also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1edLZXlUpI/Thi7IXiI65I/AAAAAAAAAfU/M-Ub3sXmopI/s1600/IMG_2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627453486829988754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1edLZXlUpI/Thi7IXiI65I/AAAAAAAAAfU/M-Ub3sXmopI/s320/IMG_2148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5682699615339668772?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5682699615339668772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5682699615339668772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5682699615339668772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5682699615339668772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2011/07/oops-almost-forgot-soccer-tournament.html' title='Oops!  Almost forgot Soccer Tournament'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9pCNJe_u14/Thi7IvYPDfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MVBODCwLla0/s72-c/soccer%2Btourn-%2Bparty%2B-halloween%2B359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3474853344109842246</id><published>2011-07-09T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:19:45.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-3474853344109842246?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3474853344109842246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3474853344109842246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3474853344109842246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3474853344109842246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2011/07/soccer-tournament.html' title='Soccer Tournament'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1652519099073222745</id><published>2011-07-09T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:28:40.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmKAmG_tEIk/ThirUhKckII/AAAAAAAAAfM/Wvcdls2UJ9o/s1600/230150_1855993371994_1605657169_1801938_1571300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627436103387353218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmKAmG_tEIk/ThirUhKckII/AAAAAAAAAfM/Wvcdls2UJ9o/s320/230150_1855993371994_1605657169_1801938_1571300_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lot has been going on since my last post. I will be trying to update my blog to reflect what all we have been doing. Busy, busy times. We played spring soccer this year, Lil A really enjoys her soccer. Thank goodness in the summer we have no outside activities :)&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/563174576840826831-1652519099073222745?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1652519099073222745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1652519099073222745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1652519099073222745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1652519099073222745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2011/07/spring-soccer.html' title='Spring Soccer'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmKAmG_tEIk/ThirUhKckII/AAAAAAAAAfM/Wvcdls2UJ9o/s72-c/230150_1855993371994_1605657169_1801938_1571300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8149734676139587350</id><published>2010-11-08T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T07:54:31.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Loveday - Middle Sweeper</title><content type='html'>I must admit Jr and I were heart broken when Lil Loveday announced she "did not like softball".  Jr had played baseball growing up and I had enjoyed softball even after we married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Loveday found the sport she loves.  She played middle sweeper for her soccer team this year.  She did really well for it being only her second year playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga5s8ZkXI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Y4iZOqkN1fM/s1600/ashtonsoccerd"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205320471384434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga5s8ZkXI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Y4iZOqkN1fM/s320/ashtonsoccerd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga5bWOxaI/AAAAAAAAAew/wLc6Vudy4iY/s1600/ashtonsoccerc"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205315747890594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga5bWOxaI/AAAAAAAAAew/wLc6Vudy4iY/s320/ashtonsoccerc" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Loveday is a very aggressive defender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga4YixgpI/AAAAAAAAAeo/mMMyQ02CPbE/s1600/ashtonsoccerb"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205297815323282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga4YixgpI/AAAAAAAAAeo/mMMyQ02CPbE/s320/ashtonsoccerb" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you see her in front of the goal.  Middle sweeper is a defensive position to help keep the opponents ball away from the goal.  She really has found her sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga34OVakI/AAAAAAAAAeg/5ZdSZTBMs-s/s1600/ashtonsoccera"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205289139661378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga34OVakI/AAAAAAAAAeg/5ZdSZTBMs-s/s320/ashtonsoccera" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although she mainly plays defense.  Almost every time she played on the offense.  She scored a goal.  Way to go Lil Loveday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga3ZPfUdI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3_qLOCLArqk/s1600/Ashtonsoccer"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205280823005650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga3ZPfUdI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3_qLOCLArqk/s320/Ashtonsoccer" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we all know.......all sports must start with the attitude.  This is great picture of hers.  "Come on show me what you got".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8149734676139587350?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8149734676139587350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8149734676139587350' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8149734676139587350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8149734676139587350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/11/lil-loveday-middle-sweeper.html' title='Lil Loveday - Middle Sweeper'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TNga5s8ZkXI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Y4iZOqkN1fM/s72-c/ashtonsoccerd' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7436058749328464792</id><published>2010-06-10T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:33:50.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dustin (27)</title><content type='html'>Today would have been my nephew's 27th birthday.  Dustin was so full of life - never a dull moment.  Very rarely did you see him that he was not smiling.  I love you Dustin!  Miss you so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Bev--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TBD3Smk-fFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/KaK5v3h9nIM/s1600/15656075_l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481152645475236946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TBD3Smk-fFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/KaK5v3h9nIM/s320/15656075_l%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TBD3SOamf9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/kASWs1ovrJQ/s1600/15676391_l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481152638989270994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TBD3SOamf9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/kASWs1ovrJQ/s320/15676391_l%5B1%5D.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/563174576840826831-7436058749328464792?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7436058749328464792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7436058749328464792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7436058749328464792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7436058749328464792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-dustin-27.html' title='Happy Birthday Dustin (27)'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/TBD3Smk-fFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/KaK5v3h9nIM/s72-c/15656075_l%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-2867610908281300018</id><published>2010-05-08T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:50:36.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon Rolls with Maple Icing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S-YTQwDgF_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/iwxq9G1oURc/s1600/IMG_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469079975986468850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S-YTQwDgF_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/iwxq9G1oURc/s320/IMG_2683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, I finally got around to making the cinnamon rolls off of Thepioneerwoman.com.  I have been looking at that recipe for months.  I just have not had a day to devote to them.  Well, today was the day.   Mine do not look quite as perfect as her's....but....Hey!  it was my first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little leery of the icing - I am a cream cheese fanatic.  This was a maple glaze that even called for 1/4 cup of fresh brewed coffee.  All in all these turned out very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must warn you if you try them....be prepared to share.  The recipe made 6 round cake pans and one large sheet cake pan.  There were plenty to be had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent mom two pans for Mother's day (she stated they were excellent).  The final word on it all was Lil Loveday though she said they were GOOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-2867610908281300018?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2867610908281300018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=2867610908281300018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2867610908281300018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2867610908281300018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinnamon-rolls-with-maple-icing.html' title='Cinnamon Rolls with Maple Icing'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S-YTQwDgF_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/iwxq9G1oURc/s72-c/IMG_2683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7051230593758839637</id><published>2010-02-21T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:54:56.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Loveday cleaned up</title><content type='html'>This morning for church Ashton picked out a pink shirt and a black skirt.  I know shocking.  Had to share it with everyone out there.  So out of character.....but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4HxgPd3z0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZM3TdFVLbWY/s1600-h/IMG_1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440895361050201922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4HxgPd3z0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZM3TdFVLbWY/s320/IMG_1405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4Hxfj1c9dI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZMNG2wPaADU/s1600-h/IMG_1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440895349337945554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4Hxfj1c9dI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZMNG2wPaADU/s320/IMG_1414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4HxdXtWf_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZbcPE5-T4Sw/s1600-h/IMG_1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440895311723003890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4HxdXtWf_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZbcPE5-T4Sw/s320/IMG_1415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4Hxc7562yI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ViRBoccN-N4/s1600-h/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440895304259525410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4Hxc7562yI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ViRBoccN-N4/s320/IMG_1416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-7051230593758839637?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7051230593758839637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7051230593758839637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7051230593758839637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7051230593758839637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/lil-loveday-cleaned-up.html' title='Lil Loveday cleaned up'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4HxgPd3z0I/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZM3TdFVLbWY/s72-c/IMG_1405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1983421110308520407</id><published>2010-02-21T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:08:15.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanner Boy - He's no Charlie but..........</title><content type='html'>Went to see my brother yesterday.  It's been a hard few day's since he lost his special Charlie boy.  I had to make sure he was okay.  He was indeed okay and so was a little homeless guy Jim has named Tanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4GRkdDq9DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rRFMufzDsJo/s1600-h/IMG_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440789880301614130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4GRkdDq9DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rRFMufzDsJo/s320/IMG_1373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no little dog who will ever take Charlie boy's place, but there is a new little boy who sure is loving the love and attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4GRjaVq4MI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B3-ZmnRW_Ww/s1600-h/IMG_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440789862391931074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4GRjaVq4MI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B3-ZmnRW_Ww/s320/IMG_1352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy unlike Charlie really likes to play in the backyard.  This is new to Jim, so we must do some work on the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4GRi-HumdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/F0FbwF1Oo9I/s1600-h/IMG_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440789854817262034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4GRi-HumdI/AAAAAAAAAdA/F0FbwF1Oo9I/s320/IMG_1346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy your new life Tanner!  You are loved!&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/563174576840826831-1983421110308520407?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1983421110308520407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1983421110308520407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1983421110308520407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1983421110308520407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/tanner-boy-hes-no-charlie-but.html' title='Tanner Boy - He&apos;s no Charlie but..........'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S4GRkdDq9DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rRFMufzDsJo/s72-c/IMG_1373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3505877454396792681</id><published>2010-02-17T15:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:35:35.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye Charlie Boy - You Are Loved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3x8IYDaC1I/AAAAAAAAAc4/npIZwkJgw28/s1600-h/IMG_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439358933294254930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3x8IYDaC1I/AAAAAAAAAc4/npIZwkJgw28/s320/IMG_0591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I posted previously my brother got  a puppy.  My brother in his late 40's, never owned a pet.  I was so excited for him.  He was so excited.  He loved his little Charlie (Sir Charles Fleetwood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3x8IF5_koI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QflgUG4SNzg/s1600-h/IMG_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439358928422933122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3x8IF5_koI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QflgUG4SNzg/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all fell in love with Charlie.  Even my dogs allowed him to come spend the weekend when needed.  Well, little Charlie was sick and we did not know it.  It seems Charlie had a birth defect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3x8H3VSSsI/AAAAAAAAAco/Fs6e8mNaEAM/s1600-h/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439358924510874306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3x8H3VSSsI/AAAAAAAAAco/Fs6e8mNaEAM/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, this week everything came to a screeching halt.  Today Charlie's little life was cut short and my brother is heart broken.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it so hard to love something and someone?&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/563174576840826831-3505877454396792681?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3505877454396792681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3505877454396792681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3505877454396792681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3505877454396792681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-bye-charlie-boy-you-are-loved.html' title='Good Bye Charlie Boy - You Are Loved!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3x8IYDaC1I/AAAAAAAAAc4/npIZwkJgw28/s72-c/IMG_0591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-61712921101157241</id><published>2010-02-15T17:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:34:01.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3n1cUmssmI/AAAAAAAAAcg/3Kb4aTKePoU/s1600-h/IMG_1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438647891942748770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3n1cUmssmI/AAAAAAAAAcg/3Kb4aTKePoU/s320/IMG_1228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hazel Green got hit with more snow Sunday morning.  It really came down.  I like this picture of Lil Loveday because you can see how big the snow flakes are and how hard they are coming down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3n1b9_KC9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/B8F-Gcmv4Gw/s1600-h/IMG_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438647885871320018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3n1b9_KC9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/B8F-Gcmv4Gw/s320/IMG_1208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3n1bbQRWuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NfQ7C0esQvA/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438647876547861218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3n1bbQRWuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NfQ7C0esQvA/s320/IMG_1198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the look on her face here.  We have really enjoyed the snow this year.&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/563174576840826831-61712921101157241?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/61712921101157241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=61712921101157241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/61712921101157241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/61712921101157241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowing-again.html' title='Snowing again.'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3n1cUmssmI/AAAAAAAAAcg/3Kb4aTKePoU/s72-c/IMG_1228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-6294730242804390292</id><published>2010-02-15T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:24:05.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3meeEaQpbI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zMnx4iqPsTA/s1600-h/IMG_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438552264443733426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3meeEaQpbI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zMnx4iqPsTA/s320/IMG_0881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our new sport.  Volleyball, this is the first year Lil &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; has been old enough to play and she loves it.    I love watching her play all of her sports.  She gets so into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3medxAM5fI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3thH3lO7TmE/s1600-h/IMG_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438552259234162162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3medxAM5fI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3thH3lO7TmE/s320/IMG_0872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3medfNSK9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/y7BshNmuBpU/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438552254457195474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3medfNSK9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/y7BshNmuBpU/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3medJRVciI/AAAAAAAAAbw/a7EYHiat_Ac/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438552248568607266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3medJRVciI/AAAAAAAAAbw/a7EYHiat_Ac/s320/IMG_0874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; is a good little athlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-6294730242804390292?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6294730242804390292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=6294730242804390292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6294730242804390292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6294730242804390292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/volleyball.html' title='Volleyball'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3meeEaQpbI/AAAAAAAAAcI/zMnx4iqPsTA/s72-c/IMG_0881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5776766168197501909</id><published>2010-02-13T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T09:15:41.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in Alabama!!!!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, a 14 year old boy shot another 14 year old boy in the head while they were changing classes at a middle school in Madison, Alabama.  My heart breaks for both sets of parents.  What is happening to our children?  This young men should be playing ball or enjoying scouting.  Not thinking of taking another one's life.  The news states it is gang related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon as Lil &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; is practicing volleyball.  K calls to tell me there is a shooting at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UAH&lt;/span&gt;.  It seems a professor (Harvard graduate).  Did not receive tenure yesterday.  She showed up during a faculty meeting and killed three professor and injured three more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in Alabama.  How is this possible?  What is happening?  My children will not have the chance to be innocent like I was.  Already, in their short lives they have experienced 9/11 and school shootings.  We need to pray, pray for our towns, our state and our country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5776766168197501909?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5776766168197501909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5776766168197501909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5776766168197501909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5776766168197501909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-in-alabama.html' title='Not in Alabama!!!!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1649072330743322215</id><published>2010-02-11T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:54:26.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Little Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3TCFMMFbHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/MeBBL6Htu-k/s1600-h/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437184044570078322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3TCFMMFbHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/MeBBL6Htu-k/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3TAgSWnKsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/PEjeLUHGaBs/s1600-h/IMG_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time for an update on Little Bit (Scout).  His official name is Scout at the vet, but that is the only time he is called Scout.  He answers to Little Bit and he has fit right into the Loveday household.  He is seven months old now and he is loved dearly.  A lot of TROUBLE but loved dearly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer:  Remember, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and Love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3TAgB4wF_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/nUR2vtL7bK0/s1600-h/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3TAfoYAEJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Je3kAGDbqrI/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"&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/563174576840826831-1649072330743322215?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1649072330743322215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1649072330743322215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1649072330743322215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1649072330743322215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-on-little-bit.html' title='Update on Little Bit'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S3TCFMMFbHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/MeBBL6Htu-k/s72-c/IMG_0761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8107432335222486784</id><published>2010-02-03T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:13:45.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from the Birthday Dinner</title><content type='html'>Well, a good time was had by all at the birthday dinner on Saturday....but....something was amiss. By this morning Wednesday there are reports of 12 people who came away with a nasty stomach bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really don't feel it was food related as we all started getting sick at different times, with  it hitting each individual differently.  Ashton got it last night and did not even eat at the dinner.  Mom was the last reported case, coming down with it this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing for some people, is the later it hit you the lighter case it seemed you got.  Not good for me, Uncle Ken, Jim, Dad, Aunt Von, Chip, Kenna and Dasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a birthday dinner to remember!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8107432335222486784?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8107432335222486784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8107432335222486784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8107432335222486784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8107432335222486784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-from-birthday-dinner.html' title='Update from the Birthday Dinner'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5354537442011470662</id><published>2010-01-30T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:02:04.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Birthday's and Aidan's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S2TU46CfiYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/PeMUjPGKp44/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432701124633135490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S2TU46CfiYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/PeMUjPGKp44/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated January birthday's today at Jaime's. We all had a great time. Dad turned 70 and Netta was 45 on Wednesday (yes they share the same birthday). What a great 25th birthday present a bouncing baby girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom turned 71 on the 21st, she was in Charlotte with Mullis. Thanks to Betsy and Sylvia she had a wonderful birthday dinner. Complete with birthday cake and all.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S2TS8E6o-pI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ccCVZVBCs4E/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there is  Aidan Jasper (AJ) is what I think he should be called (there is time for that in another blog).  Aidan will be 4 on February 1st.  He is quite the little man.  Loves Thomas The Train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a good time being with everyone.  Jaime had two big sandwich platters with assorted sandwiches.  Jim made vegetable soup.  I made craw fish bisque.  Jaime had three different cakes, all of which were wonderful.  Aidan's birthday cake was of course Thomas.  She also had a carrot cake with cream cheese icing and a chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A good time was had by all".&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/563174576840826831-5354537442011470662?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5354537442011470662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5354537442011470662' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5354537442011470662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5354537442011470662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-birthdays-and-aidans.html' title='January Birthday&apos;s and Aidan&apos;s'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S2TU46CfiYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/PeMUjPGKp44/s72-c/IMG_0751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4912344677189684797</id><published>2010-01-24T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:01:54.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornado in Huntsville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S1z65OlQzVI/AAAAAAAAAao/QFAEM8XH2kA/s1600-h/tornado+huntsville+AL+1-21-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430491111775849810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S1z65OlQzVI/AAAAAAAAAao/QFAEM8XH2kA/s320/tornado+huntsville+AL+1-21-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a tornado in Huntsville, Thursday evening around 5.  In this picture you can see the tornado right behind the First Baptist Church in Huntsville.  Thankfully there were no injuries, but quite a bit of damage in the five points area.&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/563174576840826831-4912344677189684797?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4912344677189684797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4912344677189684797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4912344677189684797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4912344677189684797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/01/tornado-in-huntsville.html' title='Tornado in Huntsville'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S1z65OlQzVI/AAAAAAAAAao/QFAEM8XH2kA/s72-c/tornado+huntsville+AL+1-21-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7490530916753317938</id><published>2010-01-07T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:33:19.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We interrupt this blog for SNOW</title><content type='html'>Pardon the interruption....but it snowed in Alabama.  No school today.  Lil Loveday has been outside since 10:30 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZSduFxoUI/AAAAAAAAAag/fZ7vRdmh1zQ/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424113471756280130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZSduFxoUI/AAAAAAAAAag/fZ7vRdmh1zQ/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think she did pretty well since she has no experience in snowman building.  I think he is pretty cute.......She is so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZSdeFBCDI/AAAAAAAAAaY/R_bwzZrN-pM/s1600-h/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424113467458127922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZSdeFBCDI/AAAAAAAAAaY/R_bwzZrN-pM/s320/IMG_0693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZSdEi7mVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OSjigXcg1Uc/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424113460604279122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZSdEi7mVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OSjigXcg1Uc/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZScm2iHdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rBRKYDK2PAU/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424113452633431506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZScm2iHdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rBRKYDK2PAU/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZScLNTeQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LH1P62ShBnY/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424113445212748034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZScLNTeQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LH1P62ShBnY/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me!  This girl did not have FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-7490530916753317938?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7490530916753317938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7490530916753317938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7490530916753317938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7490530916753317938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-interrupt-this-blog-for-snow.html' title='We interrupt this blog for SNOW'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0ZSduFxoUI/AAAAAAAAAag/fZ7vRdmh1zQ/s72-c/IMG_0641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1474296372022511584</id><published>2010-01-04T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:17:22.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the pets</title><content type='html'>Update on the four legged babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0KRbV7SyFI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/w5KSeAKTdhg/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423056800235833426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0KRbV7SyFI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/w5KSeAKTdhg/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our pretty Lady. We adopted her from the pound 14 years ago. She has been the best dog ever. She loves to please and all she wants is to be loved. We do love our Lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0KRa1h4JcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9IuRshOsewc/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423056791539295682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0KRa1h4JcI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9IuRshOsewc/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our Zoe. Dustin and I found Zoe up on 565. She was in pretty bad shape. Had a broken hip. Two hip surgeries and lots of love later she is  queen of the backyard. She is our Zoe girl. She still loves to play and often times would rather play than be loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for more.........&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/563174576840826831-1474296372022511584?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1474296372022511584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1474296372022511584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1474296372022511584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1474296372022511584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-on-pets.html' title='Update on the pets'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0KRbV7SyFI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/w5KSeAKTdhg/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8506386293675530820</id><published>2010-01-02T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:10:54.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th Birthday - Lil Loveday</title><content type='html'>In the midst of all the Christmas celebrations Lil Loveday turned 9.  Here she is with her new puppy Scout (Little Bit).  She is nine and he is about 5 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0BBx97pMAI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zvrvuxteWSc/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422406278048198658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0BBx97pMAI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zvrvuxteWSc/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was her official birthday.  It was a Friday, so we met Mom, Dad and Uncle Jim at Beauregard's for dinner.  Lil Loveday's favorite place to eat fried pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0BBxulObiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1jvBqaGSmcc/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422406273927638562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0BBxulObiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1jvBqaGSmcc/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was her birthday party at Sci-Quest.  She chose to  make "transformbots".  They were really neat.  They were little jitter bugs, with motors on them.  I wished they had of had things like this when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0BBxa_AUjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uUoObtndsAQ/s1600-h/100_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422406268667056690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0BBxa_AUjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uUoObtndsAQ/s320/100_2709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think all in all she had a good birthday.&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/563174576840826831-8506386293675530820?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8506386293675530820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8506386293675530820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8506386293675530820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8506386293675530820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/01/9th-birthday-lil-loveday.html' title='9th Birthday - Lil Loveday'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/S0BBx97pMAI/AAAAAAAAAZo/zvrvuxteWSc/s72-c/IMG_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-757388580248545286</id><published>2010-01-01T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:05:17.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009 (Cont'd)</title><content type='html'>Christmas Eve was spent and Aunt Lavon's and Uncle Bernd's house.  We have been spending Christmas Eve as a family as long as I can remember.  We used to have Christmas Eve at Nanny's (Dad's mom).  She lived next door to us.  Now Aunt Lavon has continued this tradition allowing us all to come to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FFew0TKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YrwTak0AN20/s1600-h/IMG_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421846961860136098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FFew0TKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YrwTak0AN20/s320/IMG_0476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of cousins that I grew up with and now our kids are playing together.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FFFtfuYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ZAEmRHAx28g/s1600-h/IMG_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421846955135318402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FFFtfuYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ZAEmRHAx28g/s320/IMG_0498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been trying to do different things with the kids on  Christmas Eve.  Instead of just them opening presents and being done.  This year we played a game like "bingo".  It was called "glory".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FE0qE8-I/AAAAAAAAAZA/nselNDPOwKY/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421846950557578210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FE0qE8-I/AAAAAAAAAZA/nselNDPOwKY/s320/IMG_0491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made it easy for the little ones to play.  It had pictures of Bible stories instead of numbers.  We had bags of gifts for the kids to choose from.  We had met before and wrapped gifts and put them in age and gender specific bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FD4pWrPI/AAAAAAAAAYw/FG1I-lqriUs/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421846934448418034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FD4pWrPI/AAAAAAAAAYw/FG1I-lqriUs/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the kids really had a good time.  We had a really good Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-757388580248545286?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/757388580248545286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=757388580248545286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/757388580248545286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/757388580248545286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-2009-contd.html' title='Christmas 2009 (Cont&apos;d)'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sz5FFew0TKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YrwTak0AN20/s72-c/IMG_0476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5025990155932604376</id><published>2009-12-31T08:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:31:01.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>Christmas 2009 was very busy.  With a large family, we have a several family gatherings at Christmas.  This was December 23rd.  We had my family over for our Christmas.  Here are a few pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdRMi72xI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jJzgDzPwi0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421451338942503698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdRMi72xI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jJzgDzPwi0Q/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mom and dad opening their calendar that Kenna made on our scrapbook retreat at the Red Rooster.  It turned out really good.   I think they really liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdQlZ9NUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0GF4rS7w6pg/s1600-h/IMG_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421451328435860802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdQlZ9NUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0GF4rS7w6pg/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the girls after opening their Christmas ornaments from Aunt Netta and Uncle Brian.  Every year they get the kids new Christmas ornaments with their names on it.   This year the girls got hearts and the boys got trains.  This has been a great gift -  this was number 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdQeeJUAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oGrL6ZIr_zA/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421451326574383106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdQeeJUAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oGrL6ZIr_zA/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of all the kids.  The tall young man covering the tree is Adam (this is Randy's oldest son).  The young man in the orange shirt is Drew (also Randy's son).  You see Kenna in the black shirt, Billie in the white shirt holding our littlest member Bo (we always called Dustin Bo when he was little).  Dasha (Randy's little girl adopted from Russia) in front of Adam, then Jordan (with temporary pink highlights), Ashton and Aidan.  Amber (Randy's daughter) was not here.  We miss her, but our hearts our full!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdP9FU9ZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/mJ3x5sKhs0U/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdPfVEm1I/AAAAAAAAAYI/2r6Q_jVaPbk/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5025990155932604376?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5025990155932604376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5025990155932604376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5025990155932604376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5025990155932604376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzzdRMi72xI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jJzgDzPwi0Q/s72-c/IMG_0474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-2578633558342494136</id><published>2009-12-28T18:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:17:49.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift made with and from Love</title><content type='html'>This year for Christmas my niece decided to make her mom a quilt. She had never made a quilt. Did not even have a pattern. She measured out squares on paper bags making her squares that would be sewn together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzllaGmcrWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Y39H7v_y000/s1600-h/IMG_2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420475125639982434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzllaGmcrWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Y39H7v_y000/s320/IMG_2556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was so special about this quilt? It was made from Dustin's clothes. She cut some of his clothes up and made her mom this quilt. In one corner there is a piece of the pocket from one of his dress shirts. Quoting my Aunt Joyce "every quilt needs a little character".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzllZ4ucFAI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5wRUojDxtYg/s1600-h/IMG_2557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420475121915401218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzllZ4ucFAI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5wRUojDxtYg/s320/IMG_2557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said this was quilt made WITH love FROM love.&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/563174576840826831-2578633558342494136?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2578633558342494136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=2578633558342494136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2578633558342494136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2578633558342494136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/12/gift-made-with-and-from-love.html' title='Gift made with and from Love'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzllaGmcrWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Y39H7v_y000/s72-c/IMG_2556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8348826105072326842</id><published>2009-12-26T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T13:14:16.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Bonus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzZ8GGK5xeI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jGfiKP-NrZI/s1600-h/IMG_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419655645764371938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzZ8GGK5xeI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jGfiKP-NrZI/s320/IMG_2558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is be prepared.  This year my Christmas Bonus was a  Cannon rebel with a 300 zoom (Thank you Uncle Kenny).  The pictures are being snapped.  Action shots also.  I love my camera.  This blog will probably starting taking on a new life.  So, be prepared......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8348826105072326842?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8348826105072326842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8348826105072326842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8348826105072326842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8348826105072326842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-bonus.html' title='Christmas Bonus'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SzZ8GGK5xeI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jGfiKP-NrZI/s72-c/IMG_2558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1118336248181690747</id><published>2009-11-30T09:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:01:12.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother is a DADDY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's official!  My brother (Uncle Jim) is a DADDY!!  Can you believe it, and we love his little boy.&lt;br /&gt;No Name as of yet, but it is coming.  There are several names being passed around.  Pa thinks he should be named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;domino&lt;/span&gt;.  Cousin Betsy thinks Seville.  I have several I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McGoo&lt;/span&gt; for Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McGoo&lt;/span&gt; he always looks so serious because of the brown eye brows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SxQHACFSufI/AAAAAAAAAXo/g33MOI2G4Zo/s1600/pup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409956749519272434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SxQHACFSufI/AAAAAAAAAXo/g33MOI2G4Zo/s320/pup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jim is thinking maybe Prancer, because he prances when he walks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SxQHALi0_jI/AAAAAAAAAXg/tmKWezMyUco/s1600/pup3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409956752059072050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SxQHALi0_jI/AAAAAAAAAXg/tmKWezMyUco/s320/pup3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you happen to see the proud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt; out - don't forget CONGRATULATIONS are in order.&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/563174576840826831-1118336248181690747?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1118336248181690747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1118336248181690747' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1118336248181690747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1118336248181690747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-brother-is-daddy.html' title='My brother is a DADDY!!!!!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SxQHACFSufI/AAAAAAAAAXo/g33MOI2G4Zo/s72-c/pup2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5421277850309887438</id><published>2009-09-22T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:48:58.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First visit to UAB</title><content type='html'>I got a phone call from K on Monday (9/14/09) to come to Bham.  She was not feeling well.  Took one look at K and drove her back to H'ville to visit our doc.  Well, you guessed it.  It was the flu.&lt;br /&gt;We had K home for the week (with a dr's excuse of course).  On Saturday it was time to take K back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Loveday had never been to UAB before so we thought this would be a good time.  We got permission for her to go to K's dorm (no one under 16 allowed without permission).  Anyway, we stayed maybe an hour.  On the ride home I turned around and this is what I see (sorry about the pic's.  I used my phone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SrkbWS8CVrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EQH8PZssGyQ/s1600-h/Ashton26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384364899352860338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SrkbWS8CVrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EQH8PZssGyQ/s320/Ashton26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SrkbV9o-FCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_5XkQsBBfHw/s1600-h/Ahton25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384364893635744802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SrkbV9o-FCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_5XkQsBBfHw/s320/Ahton25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess college life is just to exciting!&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/563174576840826831-5421277850309887438?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5421277850309887438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5421277850309887438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5421277850309887438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5421277850309887438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-visit-to-uab.html' title='First visit to UAB'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SrkbWS8CVrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EQH8PZssGyQ/s72-c/Ashton26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4295742261195515457</id><published>2009-08-30T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:49:07.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First goal of the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Spq7BGBNZUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/cFp2HNvf8yU/s1600-h/Ashton+Soccer+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375814732690056514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Spq7BGBNZUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/cFp2HNvf8yU/s320/Ashton+Soccer+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Loveday had her second soccer game Saturday.  Guess what?  She scored her first goal!  We were so excited for her!  I wish I had my camera and could have captured her face.  She was so excited and proud with her goal.  Here's hoping we score many more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4295742261195515457?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4295742261195515457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4295742261195515457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4295742261195515457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4295742261195515457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-goal-of-season.html' title='First goal of the season'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Spq7BGBNZUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/cFp2HNvf8yU/s72-c/Ashton+Soccer+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4028360919380194335</id><published>2009-08-21T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:35:00.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K's Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/So7MT_iz0yI/AAAAAAAAAW8/b2rUo_KBV-g/s1600-h/IMG00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372456049346597666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/So7MT_iz0yI/AAAAAAAAAW8/b2rUo_KBV-g/s320/IMG00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you can't tell everyone is happy that K came home for a couple of days.  Double click the picture and you will see two dogs between her legs and Lil Loveday on her arm.  I was cooking supper, they were sitting in the kitchen floor watching me.&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/563174576840826831-4028360919380194335?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4028360919380194335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4028360919380194335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4028360919380194335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4028360919380194335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/08/ks-home.html' title='K&apos;s Home'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/So7MT_iz0yI/AAAAAAAAAW8/b2rUo_KBV-g/s72-c/IMG00023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-9158262351154470568</id><published>2009-08-19T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:08:54.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the Boy!</title><content type='html'>The boy!  The vet has his name as Bolt.  We still call him Little Bit.  In this picture&lt;br /&gt;it is Lil Loveday and Little Bit.  Do you think he is loved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SowgbIoClgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/u4Ily2XTr7c/s1600-h/IMG00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371704106090141186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SowgbIoClgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/u4Ily2XTr7c/s320/IMG00018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his favorite spots to sleep is in the curl of Roscoe's tummy.  Roscoe has done great!  He let's him climb on him, they wrestle.  They even eat out of the same food bowl.  Now!  that is amazing.  The food is where I thought Roscoe would draw the line.  He is very gentle with Little Bit when they wrestle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SowgaG1KSUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/p1jeNXMiAns/s1600-h/IMG00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371704088428431682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SowgaG1KSUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/p1jeNXMiAns/s320/IMG00009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is growing, but it appears it is mainly all in the ears.  What do you think?  I need to weigh him to get an update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sowgay8B_kI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4jKp6TLlNmg/s1600-h/IMG00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371704100268408386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sowgay8B_kI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4jKp6TLlNmg/s320/IMG00008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious Picture - Lil Loveday and Little Bit sleeping together!  Whew, we don't see that too much.  They pretty much are just alike "WIDE OPEN"!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SowgasE4BSI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ruWgMY57In8/s1600-h/IMG00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371704098426455330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SowgasE4BSI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ruWgMY57In8/s320/IMG00010.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/563174576840826831-9158262351154470568?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/9158262351154470568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=9158262351154470568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9158262351154470568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9158262351154470568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/08/update-on-boy.html' title='Update on the Boy!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SowgbIoClgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/u4Ily2XTr7c/s72-c/IMG00018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3676570867745608911</id><published>2009-08-17T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:09:26.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K is at UAB</title><content type='html'>Well we moved her in on Saturday. The pictures you see K took after we left and she got her room set up. I will post more from my camera later. She seems happy. I hope we have a very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;productive and educational year! Isn't that what college is all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sol3R2s4tvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1y1GAuXKkPs/s1600-h/8-16-09+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370955179241289458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sol3R2s4tvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1y1GAuXKkPs/s320/8-16-09+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the pictures on her board. One of Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; in the pool. One of her Daddy. One of me and her daddy and one of the two dogs together. She does love her family. Say it with me five times. She does love her family, She does love her family, She does love her family, She does love her family, She does love her family! Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sol3RjTOn_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/F6SyhgcdaS0/s1600-h/8-16-09+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370955174033399794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sol3RjTOn_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/F6SyhgcdaS0/s320/8-16-09+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't put anything on the walls....but we found these chalk dots and wipe off marker dots that do not stick to the wall. They remove with ease and leave no traces behind. We tested them on her bedroom walls before we moved her in. Her paint canvas is up with one of their putty hooks that we are allowed to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K's home away from home. Good luck my baby - Your growing up!&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/563174576840826831-3676570867745608911?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3676570867745608911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3676570867745608911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3676570867745608911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3676570867745608911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/08/k-is-at-uab.html' title='K is at UAB'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sol3R2s4tvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1y1GAuXKkPs/s72-c/8-16-09+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5034019450676196877</id><published>2009-07-22T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:57:59.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A BOY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SmekED9HVSI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zUwoPrcyRUU/s1600-h/IMG_2445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361434271095936290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SmekED9HVSI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zUwoPrcyRUU/s320/IMG_2445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's official.  Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; got her puppy.  A black one, just like she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SmekDutxvXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NfScsbvqMFw/s1600-h/IMG_2451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361434265394462066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SmekDutxvXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NfScsbvqMFw/s320/IMG_2451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolt weighs 1.5 pounds right now.  Sleeps a little too much for Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Loveday's&lt;/span&gt; liking and not enough for mine.  He usually is awake around 3:00 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SmekDafVurI/AAAAAAAAAV0/IbtcBzviAsk/s1600-h/IMG_2450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361434259965196978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SmekDafVurI/AAAAAAAAAV0/IbtcBzviAsk/s320/IMG_2450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't he adorable - The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loveday's&lt;/span&gt; think so.&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/563174576840826831-5034019450676196877?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5034019450676196877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5034019450676196877' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5034019450676196877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5034019450676196877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-boy.html' title='IT&apos;S A BOY!!!!!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SmekED9HVSI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zUwoPrcyRUU/s72-c/IMG_2445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3742953472396316434</id><published>2009-06-17T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:59:44.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashton's Roar (Surprise)</title><content type='html'>In several post I mentioned Aunt Joyce.  A very talented lady &lt;a href="http://www.fieldofchocolates.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.fieldofchocolates.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Now you finally get to see her.  She brought us a very&lt;br /&gt;special surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly5ZuhSVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZBehwyu7_JQ/s1600-h/IMG_2317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348432362963290450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly5ZuhSVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZBehwyu7_JQ/s320/IMG_2317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy!  Did Aunt Joyce have a surprise for Lil Loveday.  The picture above is Aunt Joyce with her surprise.  To quote my dad "you nailed her".  Joyce got Lil Loveday's personality all wrapped up in one beautifully hand made lion quilt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly42lTjFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AnC8x1CYJN8/s1600-h/IMG_2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348432353529400402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly42lTjFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AnC8x1CYJN8/s320/IMG_2312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the front of the quilt.  I hope you double click to look at the detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly4siL8SI/AAAAAAAAAVc/U3p63CP7-eg/s1600-h/IMG_2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348432350831964450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly4siL8SI/AAAAAAAAAVc/U3p63CP7-eg/s320/IMG_2311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the backside of the quilt.  Again, please double click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly4M1QcCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/47U9YuETS9c/s1600-h/IMG_2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348432342322016290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly4M1QcCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/47U9YuETS9c/s320/IMG_2310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, look at this tag.  Did you know you are suppose to name your quilts?  I did not until my last visit with Aunt Joyce.  Anyway,  anyone that has been around Lil Loveday at all -- has heard her roar.  It truly does sound like a real lion.  Well, when Joyce heard it and found out that Lil Lovedays room had a dinosaur comforter -- she went right to work.  I did not know any of this, so even though Lil Loveday got to open the box.  Mom loved the surprise also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasn't this a great surprise?&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/563174576840826831-3742953472396316434?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3742953472396316434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3742953472396316434' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3742953472396316434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3742953472396316434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/06/ashtons-roar-surprise.html' title='Ashton&apos;s Roar (Surprise)'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sjly5ZuhSVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZBehwyu7_JQ/s72-c/IMG_2317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-2849122332766428092</id><published>2009-06-14T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:43:35.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte Visit</title><content type='html'>Went to stay with my grandmother last week.  Left last Friday and stayed through yesterday (Saturday 6/13).  We had a nice time.  Her mind is very sharp, although her body is 95 (96 on July 3rd).   She listens to books on tape, since her eyesight is no longer good enough to read the books.  I think for 95  -- she looks pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SjVRiE9UyXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/aiDNTTXwdB0/s1600-h/IMG_2319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347269778460690802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SjVRiE9UyXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/aiDNTTXwdB0/s320/IMG_2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check back this week I have a wonderful surprise to post about, if you haven't already seen.  Got to get caught up on laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-2849122332766428092?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2849122332766428092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=2849122332766428092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2849122332766428092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2849122332766428092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/06/charlotte-visit.html' title='Charlotte Visit'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SjVRiE9UyXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/aiDNTTXwdB0/s72-c/IMG_2319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5992374427419444550</id><published>2009-06-03T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:19:04.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K's Graduation</title><content type='html'>Sorry about how small these picture are but I had to share them!  Go K!  We are so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SicfXtnMAOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rI6-dxUk0-8/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;04;49PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343273975139795170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SicfXtnMAOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rI6-dxUk0-8/s320/06-03-2009+08%3B04%3B49PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at K's face.  Doesn't she look very serious.  This picture was as her isle was walking up to get their diplomas.  "You're almost there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SicfXYwKCNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FPRurY09kAM/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;03;18PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343273969540270290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SicfXYwKCNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FPRurY09kAM/s320/06-03-2009+08%3B03%3B18PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go K!  We are so proud of you.  She has her National Honor Society Cord (yellow one) and French Honor Society (Red, White and Blue one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SicfXJ2yZfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/vrUTIOJ8xUg/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;00;40PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343273965541549554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SicfXJ2yZfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/vrUTIOJ8xUg/s320/06-03-2009+08%3B00%3B40PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at K's face now.  It's over -- Hey Mom!  Look what I got!  Whew.  Doesn't she look happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graduation is over.  Now on to UAB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K left the very next morning for freshman orientation.  She was there from Wednesday until Friday.  She wanted to do this by herself.  We let her (it was very hard).  She has already signed up for all of her classes.  Now we just enjoy the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sice9MC7JSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oQbRO8o0-5Q/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;00;40PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sice9K_qKCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/jrDIGhe0SBA/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;03;18PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sice85cphZI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3as95GBuG_I/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;04;49PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SiceiWbpbeI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eawNn-kpLgU/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;00;40PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SiceiQyz0zI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8rnxIWoGRkU/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;03;18PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SiceiF-o4FI/AAAAAAAAAUE/BwgUaqdMO1Q/s1600-h/06-03-2009+08;04;49PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5992374427419444550?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5992374427419444550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5992374427419444550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5992374427419444550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5992374427419444550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/06/ks-graduation.html' title='K&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SicfXtnMAOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rI6-dxUk0-8/s72-c/06-03-2009+08%3B04%3B49PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3017408599392412337</id><published>2009-05-22T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:31:10.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ShbujGXw62I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kLousafbp-E/s1600-h/IMG_2275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338716695067421538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ShbujGXw62I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kLousafbp-E/s320/IMG_2275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Shbui0OckXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/SfBEmq7BwQg/s1600-h/IMG_2268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338716690196500850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Shbui0OckXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/SfBEmq7BwQg/s320/IMG_2268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ShbuigiIbHI/AAAAAAAAATs/jOs1cfWdwOg/s1600-h/IMG_2266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338716684910357618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ShbuigiIbHI/AAAAAAAAATs/jOs1cfWdwOg/s320/IMG_2266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awards day for both my girls on Wednesday. Lil Loveday got three awards. One for A Honor roll for the year. One for President's Physical Fitness. One for having her art work displayed at Panoply. I am very proud of both my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures will be coming of K's awards.  I used a different camera and am having some trouble with them.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-3017408599392412337?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3017408599392412337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3017408599392412337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3017408599392412337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3017408599392412337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/05/awards-day.html' title='Awards Day'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ShbujGXw62I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kLousafbp-E/s72-c/IMG_2275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7204548587408747499</id><published>2009-05-03T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:32:02.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher Appreciation Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf5E1ZtUH-I/AAAAAAAAATg/vK357VjswME/s1600-h/IMG_2220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331774693077950434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf5E1ZtUH-I/AAAAAAAAATg/vK357VjswME/s320/IMG_2220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf5E036nRRI/AAAAAAAAATY/9-mWxTse2yk/s1600-h/IMG_2219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331774684006925586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf5E036nRRI/AAAAAAAAATY/9-mWxTse2yk/s320/IMG_2219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is Teacher appreciation week. I did not have any big clipboards but had this little one. I decorated  it for Ashton's teacher. Hope she likes it. This was her 33 year of teaching 2nd grade at Hazel Green. Therefore the 33 years on the tabby. Anyway here it is. Well see what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rain, Rain Go away!&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/563174576840826831-7204548587408747499?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7204548587408747499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7204548587408747499' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7204548587408747499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7204548587408747499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/05/teacher-appreciation-week.html' title='Teacher Appreciation Week'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf5E1ZtUH-I/AAAAAAAAATg/vK357VjswME/s72-c/IMG_2220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1850591164950122052</id><published>2009-05-03T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:05:48.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Scrapbook Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf4wwLJmcII/AAAAAAAAATQ/X2V7evKfyV0/s1600-h/IMG_2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got my scrapbook challenge finished early this month.  Here is my post.  Too bad blogger turned it sideways again.  Anyone got any tips about this let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf4wvt3U3LI/AAAAAAAAATI/NbL65LAkyUQ/s1600-h/IMG_2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf4vexNaDqI/AAAAAAAAATA/jhxBAgtGLZk/s1600-h/IMG_2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331751214505397922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf4vexNaDqI/AAAAAAAAATA/jhxBAgtGLZk/s320/IMG_2216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-1850591164950122052?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1850591164950122052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1850591164950122052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1850591164950122052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1850591164950122052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/05/april-scrapbook-challenge.html' title='April Scrapbook Challenge'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sf4vexNaDqI/AAAAAAAAATA/jhxBAgtGLZk/s72-c/IMG_2216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-9222994027322226144</id><published>2009-04-29T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:38:47.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfjjywPf5lI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EmXnK9LtmBw/s1600-h/IMG_1628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330260620075853394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfjjywPf5lI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EmXnK9LtmBw/s320/IMG_1628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remember my post back when.  K got a turtle last summer in Florida.  Here she is in a little bowl, perched on her rock enjoying the sun.  Well....little Charlotte got a bigger aquarium with the works (filter, lamps, etc...).  We also found some yummy food that Charlotte likes.  Little dried shrimp and other little dried critters.  Well Charlotte has eaten, eaten, eaten and eaten this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take a look at Charlotte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfjjypGlftI/AAAAAAAAASw/nVdgXihEN_k/s1600-h/IMG_2120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330260618159423186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfjjypGlftI/AAAAAAAAASw/nVdgXihEN_k/s320/IMG_2120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has more than doubled her size and she has learned when we come in the room if she swims up to the glass, we will get the green bottle (her food).  She follows it across the front and to quote J  "You can see her shake when the green bottle comes out". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish dogs were this easy to house break, don't you?&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/563174576840826831-9222994027322226144?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/9222994027322226144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=9222994027322226144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9222994027322226144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9222994027322226144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/healthy-turtle.html' title='Healthy Turtle'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfjjywPf5lI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EmXnK9LtmBw/s72-c/IMG_1628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-2499990315420042991</id><published>2009-04-25T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:10:10.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4? Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my 4? birthday.   I had a wonderful day.  Heard from lots of people calling to tell me Happy Birthday.  My MIL send me a beautiful plant.  My two friends S and M took me to a wonderful meal at Cattleman's in Fayetteville.  We had fried Mushrooms (one of my favorites - and boy did I eat em').  I had a rib eye steak with a loaded baked potato.  A house salad with some wonderful honey french dressing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S and M surprised me with a birthday bag full of goodies.  Pampered Chef seasoning and a kitchen tool I have been wanting from Pampered Chef.  A beautiful bracelet.....but my favorite look at these cute PJ's.  Are they not just adorable (sorry blogger turned my picture again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfNCC_wT7fI/AAAAAAAAASo/be45TXXff4o/s1600-h/IMG_2189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328675403350666738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfNCC_wT7fI/AAAAAAAAASo/be45TXXff4o/s320/IMG_2189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE THEM!  LOVE THEM!  LOVE THEM!   Thanks ladies for making my birthday special.  S's daughter M made me a wonderful banana pudding (my favorite dessert).  Thanks M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a lovely b'day I had yesterday.  I topped it off by going to my monthly crop and having a good time.  Well, until next year - it was a great B'Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-2499990315420042991?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2499990315420042991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=2499990315420042991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2499990315420042991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2499990315420042991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-birthday.html' title='4? Birthday'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfNCC_wT7fI/AAAAAAAAASo/be45TXXff4o/s72-c/IMG_2189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3691877488915977648</id><published>2009-04-25T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:40:22.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cirque Du Soleil</title><content type='html'>Uncle K gave us tickets to go Cirque DU Soleil we had a wonderful time.  Just us girls.  They would not let you take pictures inside.  So you will just have to enjoy these few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfMRl5KpKfI/AAAAAAAAASg/K_96y67oiGU/s1600-h/IMG_2177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328622126807722482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfMRl5KpKfI/AAAAAAAAASg/K_96y67oiGU/s320/IMG_2177.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfMRlvf_WsI/AAAAAAAAASY/EApH_apy0-k/s1600-h/IMG_2183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328622124212902594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfMRlvf_WsI/AAAAAAAAASY/EApH_apy0-k/s320/IMG_2183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see it was myself, K, Lil Loveday and Aunt N.  It was a nice time.  The show was excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfMRleJ1ZYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/huGgyFvLhQQ/s1600-h/IMG_2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328622119556572546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfMRleJ1ZYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/huGgyFvLhQQ/s320/IMG_2184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back there will be another post today!&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/563174576840826831-3691877488915977648?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3691877488915977648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3691877488915977648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3691877488915977648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3691877488915977648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/cirque-du-soleil.html' title='Cirque Du Soleil'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SfMRl5KpKfI/AAAAAAAAASg/K_96y67oiGU/s72-c/IMG_2177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8174003643062131969</id><published>2009-04-22T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:50:42.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbook Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se-CT2JHTXI/AAAAAAAAASI/8U7VzUcOxTo/s1600-h/IMG_2188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327620161665453426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se-CT2JHTXI/AAAAAAAAASI/8U7VzUcOxTo/s320/IMG_2188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the scrapbook challenge for last month.   I have been slacking in that I have not been getting them done.  I need to get back in the swing of things and hopefully I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is more to come about the last weekend that I will try to get posted before this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8174003643062131969?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8174003643062131969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8174003643062131969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8174003643062131969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8174003643062131969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/scrapbook-challenge.html' title='Scrapbook Challenge'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se-CT2JHTXI/AAAAAAAAASI/8U7VzUcOxTo/s72-c/IMG_2188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4071032523724644399</id><published>2009-04-21T16:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:38:36.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a very busy weekend.  Friday night was prom as I posted for everyone to see K.  Saturday morning J and I had to work at the Spring Fling at Lil Loveday's school.  I was very grateful that K got up early and went with us (I was not counting on that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, K and Lil Loveday ran into one of Lil Loveday's friends.  Lil Hale!  Lil Hale and Lil Loveday made their rounds and had a wonderful time as you can see. (sorry blogger turned by pictures again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se5YG2HsTPI/AAAAAAAAASA/F4M1ZmHFN4M/s1600-h/DSCN0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327292283856112882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se5YG2HsTPI/AAAAAAAAASA/F4M1ZmHFN4M/s320/DSCN0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se5YGxDy4YI/AAAAAAAAAR4/3eAjVnTSza8/s1600-h/DSCN0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327292282497589634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se5YGxDy4YI/AAAAAAAAAR4/3eAjVnTSza8/s320/DSCN0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se5WvlclYSI/AAAAAAAAARw/UxiDpzvVZ6k/s1600-h/DSCN0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just love seeing their faces when they are having fun.  I know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se5WvQQalHI/AAAAAAAAARo/Rnv5YI9pip8/s1600-h/DSCN0212.JPG"&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4071032523724644399?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4071032523724644399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4071032523724644399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4071032523724644399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4071032523724644399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se5YG2HsTPI/AAAAAAAAASA/F4M1ZmHFN4M/s72-c/DSCN0219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-2109338266626293533</id><published>2009-04-20T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:28:03.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se0Rk1mqGqI/AAAAAAAAARg/w0FFKhNEDzM/s1600-h/IMG_2185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326933258811349666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se0Rk1mqGqI/AAAAAAAAARg/w0FFKhNEDzM/s320/IMG_2185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprise.  I was intending to work on my scrapbook challenge for the month (it will be coming this week I am sure).   Instead I got an invitation from K to sew with her.  She loves to make bags.  Well, lookie hear what mom has done.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was proud of my bag the only thing I did wrong was the lining is suppose to be lime green with brown and green leaves.  I sewed it in backwards.  Okay you can stop laughing now.....I think I did quiet nice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Aunt Joyce &lt;a href="http://www.fieldofchocolates.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.fieldofchocolates.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; for the material.  Mom may learn how to sew yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-2109338266626293533?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2109338266626293533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=2109338266626293533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2109338266626293533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2109338266626293533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Se0Rk1mqGqI/AAAAAAAAARg/w0FFKhNEDzM/s72-c/IMG_2185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-9215106031178659232</id><published>2009-04-19T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:59:38.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjYCFlGlI/AAAAAAAAARY/16SLGrN2bDE/s1600-h/IMG_2149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326460248824027730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjYCFlGlI/AAAAAAAAARY/16SLGrN2bDE/s320/IMG_2149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here she is the Senior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjYO7AAtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/AU1NGf_mtwE/s1600-h/IMG_2155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326460252269314770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjYO7AAtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/AU1NGf_mtwE/s320/IMG_2155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K went with a really good friend of hers. They have been friends for the last three years. There is nothing there. Just a hang out buddy. Which is good they are going to different colleges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjX05upFI/AAAAAAAAARI/4Z0qgwOSNi8/s1600-h/IMG_2171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326460245284660306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjX05upFI/AAAAAAAAARI/4Z0qgwOSNi8/s320/IMG_2171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are in a close up. I'm not a very good photographer sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjXQZP9gI/AAAAAAAAARA/vYnwXj-ADPE/s1600-h/IMG_2172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326460235484755458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjXQZP9gI/AAAAAAAAARA/vYnwXj-ADPE/s320/IMG_2172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting in his truck - Mom needed one more picture. Hope you enjoy them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-9215106031178659232?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/9215106031178659232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=9215106031178659232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9215106031178659232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9215106031178659232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/senior-prom_19.html' title='Senior Prom'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SetjYCFlGlI/AAAAAAAAARY/16SLGrN2bDE/s72-c/IMG_2149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5563233877104503578</id><published>2009-04-17T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:26:48.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SekPtMMPsII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uFE1l4lTJTo/s1600-h/IMG_2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325805303383437442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SekPtMMPsII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uFE1l4lTJTo/s320/IMG_2150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight is Senior Prom.   Doesn't K look lovely.  More to come - this is just the preview&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5563233877104503578?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5563233877104503578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5563233877104503578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5563233877104503578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5563233877104503578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/senior-prom.html' title='Senior Prom'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SekPtMMPsII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uFE1l4lTJTo/s72-c/IMG_2150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4447823559992016334</id><published>2009-04-16T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:31:16.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canvas for K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeeUqq9to3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/kGGr3PJzxNw/s1600-h/IMG_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325388545197450098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeeUqq9to3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/kGGr3PJzxNw/s320/IMG_2142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted you guys to see the canvas that Sara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mincy&lt;/span&gt; painted for K's room. I picked out the verse and told her the colors and this is what she came up with. Do I know her? Not personally I stumbled across her blog and loved her painted canvas with Bible verses and other sayings. She stated she would love to paint a canvas for people. This is what she came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeeUqXyzTPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/IRZSBQyqXuo/s1600-h/IMG_2144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325388540051410162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeeUqXyzTPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/IRZSBQyqXuo/s320/IMG_2144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it against the bright &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pink wall&lt;/span&gt;, orange bathroom wall and black dress form. I think it brings it all together. Her bedspread actually has the bright green in it also. I think to not have seen everything Sara did a great job. Stop over and see her at &lt;a href="http://www.sara-mincy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sara-mincy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; I don't think you will be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeeT0nZHQ2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/CpOVhh8ZPr8/s1600-h/IMG_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4447823559992016334?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4447823559992016334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4447823559992016334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4447823559992016334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4447823559992016334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/canva-for-k.html' title='Canvas for K'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeeUqq9to3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/kGGr3PJzxNw/s72-c/IMG_2142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1272688272208445692</id><published>2009-04-14T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:36:05.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a "sad" 8 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeUOhay-_bI/AAAAAAAAAQY/M2c8pVIbu4Q/s1600-h/IMG_1542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324678101727116722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeUOhay-_bI/AAAAAAAAAQY/M2c8pVIbu4Q/s320/IMG_1542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remember my post about pets. You will remember that K bought Lil Loveday a white mouse. Lil Loveday wanted a little white mouse after seeing the movie Stuart Little. So of course she named it Stuart Little. Well, that was almost two years ago. She has taken very good care of Stuart Little.....but during the day, while Lil Loveday was at school Stuart Little died. We found him today looking rather peaceful. Needless to say we have a sad 8 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeUOhCUd2HI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/u3sMYv94Pko/s1600-h/IMG_1544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324678095156664434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeUOhCUd2HI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/u3sMYv94Pko/s320/IMG_1544.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/563174576840826831-1272688272208445692?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1272688272208445692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1272688272208445692' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1272688272208445692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1272688272208445692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-have-sad-8-year-old.html' title='We have a &quot;sad&quot; 8 year old'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SeUOhay-_bI/AAAAAAAAAQY/M2c8pVIbu4Q/s72-c/IMG_1542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5340846765360071099</id><published>2009-03-30T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:44:52.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAT Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SdEt9vk61FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mjSvMkTyOrk/s1600-h/IMG_2113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319083173667853394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SdEt9vk61FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mjSvMkTyOrk/s320/IMG_2113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, SAT testing started today.  We needed to be at school early.  Make sure we ate breakfast with five sharpened pencils and erasers.  Well, Monday is over look what came home with Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt;.  So much for having erasers....but you have to give her an A+ for creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SdEt9Z5AdAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/TMgzyLbII-M/s1600-h/IMG_2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319083167846528002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SdEt9Z5AdAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/TMgzyLbII-M/s320/IMG_2115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please click on these and blow them up.  One is even a king with a crown or so I am told.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5340846765360071099?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5340846765360071099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5340846765360071099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5340846765360071099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5340846765360071099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/03/sat-testing.html' title='SAT Testing'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SdEt9vk61FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mjSvMkTyOrk/s72-c/IMG_2113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5919454118717415718</id><published>2009-03-29T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:12:28.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking (Again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RgQKFYWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FAdI3vsoZRY/s1600-h/IMG_2106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318700036971127138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RgQKFYWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FAdI3vsoZRY/s320/IMG_2106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Went to&lt;/span&gt; my monthly scrapbook crop. MS didn't have her stuff to crop.....so....she decided to help me. Thanks MS - I got more done than ever. This top one is my favorite. The saying just fits K's personality so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RgMtz4bI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ye4tdO8RI8M/s1600-h/IMG_2104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318700036047233458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RgMtz4bI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ye4tdO8RI8M/s320/IMG_2104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I was trying to look a little "classy" as classy as we down here in the south can get. It's the invitation to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UAB&lt;/span&gt; scholarship reception. K's initial and mine and her dad's name tags being her guest. We are so proud of her.&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_Rf3v_ydI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AIQ7Hi9vCkY/s1600-h/IMG_2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318700030419257810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_Rf3v_ydI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AIQ7Hi9vCkY/s320/IMG_2105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just an easy picture of K - She was 11 here but we were having such fun. I was homeschooling her at this time.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RfMQknQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hfWRPG7sWQM/s1600-h/IMG_2103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318700018744728834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RfMQknQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hfWRPG7sWQM/s320/IMG_2103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one shows you the 18 years difference. The first picture at the top (when her daddy and my hair was still black) was baby dedication at church 1991. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bottom picture was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UAB&lt;/span&gt; scholarship reception (notice the gray hair and dyed hair). Eighteen years -- where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RfM9dspI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Ka_cKTsB5KY/s1600-h/IMG_2102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318700018933019282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RfM9dspI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Ka_cKTsB5KY/s320/IMG_2102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that blogger turned this picture on me. It has done it several times. This picture is of Kenna at two weeks old at church with her great grandmother. I love the way this very simple layout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;turned out&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes the very simple ones are the ones I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy - there will be more to come with Graduation in May, and moving to College in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5919454118717415718?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5919454118717415718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5919454118717415718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5919454118717415718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5919454118717415718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/03/scrapbooking-again.html' title='Scrapbooking (Again)'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/Sc_RgQKFYWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FAdI3vsoZRY/s72-c/IMG_2106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5363784808504556555</id><published>2009-03-21T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:43:50.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip To Monte Sano on Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScUYJVRIKKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hXquAkQdXN4/s1600-h/IMG_2092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315681483787610274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScUYJVRIKKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hXquAkQdXN4/s320/IMG_2092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was spring break for the kids here.  So Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; K and I took off to the park at Monte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sano&lt;/span&gt;.  We had a good time, but Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; has not been feeling well.  The picture above is the only one I got with her smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScUYI6xOsnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MiJj-FDeyLw/s1600-h/03-19-2009+08;07;54PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315681476674499186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScUYI6xOsnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MiJj-FDeyLw/s320/03-19-2009+08%3B07%3B54PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this picture of my K.  It is bittersweet though.  She is all grown up where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;In August she will be leaving for college.  Oh!  My heart is breaking.&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/563174576840826831-5363784808504556555?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5363784808504556555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5363784808504556555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5363784808504556555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5363784808504556555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-monte-sano-on-spring-break.html' title='Trip To Monte Sano on Spring Break'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScUYJVRIKKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hXquAkQdXN4/s72-c/IMG_2092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-760993205912437648</id><published>2009-03-17T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:19:41.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Nancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScBZucyN0mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GcID8L9UHOU/s1600-h/03-17-2009+06;56;22PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314346214832853602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScBZucyN0mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GcID8L9UHOU/s320/03-17-2009+06%3B56%3B22PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay!  Anyone who has read my blog know that Lil Loveday is a TOMBOY.  Well, look what book she checked out of the library.  After reading Fancy Nancy she decided to dress like a Fancy Nancy.  I must tell you her daddy and I had a very interesting Fashion show.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have never read the Fancy Nancy books they are very cute.  Give them a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-760993205912437648?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/760993205912437648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=760993205912437648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/760993205912437648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/760993205912437648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/03/fancy-nancy.html' title='Fancy Nancy'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/ScBZucyN0mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GcID8L9UHOU/s72-c/03-17-2009+06%3B56%3B22PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5548850250122268080</id><published>2009-03-10T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:33:53.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FireProof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SbbN1tGx7BI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uoQ9fdE_RY8/s1600-h/03-09-2009+07;02;22PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311659133054872594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SbbN1tGx7BI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uoQ9fdE_RY8/s320/03-09-2009+07%3B02%3B22PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I waited until our library had the movie, but I watched it and it was what everyone said it was.  It was really good!  Even though J and I have been married 29 years (in May), I would still like to do the Love Dare.  I think I will have to swing by the christian book store and pick it up.  If you have not seen it......Watch it......It is worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-5548850250122268080?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5548850250122268080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5548850250122268080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5548850250122268080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5548850250122268080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/03/fireproof.html' title='FireProof'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SbbN1tGx7BI/AAAAAAAAAOY/uoQ9fdE_RY8/s72-c/03-09-2009+07%3B02%3B22PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-6715368903942963413</id><published>2009-02-10T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:06:41.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a BIG sister will do for her LITTLE sister</title><content type='html'>My younger sister is in Hawaii with her husband for a couple of months.  Well, this weekend her cat Winston (who hates me) got really sick.  Everyone who knows me - knows I love animals and will do anything for them.  Anyway, Winston is 18 years old and he was really sick....so I went and got him and took him to the emergency animal clinic on Sunday evening (thanks M and S for going with me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winston was in renal failure and there was really nothing they could do for him.  My sister asked that I be with him when they put him down.  Well, I automatically said I would do this for her (I have never been able to do this before NEVER, not even with my own animals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture you see below is me holding Winston telling him goodbye, tears rolling down my face, rubbing his head the way I know I would do if he was mine.  N - I did this for you because you couldn't, but it was very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SZGWm6Pf6NI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EOJiN9OLJ4Q/s1600-h/Winston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301183831605242066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SZGWm6Pf6NI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EOJiN9OLJ4Q/s320/Winston.jpg" 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/563174576840826831-6715368903942963413?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6715368903942963413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=6715368903942963413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6715368903942963413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6715368903942963413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-big-sister-will-do-for-her-little.html' title='What a BIG sister will do for her LITTLE sister'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SZGWm6Pf6NI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EOJiN9OLJ4Q/s72-c/Winston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-845785683183501429</id><published>2009-02-08T08:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:48:55.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To think like a Loveday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SY8KZLOS7RI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IK3qyk67i0A/s1600-h/IMG_1077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300466714064121106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SY8KZLOS7RI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IK3qyk67i0A/s320/IMG_1077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Loveday and I were riding along to a friends house.  When Lil Loveday asked the question "who names us".  Well, I began to answer how we get our first name...but that is not what she wanted.  Where did we get the name 'Loveday'?  Well, I told her how that I was a McFarlen, like Mama, Pa, Uncle Jim until I married Daddy and he gave me the name Loveday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.....the day goes on.....we clean house....other things.....jump to 5:00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Loveday and I are riding to town to go to a birthday party at Build a Bear.  It's about a 30 minute ride and we have had a busy day.  I started talking to her to keep her awake.  I ask the question, tell me about your boyfriend?  Lil Loveday "you know I don't have a boyfriend".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me "Oh".  Lil Loveday "I am looking for a boy with a really neat last name".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah Ha - Always on her toes.  Lil Loveday is my thinker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-845785683183501429?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/845785683183501429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=845785683183501429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/845785683183501429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/845785683183501429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-think-like-loveday.html' title='To think like a Loveday'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SY8KZLOS7RI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IK3qyk67i0A/s72-c/IMG_1077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-54801018917540343</id><published>2009-02-01T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T09:23:37.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chitty Chitty Bang Bang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYXaAQTMcoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ohBCDvKjnqI/s1600-h/Chitty+Chitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297880234581586562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYXaAQTMcoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ohBCDvKjnqI/s320/Chitty+Chitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of friends and I took Lil Loveday to her first Broadway.  We went to see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.  Lil Loveday did WONDERFUL.  Although she sat in my lap the whole time (don't know why I had to purchase a ticket) she watched the entire show.  She kept up with the story and loved the singing.  I'm so glad I decided to take her to this one.  I really want to take her and K to Beauty and the Beast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-54801018917540343?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/54801018917540343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=54801018917540343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/54801018917540343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/54801018917540343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/02/chitty-chitty-bang-bang.html' title='Chitty Chitty Bang Bang'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYXaAQTMcoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ohBCDvKjnqI/s72-c/Chitty+Chitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8430509134746032240</id><published>2009-01-30T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:35:59.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K's car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYNj2661JFI/AAAAAAAAANs/ugqWy1o48Es/s1600-h/IMG_2072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297187381897929810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYNj2661JFI/AAAAAAAAANs/ugqWy1o48Es/s320/IMG_2072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a layout for K's first car, of course this layout will go in her book.  I just could not resist doing this layout.  When were able to get K a used car.  I thought it was humorous because she stated "I'm just glad it is all one color".  Well.....if you look closely the clear coat is peeling off of the car (one color is debatable), but she is just grateful that it is hers.  I'm just glad we were able to swing this for her.&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/563174576840826831-8430509134746032240?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8430509134746032240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8430509134746032240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8430509134746032240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8430509134746032240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/ks-car.html' title='K&apos;s car'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYNj2661JFI/AAAAAAAAANs/ugqWy1o48Es/s72-c/IMG_2072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1486255744477093560</id><published>2009-01-29T11:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:24:34.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYIBhEE6OQI/AAAAAAAAANk/75TpOvjME70/s1600-h/IMG_2070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296797779282770178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYIBhEE6OQI/AAAAAAAAANk/75TpOvjME70/s320/IMG_2070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYIBg5oWGcI/AAAAAAAAANc/CLPNv-d3iIc/s1600-h/IMG_2069.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but Christmas layouts are the hardest for me.  December's challenge of course was Christmas.  This was K's first Christmas which was 18 years ago WHEW!  Time really does fly.  If you blow the picture up and look at the bottom picture that is me, J's mom and K but notice that beautiful smile around that paci - that's still my K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-1486255744477093560?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1486255744477093560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1486255744477093560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1486255744477093560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1486255744477093560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-challenge.html' title='Christmas Challenge'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYIBhEE6OQI/AAAAAAAAANk/75TpOvjME70/s72-c/IMG_2070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8169152762352113100</id><published>2009-01-29T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:43:47.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UAB - Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYHaJf8PZqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/IvPAiZhV4q0/s1600-h/IMG_2062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296754493492258466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYHaJf8PZqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/IvPAiZhV4q0/s320/IMG_2062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a nice trip to UAB reception.  It was held at "The Club" in Homewood, Alabama right outside of Birmingham.  It was very nice.  Unfortunately, we had a glitch with the camera.  We had taken some really good pictures.  The camera let me see it after the picture was made and one of the was GREAT.  Well....when I got back in the car to go through them to see which ones to delete I received this message on my camera "DATA CORRUPT".  I could have cried!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K does not let me take pictures of her, and I really did have some good ones.  This one picture is the only one that came out and it of course was the one I like the least.  There was a better one of K and her dad and I.  Hope you understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8169152762352113100?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8169152762352113100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8169152762352113100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8169152762352113100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8169152762352113100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/uab-visit.html' title='UAB - Visit'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SYHaJf8PZqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/IvPAiZhV4q0/s72-c/IMG_2062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3345454994725382065</id><published>2009-01-24T17:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:57:41.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UAB - University of Alabama in Birmingham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXvFwVYwpfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S2TckmDsEyM/s1600-h/01-24-2009+07;51;36PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295043221069538802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXvFwVYwpfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S2TckmDsEyM/s320/01-24-2009+07%3B51%3B36PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few post back I said I would say more about K and how proud her dad and I are of her.  Tomorrow we will be at the University of Alabama in Birmingham.  We have been invited to a reception honoring the UAB SCHOLARSHIP RECIPIENTS.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K has accepted a scholarship at UAB.  We are so proud of her.  We will go tomorrow and proudly sit with her.  I'm not so sure mom and dad are going to get through this one.  Each meeting we go to, no matter how proud we are, means we are a step closer to her moving off to Birmingham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is her day and we will be proud.  NO TEARS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-3345454994725382065?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3345454994725382065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3345454994725382065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3345454994725382065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3345454994725382065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/uab-university-of-alabama-in-birmingham.html' title='UAB - University of Alabama in Birmingham'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXvFwVYwpfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/S2TckmDsEyM/s72-c/01-24-2009+07%3B51%3B36PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3979616422575479189</id><published>2009-01-23T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:45:48.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbook Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXpHF2R40-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/7TRknGnRjd4/s1600-h/IMG_2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294622477722899426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXpHF2R40-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/7TRknGnRjd4/s320/IMG_2053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, we were issued our challenge packages from the "Queen of Scrapbooking".  You can see her blog at &lt;a href="http://www.preservingthemoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.preservingthemoments.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I decided to do this one on the King of our house (or so he thinks).  This little dog has been a pain, but he is so lovable, that we just can't get enough of him.  I will say I think I would have really gone crazy when Blackjack died if I had not had this little fella.  For those of you who don't know our little man, he goes by several names: Roscoe (his official name), Waddle Waddle Roscoe (he has gained some weight since we got him), C.C. Dumplin (Chocolate, Carmel Dumplin - again the weight gain) and since he actually killed a mouse I sometimes call him "kitty Kitty" and he comes running.  He is really a very sweet dog.  I think J even likes him.&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/563174576840826831-3979616422575479189?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3979616422575479189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3979616422575479189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3979616422575479189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3979616422575479189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/scrapbook-challenge.html' title='Scrapbook Challenge'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXpHF2R40-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/7TRknGnRjd4/s72-c/IMG_2053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4284856598570833206</id><published>2009-01-22T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:44:12.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tub Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXjmaTMK9KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8F17uMPHNnI/s1600-h/IMG_2051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294234701476328610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXjmaTMK9KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8F17uMPHNnI/s320/IMG_2051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tub Time for J!  On this particular Saturday J had worked in our yard all day.  We had just put an above ground pool up and he had to tear down and re-build some of our patio fence that keeps the dogs off the patio and now away from the kids getting in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sincerely hope we all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recognize&lt;/span&gt; how much this man does for his family.  I ran the bath and put bubbles in it as a joke.  When I turned the jets on for him, the bubble just kept growing to where all I could see was his head.  Since he had been in outside from sun up to sun down that day.  His head looked really red and dark compared to the bubbles.  The picture was just too good not to scrap.  Also, it should keep us remembering what J does for us.  Thanks J.  We love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4284856598570833206?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4284856598570833206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4284856598570833206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4284856598570833206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4284856598570833206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/tub-time.html' title='Tub Time'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXjmaTMK9KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8F17uMPHNnI/s72-c/IMG_2051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8720069089705638189</id><published>2009-01-19T15:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:43:07.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond Bratz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXUPQJ6sCBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/__w6wIOUC7M/s1600-h/IMG_2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293153707258284050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXUPQJ6sCBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/__w6wIOUC7M/s320/IMG_2049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let me say, blogger will not let me turn this picture around for some reason.....but I was pleased with my layout and wanted to share it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goals for 2009 is to scrapbook more.  I am very far behind.  This is Lil Loveday in 2006 her first year of softball.  I love the looks on her face in every shot.  She gives everything she does 100% and that is one of the many things I love about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can blow the pictures up and somehow get a feel for what I am talking about.  Maybe I can figure this thing out.  Who Knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8720069089705638189?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8720069089705638189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8720069089705638189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8720069089705638189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8720069089705638189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/diamond-bratz.html' title='Diamond Bratz'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SXUPQJ6sCBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/__w6wIOUC7M/s72-c/IMG_2049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-2113264195407305021</id><published>2009-01-14T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:47:03.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuart Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SW6GOsPasZI/AAAAAAAAALk/cAWuvd8hR4M/s1600-h/IMG_1542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291314199159026066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SW6GOsPasZI/AAAAAAAAALk/cAWuvd8hR4M/s320/IMG_1542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised this blog is to introduce Stuart Little.  Stuart Little is Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loveday's&lt;/span&gt; pet that stays in her room.  Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; kept saying she wanted a pet.  Her dad and I kept putting her off.  Well, K being the GREAT big sister she is decided to take it upon herself to fulfill this wish.  K actually brought this home for Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt; one weekend after going out shopping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SW6GOUM-1fI/AAAAAAAAALc/kF3gIedDuzI/s1600-h/IMG_1544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291314192706360818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SW6GOUM-1fI/AAAAAAAAALc/kF3gIedDuzI/s320/IMG_1544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is - The one and only - Stuart Little&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-2113264195407305021?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2113264195407305021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=2113264195407305021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2113264195407305021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/2113264195407305021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/stuart-little.html' title='Stuart Little'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SW6GOsPasZI/AAAAAAAAALk/cAWuvd8hR4M/s72-c/IMG_1542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-315159558556865671</id><published>2009-01-10T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:15:25.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Charlotte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWlHBk4OxoI/AAAAAAAAALU/6gzAIIXHz-0/s1600-h/IMG_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289837329728325250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWlHBk4OxoI/AAAAAAAAALU/6gzAIIXHz-0/s320/IMG_2047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look really close or blow this picture up, you will see K's new pet Charlotte.  She absolutely loves her fake rock under her fake sun with her heating lamp.  Poor critter her whole world is fake and she doesn't even know it.  She is a red slider turtle who has a vitamin a defficiency.  Yes, you guessed it.  Leave it to the Loveday's to even get a bum turtle.  To quote my younger sister - "you never get a normal pet, something always has to be wrong with them".  She is doing much better thanks to the eye drops from the pet store.  Anyway, I will blog about Lil Loveday's pet Stuart Little next.  Bet y0u can't guess what he is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-315159558556865671?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/315159558556865671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=315159558556865671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/315159558556865671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/315159558556865671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/introducing-charlotte.html' title='Introducing Charlotte'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWlHBk4OxoI/AAAAAAAAALU/6gzAIIXHz-0/s72-c/IMG_2047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3960865856903221525</id><published>2009-01-04T07:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:11:07.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More December - Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWDd5nlvDDI/AAAAAAAAALM/caFzWUpd4Gs/s1600-h/IMG_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469944482499634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWDd5nlvDDI/AAAAAAAAALM/caFzWUpd4Gs/s320/IMG_2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve is always spent with my Dad's side of the family.  This is the second Christmas without my Nanny (Dad's mom).  Thank you Aunt V for stepping in for us and taking on Christmas for this motley crew.  This year my Aunt V and my brother J said "show up we will do all of the cooking just show up and enjoy your family".  Oh my!!!! You talk about a wonderful time.  They had a wonderful meal prepared for us and we just ate and had a grand time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWDd5MANvnI/AAAAAAAAALE/YlqySw-TDAA/s1600-h/IMG_2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469937077370482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWDd5MANvnI/AAAAAAAAALE/YlqySw-TDAA/s320/IMG_2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my mom far right, cousin D, A, and D's daughter J (look for her in the movies, she has already had a part in one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;television&lt;/span&gt; show).  Now what are these ladies going to do...being banned from the kitchen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWDd4N55UnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/e_6yIuGpCXc/s1600-h/IMG_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469920407868018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWDd4N55UnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/e_6yIuGpCXc/s320/IMG_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided since Aunt V and J took all the cooking off of us.  I would provide some crafts for the kiddos to do.  They really seemed to have a good time.  The cousins all working together.  It was nice I was surprised some of the older ones wanted to do it to.  In this picture B second from the right is my cousins M wife.  "M you did real good buddy".  That is their little boy she is helping do crafts.  Needless to say we had a grand time.  This was our first Christmas stop.&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/563174576840826831-3960865856903221525?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3960865856903221525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3960865856903221525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3960865856903221525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3960865856903221525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-december-christmas-eve.html' title='More December - Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SWDd5nlvDDI/AAAAAAAAALM/caFzWUpd4Gs/s72-c/IMG_2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4913577487235758508</id><published>2009-01-02T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:37:17.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More December B'days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV7cHAypK6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/cyX0JDhvhdg/s1600-h/IMG_2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286905025609149346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV7cHAypK6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/cyX0JDhvhdg/s320/IMG_2040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, K turned 18 on the 29th of December.  Here she is with her Pa (my dad) at Outback.  She just wanted to go to dinner.  There were 10 of us there.  We had a good time just enjoying dinner together.  I think I had the best time knowing it was the last thing on my list of places I had to be, the last two weeks we had somewhere to be almost every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other side of this coin.  I cannot believe I have an 18 year old daughter.  J and I were married 10 years before we had this little girl (she is truly and answer to much prayer)  and boy have we loved every minute of having her here.  Yes, the teenage years have been a little trying....but I am so proud of her (more of this later).  &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/563174576840826831-4913577487235758508?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4913577487235758508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4913577487235758508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4913577487235758508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4913577487235758508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-december-bdays.html' title='More December B&apos;days'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV7cHAypK6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/cyX0JDhvhdg/s72-c/IMG_2040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8622927433507791657</id><published>2009-01-02T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:14:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December - Busy Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV6enhGuZtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fHMlpqViMz4/s1600-h/IMG_1975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286837414318204626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV6enhGuZtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fHMlpqViMz4/s320/IMG_1975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is a very busy month for the Loveday's.  Christmas celebrations and both girls were born in December.  Lil Loveday  was born the week before Christmas on the 18th.  Above is the celebration we had.  This year she picked Chuck E Cheese.  Kind of pricey, but okay it is probably the last time she will want to have a party there.  We had a really good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV6enEGmBNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4_hbF9oM5TE/s1600-h/IMG_1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286837406533027026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV6enEGmBNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4_hbF9oM5TE/s320/IMG_1954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day, there was the Christmas party at school.  Although, we are no longer allowed to call it a party, and we are only allowed one hour to have it.  It was nice and I think the kids enjoyed it.  Lil Loveday's teacher let us bring cupcakes (special ordered with little icing) since it was the Christmas party.  I think Lil Loveday felt special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more December......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8622927433507791657?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8622927433507791657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8622927433507791657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8622927433507791657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8622927433507791657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2009/01/december-busy-month.html' title='December - Busy Month'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SV6enhGuZtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fHMlpqViMz4/s72-c/IMG_1975.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8870160257012301977</id><published>2008-12-14T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:07:27.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SUWfMiUmJGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VVeDI1D6c8w/s1600-h/IMG_1940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279801175882212450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SUWfMiUmJGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VVeDI1D6c8w/s320/IMG_1940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I have totally lost my mind.  I decided to go crazy this Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH SAID.&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/563174576840826831-8870160257012301977?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8870160257012301977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8870160257012301977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8870160257012301977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8870160257012301977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-toes.html' title='Christmas Toes'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SUWfMiUmJGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VVeDI1D6c8w/s72-c/IMG_1940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8005457727542600950</id><published>2008-11-26T19:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:28:51.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so excited!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SS4S1GaRIzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eVETJU-W8aM/s1600-h/IMG_1798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273172917160583986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SS4S1GaRIzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eVETJU-W8aM/s320/IMG_1798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He is home. My husband has been in Germany for 10 days. I picked him up tonight and me an my girls are so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SS4S097Gu8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/oKcO6P52jqA/s1600-h/IMG_1890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273172914882395074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SS4S097Gu8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/oKcO6P52jqA/s320/IMG_1890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know we are such "home bodies". Here is a picture of J in front of one of the castles he went to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to see him and have him home. It just wasn't the same while he was away. Love you J.&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/563174576840826831-8005457727542600950?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8005457727542600950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8005457727542600950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8005457727542600950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8005457727542600950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-excited.html' title='I&apos;m so excited!!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SS4S1GaRIzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/eVETJU-W8aM/s72-c/IMG_1798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7889828649247304565</id><published>2008-11-15T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:42:35.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SR-j5FLiX_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/eBwXm49kYuY/s1600-h/IMG_1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269110290085208050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SR-j5FLiX_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/eBwXm49kYuY/s320/IMG_1739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Thanksgiving today.  Yes, I know we are early.  This gives everyone a chance to celebrate with the other side of their families.  It was a very good turn out.  Above is a group picture of my family that turned out.  &lt;br /&gt;We had a nice time with plenty of food and fellowship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SR-j4mjVqwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KT07l0XiPIY/s1600-h/IMG_1751.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SR-j4cSN9JI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i_qMLXSzWD0/s1600-h/IMG_1765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269110279107376274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SR-j4cSN9JI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i_qMLXSzWD0/s320/IMG_1765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cute picture I got of my girls and just had to put it on.  Happy Thanksgiving to K and Lil Loveday.  I am truly thankful that God gave me you two.&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/563174576840826831-7889828649247304565?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7889828649247304565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7889828649247304565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7889828649247304565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7889828649247304565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SR-j5FLiX_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/eBwXm49kYuY/s72-c/IMG_1739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4310093390459391246</id><published>2008-11-13T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:55:27.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Squirrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRxanNbog_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/V7VjloACJH4/s1600-h/white+squirrel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268185293783598066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRxanNbog_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/V7VjloACJH4/s320/white+squirrel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked outside of Uncle K's today to  run an errand, and look what I saw. These pictures are not that great because I took them with my phone. I have been trying to catch a picture of this little critter since I saw him last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRxamxPQxZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A9F8v1kvV3g/s1600-h/white+squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268185286215517586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRxamxPQxZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A9F8v1kvV3g/s320/white+squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy these pictures as much as I enjoy watching him.&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/563174576840826831-4310093390459391246?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4310093390459391246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4310093390459391246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4310093390459391246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4310093390459391246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/white-squirrel.html' title='White Squirrel'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRxanNbog_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/V7VjloACJH4/s72-c/white+squirrel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8389362284504810189</id><published>2008-11-08T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:40:43.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRYhyEHGatI/AAAAAAAAAJY/F4RA3h6E26o/s1600-h/IMG_1484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433958237072082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRYhyEHGatI/AAAAAAAAAJY/F4RA3h6E26o/s320/IMG_1484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I promised several post back, to post about the boy. This is our boy. His name is Roscoe or as I call him W.W. Roscoe (Waddle, Waddle Roscoe) or C.C. Dumpling (Carmel, Chocolate Dumpling).&lt;br /&gt;This dog was given to Kenna by someone (we really don't know them) who knew our next door neighbor and no longer wanted him.&lt;br /&gt;He is a long haired dachshund and spoiled rotten.  He is very much a one owner dog and Kenna is his owner.  He waits at the door for her when she is at work.  He gets very excited to see her come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRYhxjrADCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rXHfMYtBr0g/s1600-h/IMG_1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRYhxDKHyDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XguTZOpU6q0/s1600-h/IMG_0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433940801439794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRYhxDKHyDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XguTZOpU6q0/s320/IMG_0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8389362284504810189?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8389362284504810189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8389362284504810189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8389362284504810189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8389362284504810189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/boy.html' title='The Boy'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SRYhyEHGatI/AAAAAAAAAJY/F4RA3h6E26o/s72-c/IMG_1484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1213910061412623234</id><published>2008-11-06T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:59:17.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SROQRqqs7sI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Zg3pT2oPqNk/s1600-h/IMG_1731.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SROQRObTbaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9moTxybxpHM/s1600-h/IMG_1729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265711014931033506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SROQRObTbaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9moTxybxpHM/s320/IMG_1729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought I would show you guys what the challenge looks like when we get it at our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt; crop. Here is all the items out of their package. We are given a challenge pack for $5.00 and then by the next month we need to have turned it into a scrapbook page. I have really enjoyed these challenges, because they make me use things I might not ordinarily use or buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SROQQtwv1WI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9SYdQenm0VI/s1600-h/IMG_1728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265711006162605410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SROQQtwv1WI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9SYdQenm0VI/s320/IMG_1728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the picture of the packaging and how it was all bundled together. I have this week to get my page together....so stayed tuned for the latest challenge picture.&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/563174576840826831-1213910061412623234?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1213910061412623234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1213910061412623234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1213910061412623234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1213910061412623234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SROQRObTbaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9moTxybxpHM/s72-c/IMG_1729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8631376037769480291</id><published>2008-11-03T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:54:46.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Visit with Aunt Joyce</title><content type='html'>I have been back to Charlotte to visit with my grandmother.  She is 95 and time with her is precious.  I stay with my Aunt Connie and Uncle Johnny (or the cuz Bets)  while in Charlotte. &lt;br /&gt;This visit I had a chance to visit with another Aunt.  Joyce lives in Mooresville and is very talented.  I have been wanting to visit with her for a while now.  She and her children came and stayed a week with us.  She is truly a remarkable lady.  She is very talented when it comes to quilts.  Take a look at this quilt she made my grandmother.   &lt;a href="http://fieldofchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/08/joyful-task.html"&gt;http://fieldofchocolates.blogspot.com/2008/08/joyful-task.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the link above and check out some of her quilts and passions.  She also gives out a website for free quilt patterns (Going Goofy would love this).  Quilting is just one of her talents.  She is very good at pottery.  She had her own little private place set up in her house where she can work on her pottery and has her on kiln.  She had a larger area set up with a cutting table and her two sewing machines for her sewing adventures.  Oh!  My scrapbook friends I was drooling for that cutting table what layouts I could do on it (I really don't think it would even fit in my little room).  I always get motivated just talking to Joyce, but to see where she lives and works and all of her handwork was really a great treat.  I will be visiting again if the invitation comes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce is the type of lady that you would like to mentor your daughters in the way of keeping house...not just keeping house but making it a home.  Thanks Joyce for wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8631376037769480291?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8631376037769480291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8631376037769480291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8631376037769480291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8631376037769480291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/special-visit-with-aunt-joyce.html' title='Special Visit with Aunt Joyce'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7494568211392699610</id><published>2008-10-20T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:06:43.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_GkWlPII/AAAAAAAAAII/Sy_6ELwmhHk/s1600-h/IMG_1634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259358953164586114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_GkWlPII/AAAAAAAAAII/Sy_6ELwmhHk/s320/IMG_1634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Tate Farms on Friday of our fall break.  As you can see 'Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt;' is leading the way as usual.  They have a hay maze.  One of 'Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Loveday's&lt;/span&gt; favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_H1Ke_BI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bkBQ37LvLnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259358974857116690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_H1Ke_BI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bkBQ37LvLnQ/s320/IMG_1641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also loved the hayloft.  Where they got to jump off into the hay.  Here she is with "B" one of her favorite friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_IVtoAuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y2ePrlpmqwM/s1600-h/IMG_1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259358983594443490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_IVtoAuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y2ePrlpmqwM/s320/IMG_1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's all of the kiddo's together.  My friend was so sweet she made 'Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt;' a shirt to match all of her kiddies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_JPwVVRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Hu7_81VNpQA/s1600-h/IMG_1703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259358999175058706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_JPwVVRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Hu7_81VNpQA/s320/IMG_1703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pumpkins were plentiful.  If you look really close that is 'Lil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Loveday&lt;/span&gt;' out there looking around.  You know it is very important to find the RIGHT pumpkin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_J70_1QI/AAAAAAAAAIo/C1lSVtXataw/s1600-h/IMG_1699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259359011005781250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_J70_1QI/AAAAAAAAAIo/C1lSVtXataw/s320/IMG_1699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, we have it!  It was a very fun filled day.  Just shared the highlights would hate to bore you with everything.  I will say their fresh squeezed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lemonade&lt;/span&gt; was some of the best I have ever had.&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/563174576840826831-7494568211392699610?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7494568211392699610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7494568211392699610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7494568211392699610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7494568211392699610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPz_GkWlPII/AAAAAAAAAII/Sy_6ELwmhHk/s72-c/IMG_1634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3430129010457219573</id><published>2008-10-18T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:15:27.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPpzdUij_GI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Zw4KMe2z0HI/s1600-h/IMG_1727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258642462475549794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPpzdUij_GI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Zw4KMe2z0HI/s320/IMG_1727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I am proud to say my luck continues. The last contest I won was name Rubber Ducky's new kitty ( &lt;a href="http://www.quietobservations-by-michell.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.quietobservations-by-michell.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;). You got it, I won it by naming the little fellow "Chance". What I won was a Saturday out at the Ladies Conference at Celebration Church "Get Real" . The speaker was Shelley Hendrix, it was very good. Exactly what I needed to hear. Getting real with God. Shelly Hendrix has also written a book on the study of Esther. My prize was my way paid into the conference and the book. Boy, what a treat. Thanks Rubber Duckey and Chance is a really lucky kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPpzeDPmuVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oYBmRvtXAJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258642475012503890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPpzeDPmuVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oYBmRvtXAJQ/s320/IMG_1722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Luck moves on while at the conference look at the beautiful hat box basket I won. Ladies...you really outdid yourselves on this one. It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPpzez3g_XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sw7kPmxF5c0/s1600-h/IMG_1725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258642488064802162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPpzez3g_XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sw7kPmxF5c0/s320/IMG_1725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at all "MY LOOT". There were three christian books (The friendships of Women by Dee Brestin, What a Husband needs from his wife by Melanie Chitwood and by my favorite author Karen Kingsbury Sunrise).  Wow, one book would have been a great prize..but three?  Thank you again ladies.  There was a black flat wallet (that I have had to say No to my oldest daughter and one of her friends, Momma is keeping this one), white and black headband, socks, candies, walmart giftcard, blockbusters gift card, magnetic to do list and grocery list, bookmarks, cute jewelry, handmade vanilla grapefruit soap, journal, stationary and a picture frame. The hat box and smaller black and white  box inside were awesome. LADIES THANK YOU. My blogging friends were in shock that I had won once again. I can't believe it. Maybe, I really should go buy that Lottery Ticket (Hee Hee).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-3430129010457219573?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3430129010457219573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3430129010457219573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3430129010457219573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3430129010457219573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/luck-continues.html' title='Luck continues'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPpzdUij_GI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Zw4KMe2z0HI/s72-c/IMG_1727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1729273245430659251</id><published>2008-10-11T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:03:02.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Luck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPEtKfLy77I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-6FVJ35PXqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256031898310995890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPEtKfLy77I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-6FVJ35PXqQ/s320/IMG_1718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lately, I have had some really good luck. I have entered three drawings. The first being for a scrapbook layout on yourself. This I really hate. I hate doing scrapbook layouts on me. Love doing them for my kids, family, dogs, etc..... But ME!! Hate it! Anyway I won the box of Double Churned Vanilla Bean Alphabets.  This is a box of chipboard letters that I will really enjoy using on future layouts.  The second drawing I won was at an Arbonne open house my younger sister hosted.  I won the Foaming Body wash I really do like this body wash.  It smells of citrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPEtK6IRV0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/bWZWJXs3_H4/s1600-h/IMG_1717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256031905543968578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPEtK6IRV0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/bWZWJXs3_H4/s320/IMG_1717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third drawing was another scrapbook challenge at our monthly crop.  I won the box of double sided foam stamps.  I really love these stamps I have several other sets that I have used in the past (Globetrotter layout posted earlier).  Anyway I can't believe my luck. Got to go,  I'm off to buy my lottery ticket (Hee Hee).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-1729273245430659251?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1729273245430659251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1729273245430659251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1729273245430659251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1729273245430659251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-luck.html' title='What Luck?'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SPEtKfLy77I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-6FVJ35PXqQ/s72-c/IMG_1718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4122097745537238120</id><published>2008-09-15T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:40:05.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SM7jI_GF2jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ipnzzjsc410/s1600-h/IMG_1250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246380359448648242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SM7jI_GF2jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ipnzzjsc410/s320/IMG_1250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my lady, as you will remember from August.  She was so very hot.  I just hated to see her pant.  She is on up in years and it was time for her visit to the vet.  So, I bit the bullet and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SM7jJEOF51I/AAAAAAAAAFw/3s2PjgnvyBU/s1600-h/IMG_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246380360824383314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SM7jJEOF51I/AAAAAAAAAFw/3s2PjgnvyBU/s320/IMG_1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as you can see we got a little haircut. Well....maybe not so little.  Her look was so drastic that when Ashton and I got her in the car, Ashton exclaimed "we adopted a puppy".  No, Ashton that is our Lady, she just got a haircut.  Oh!  Why did I not think sooner and say, "yes, yes we did adopt a puppy and she is all yours.  Her name will be Lady and she will be your responsibility".  I have got to start thinking quicker on my toes....but you all must remember "these toes are getting old"&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/563174576840826831-4122097745537238120?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4122097745537238120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4122097745537238120' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4122097745537238120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4122097745537238120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-lady.html' title='My Lady'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SM7jI_GF2jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ipnzzjsc410/s72-c/IMG_1250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4235784967847730395</id><published>2008-09-09T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:49:42.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SMc1KGjwp9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/SCSIlHMI3rI/s1600-h/IMG_1609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244218738771797970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SMc1KGjwp9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/SCSIlHMI3rI/s400/IMG_1609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another challenge was issued by preservingthemoments.  It was to do a layout about yourself.  This is very hard for me.  I have much more fun doing layouts on my family....but I cannot turn down a challenge.  Especially when quietobservations and tomkatscratch graciously offered to do one for me, about me.  BOY!  that was scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4235784967847730395?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4235784967847730395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4235784967847730395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4235784967847730395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4235784967847730395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/09/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SMc1KGjwp9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/SCSIlHMI3rI/s72-c/IMG_1609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4385056430481531692</id><published>2008-09-05T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:05:09.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Frustrations</title><content type='html'>You ever have a friend who brags about this great place to eat (mainly Shogun).  They continually tell you "Oh yes, we will call the next time we go".  Well then you learn (several times on the sly) that your friend is continually going without informing you or better yet calls when they (quietobservations-by-michelle and tomkatscratch) are at the restaurant at lunch time on a Friday just to rub it in that they did not call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  It's on, you better believe IT IS ON!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4385056430481531692?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4385056430481531692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4385056430481531692' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4385056430481531692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4385056430481531692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunch-frustrations.html' title='Lunch Frustrations'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-6198307495501020513</id><published>2008-09-01T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:37:23.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I said goodbye today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLxC0r8eEsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sz9FHnzUQg4/s1600-h/09-01-2008+02;24;01PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241137539269399234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLxC0r8eEsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sz9FHnzUQg4/s400/09-01-2008+02%3B24%3B01PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye today to a member of our family.  Blackjack was bought for K when she was two or three.  She officially named him William Blackjack because she wanted him named after her daddy.   Blackjack would have been 15/16 in October, but he just could not make it.  I had to make the decision today.  It was not easy...but I hope on this labor day I can remember it as a Labor of Love.  It was one of the hardest things I ever did, but I loved him too much too  let him suffer any longer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note the picture above was take because Blackjack was so ornery.  He had laid his head on a book I was reading called Redeeming Love.  We all laughed because Blackjack had very few redeeming qualities and love was not one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-6198307495501020513?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6198307495501020513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=6198307495501020513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6198307495501020513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6198307495501020513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-said-goodbye-today.html' title='I said goodbye today'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLxC0r8eEsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sz9FHnzUQg4/s72-c/09-01-2008+02%3B24%3B01PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4676152422905202171</id><published>2008-08-28T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:32:17.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple of His Eye</title><content type='html'>I am doing a Beth Moore bible study with two of my friends www.quietobservations-by-michelle.blogspot.com and www.going-goofy.blogspot.com. Stepping up is a Bible study on the Psalms of Ascent. One thing that really stuck with me on this particular week was Beth referred us to Zechariah 2:8(NIV) For this is what the Lord Almighty says: After he has honored me and has sent me against the nations that plundered you -- for whoever touches you touches the apple of His eye. Beth went on to ask the questions: When you feel attacked, how convinced are you that God is taking it personally and that you can trust Him to handle it as you seek and submit to Him? &lt;br /&gt;What position do you tend to picture God taking with you? Is He against you? Does He just tolerate you? or God is for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what we all know with our heads that we have been taught God is for me, but do you really feel this way when you go about your day? When someone does something against you. Do you really feel as though you are the apple of His eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some food for thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4676152422905202171?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4676152422905202171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4676152422905202171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4676152422905202171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4676152422905202171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/apple-of-his-eye.html' title='Apple of His Eye'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4332790809299643109</id><published>2008-08-25T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:10:38.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge Time Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLNlSIDfdWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nkZKsm1vXKs/s1600-h/IMG_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238642153636197730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLNlSIDfdWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nkZKsm1vXKs/s400/IMG_1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not get to go scrapbook Friday night due to illness, but I got the challenge for the next month.  I'm finished!!!!  This one was really different from the others.  At first I did not think I would like it, but I really did after it was finished.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-4332790809299643109?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4332790809299643109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4332790809299643109' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4332790809299643109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4332790809299643109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/challenge-time-again.html' title='Challenge Time Again!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLNlSIDfdWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nkZKsm1vXKs/s72-c/IMG_1600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-447608534054662187</id><published>2008-08-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:21:09.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLGlPwRMFdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Zg7yPYHuLJI/s1600-h/IMG_1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238149531682215378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLGlPwRMFdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Zg7yPYHuLJI/s400/IMG_1249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Zoe.  I rescued Zoe three years ago in November.  I found her  on I-565.  Someone had thrown her out.  She was pitiful!  I talked my nephew (Dustin) into going back with me to help me get her.  I immediately took her to the vet's.  She has had two hip surgeries, which still did not repair all of the damage.  She is so gentle and loving.  While she loves the kids.  She is very afraid of adults.  J gave her the nickname "bonehead"  and she is indeed HIS "bonehead"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLGlQQFZ7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/z_ycjOflFEc/s1600-h/IMG_1250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238149540222725618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLGlQQFZ7fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/z_ycjOflFEc/s400/IMG_1250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Lady.  She is indeed one of the best dogs I have ever had.  So kind and gentle in temperament, but gets her feelings hurt very easily.  Lady was rescued from the pound 11 years ago.  She has been a wonderful dog.  &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/563174576840826831-447608534054662187?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/447608534054662187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=447608534054662187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/447608534054662187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/447608534054662187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-girls.html' title='My Girls'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SLGlPwRMFdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Zg7yPYHuLJI/s72-c/IMG_1249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7710153847990717954</id><published>2008-08-20T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:53:56.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Gum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKyRb1_KnFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8ChXtikmZpE/s1600-h/IMG_1341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236720374259555410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKyRb1_KnFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8ChXtikmZpE/s400/IMG_1341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who remembers blowing bubbles with bubble gum? I do......but.....do you remember what happens when the bubble pops? Lil Loveday had just gotten through with her basketball game and one of the parents gave them all bubble gum. Well.....she has gotten very good at blowing bubbles but look what I found when I opened the car door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKyRcfvs6SI/AAAAAAAAAEY/idLejcW1BCM/s1600-h/IMG_1337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236720385468983586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKyRcfvs6SI/AAAAAAAAAEY/idLejcW1BCM/s400/IMG_1337.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/563174576840826831-7710153847990717954?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7710153847990717954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7710153847990717954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7710153847990717954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7710153847990717954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/bubble-gum.html' title='Bubble Gum'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKyRb1_KnFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8ChXtikmZpE/s72-c/IMG_1341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7778408811869928159</id><published>2008-08-18T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T04:49:57.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKlhCVBwPUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gBim_1TZh8k/s1600-h/IMG_1575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235822734427045186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKlhCVBwPUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gBim_1TZh8k/s400/IMG_1575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Loveday got to have a pool party on Saturday.  She had four friends over and had a good time.  The water was very cool.  I guess you could call it a semi-pool party.  Some time in the pool most time out.  Mrs. L and I got in the pool for a very few minutes, she was braver than I.  It was VERRRY COOOLLLLDDD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-7778408811869928159?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7778408811869928159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7778408811869928159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7778408811869928159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7778408811869928159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/pool-party.html' title='Pool Party'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKlhCVBwPUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gBim_1TZh8k/s72-c/IMG_1575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-3387436460708768395</id><published>2008-08-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:49:22.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKhjzEMhoJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hWnYzXWs4FA/s1600-h/IMG_1594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235544295768957074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKhjzEMhoJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hWnYzXWs4FA/s400/IMG_1594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY!  I finished it.  This is a little party book I put together for K's 17th birthday.  It has been laying around waiting for me to put ribbons on the rings.  I enjoyed doing this little book because it was simple and fast.  On the inside are pictures of the family and K's friend A out at Logan's for her birthday dinner.  Too bad there is only four months until her 18th birthday.  Maybe I should start now on that one.  What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-3387436460708768395?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3387436460708768395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=3387436460708768395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3387436460708768395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/3387436460708768395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-book.html' title='Birthday Book'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKhjzEMhoJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hWnYzXWs4FA/s72-c/IMG_1594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1136726749567769656</id><published>2008-08-14T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:17:35.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MaMa Mullis at the Olive Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKSuWrXgM7I/AAAAAAAAADw/fjTyrGcQDes/s1600-h/0730081344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234500371533018034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKSuWrXgM7I/AAAAAAAAADw/fjTyrGcQDes/s400/0730081344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spent the last week in July in Charlotte, North Carolina visiting with my grandmother.  We took her to the Olive Garden or the "Italian Garden" as she calls it.  She turned 95 on July 3rd.  I hope I am as sharp as she is at 95.  I Love you MaMa.   Bev-- &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/563174576840826831-1136726749567769656?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1136726749567769656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1136726749567769656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1136726749567769656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1136726749567769656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/mama-mullis-at-olive-garden.html' title='MaMa Mullis at the Olive Garden'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKSuWrXgM7I/AAAAAAAAADw/fjTyrGcQDes/s72-c/0730081344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1325541661350068803</id><published>2008-08-13T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:00:44.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betsy -  This one's for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKNXsHgm48I/AAAAAAAAADo/DZM09Vb0pkc/s1600-h/IMG_1559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234123607376323522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKNXsHgm48I/AAAAAAAAADo/DZM09Vb0pkc/s400/IMG_1559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This post is for my cousin "Lillie Bet". This is J swimming in our BLUE  pool. FYI!!&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/563174576840826831-1325541661350068803?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1325541661350068803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1325541661350068803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1325541661350068803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1325541661350068803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/betsy-this-ones-for-you.html' title='Betsy -  This one&apos;s for you'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKNXsHgm48I/AAAAAAAAADo/DZM09Vb0pkc/s72-c/IMG_1559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7765529325273430454</id><published>2008-08-13T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:47:20.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What We Got</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKNVtRxjKsI/AAAAAAAAADg/pjsy1O5Kw1k/s1600-h/IMG_1555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234121428288350914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKNVtRxjKsI/AAAAAAAAADg/pjsy1O5Kw1k/s400/IMG_1555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what we got!   You will see "Lil Loveday" and J in the pool  after work and school.  My picture is not that great because I am standing in the sun.  The kids having been after us  since we built the house to get another pool like we had at the other house.  Well, we finally did it. &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/563174576840826831-7765529325273430454?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7765529325273430454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7765529325273430454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7765529325273430454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7765529325273430454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/guess-what-we-got.html' title='Guess What We Got'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKNVtRxjKsI/AAAAAAAAADg/pjsy1O5Kw1k/s72-c/IMG_1555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-1949573412730130801</id><published>2008-08-11T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:15:50.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Globetrotters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKC8xl0RpLI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ytp_z99jFjw/s1600-h/IMG_1546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233390327155500210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKC8xl0RpLI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ytp_z99jFjw/s400/IMG_1546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, a monthly challenge from the "queen of scrap" Mrs. Whitney (&lt;a href="http://www.preservingthemoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.preservingthemoments.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;). I think she was expecting something more 4th of July....but...I chose to do my red, white and blue stars on Lil Loveday at her first Globetrotters game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to get to go to the globetrotters game with my Aunt Lavon and my cousins Duane and Michael. I always had such a wonderful time. It was so funny. I'm glad that Lil Loveday is enjoying some of the same things that I enjoyed.&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/563174576840826831-1949573412730130801?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1949573412730130801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=1949573412730130801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1949573412730130801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/1949573412730130801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/globetrotters.html' title='Globetrotters'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SKC8xl0RpLI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ytp_z99jFjw/s72-c/IMG_1546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4286379757482471377</id><published>2008-08-09T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T08:58:36.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SENIOR YEAR 09'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SJ2-ENNdIKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iOWvXJ03n6c/s1600-h/IMG_1539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232547321549234338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SJ2-ENNdIKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iOWvXJ03n6c/s400/IMG_1539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, here we are the first day of her senior year.  She is so excited to be a senior!  Her mom not so much.  I'm excited to maybe have the moodiness calm down (so far this has not happened).  Anyway, this picture was as she came home on her first day (her mood would not let me take it in the morning).  Oh well, at least I have one picture of the first day (and she is smiling).&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/563174576840826831-4286379757482471377?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4286379757482471377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4286379757482471377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4286379757482471377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4286379757482471377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/senior-year-09.html' title='SENIOR YEAR 09&apos;'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SJ2-ENNdIKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iOWvXJ03n6c/s72-c/IMG_1539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-5328346683138942344</id><published>2008-07-24T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:30:45.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Scrapbook Challenge - You didn't have a care</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SIkrg5sa1RI/AAAAAAAAADI/g5Bw7_Yb2T4/s1600-h/IMG_1536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226756686783108370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SIkrg5sa1RI/AAAAAAAAADI/g5Bw7_Yb2T4/s400/IMG_1536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay I know this may be hard to read but the layout is Remember When....  You didn't have a care.  Whitney "the scrappin queen" from down the street.  Gives us a monthly challenge every month.  We have to produce a layout using a kit we buy from her for five dollars.  We don't have to use everything, just some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to scrap about remembering back when you didn't have a care and the littlest things made you soooo happy.  I used pictures from when I was four or five years old.  Any way, Mrs. Whitney here you go, put me in the drawing.  Maybe I will win this time (hint, hint).  I haven't yet.  Oh! well....I'm just rambling.&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/563174576840826831-5328346683138942344?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5328346683138942344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=5328346683138942344' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5328346683138942344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/5328346683138942344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/07/monthly-scrapbook-challenge-you-didnt.html' title='Monthly Scrapbook Challenge - You didn&apos;t have a care'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SIkrg5sa1RI/AAAAAAAAADI/g5Bw7_Yb2T4/s72-c/IMG_1536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-469675796154749265</id><published>2008-07-23T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:35:42.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Ago TODAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SIfcSIm0KnI/AAAAAAAAADA/a-qkQ8ZS8b8/s1600-h/07-23-2008+06;40;23PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226388096692791922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SIfcSIm0KnI/AAAAAAAAADA/a-qkQ8ZS8b8/s400/07-23-2008+06%3B40%3B23PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two years ago today, I had just come back from the beach. When I received a phone call early on June 23 stating that my nephew had been killed. You really do not know how to react and I can remember asking Kim to repeat what she was saying to me I just could not grasp the concept of "Dustin did not make it". What was that suppose to mean? When it finally sunk in I remember asking where his mother (my sister) was. Anyway, all of this to say that this day will live in my mine forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister has said "I hope you want forget him". How could she even say that. Dustin, my nephew! My husband and I when we did not have children would spend Christmas eve with my sister's family and help put Santa together and be there when her kids woke up. She always shared her kids with me and for that I am so thankful. How do you forget someone who you love - you don't...but I realized in talking to other people who have lost children that is a real fear. It just does not seem like the world should go on. Your whole world has changed, so should everyone's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well you can see his picture in the earlier post. But, today two years ago is when he left without us getting to say "Good Bye" Love you Dustin,&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-469675796154749265?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/469675796154749265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=469675796154749265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/469675796154749265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/469675796154749265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-years-ago-today.html' title='Two Years Ago TODAY!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SIfcSIm0KnI/AAAAAAAAADA/a-qkQ8ZS8b8/s72-c/07-23-2008+06%3B40%3B23PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-9108146922408964787</id><published>2008-06-11T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:52:09.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dustin - I Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SFBju6jIeDI/AAAAAAAAACg/GIsrpA3bR3k/s1600-h/06-11-2008+06;40;19PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210774426509408306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SFBju6jIeDI/AAAAAAAAACg/GIsrpA3bR3k/s400/06-11-2008+06%3B40%3B19PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday (June 10) was my nephew's 25th birthday. Boy! What I would have given to call him and tell him "Happy Birthday". Since, that was impossible I decided to blog about him. He was "Bubba", Bo, Big D..but most of all he was loved. I still have trouble catching my breath when I think of him at night being gone, but I do have this assurance that one day I will see him in Heaven. Dustin had become a Christian right after the birth of his only child. My daughter Lil Loveday. See, I will always be connected not only through blood that he was my nephew, but by the fact that he gave me something I could not give myself another child. What a gift! I love you Bo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Bev--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend of mine (MS) had me listen to a song that she wanted to send to a friend of hers when she was going through a difficult time. Little did she know it was just the song I needed to help me. I have borrowed her CD and I listen to it over and over. It was written and sung by Babbie Mason. Here are the words:&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;TRUST HIS HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All things work for our good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though sometimes we don't see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how they could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Struggles that break our hearts in two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes blind us to the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Father knows what's best for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His ways are not our own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when your pathway grows dim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you just don't see Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, you're never alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is too wise to be mistaken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is too good to be unkind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when you don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you don't see His plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you can't trace His hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust His Heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sees the Master plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he holds our future in His hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So don't live as those who have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All our hope is found in Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We see the present clearly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But He sees the first and the last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like a tapestry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's weaving you and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To someday be just like Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is too wise to be mistaken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is too good to be unkind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when you don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you don't see His plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you can't trace His hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust His heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He alone is faithful and true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He alone knows what is best for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you don't see His plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you can't trace His hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust His heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-9108146922408964787?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/9108146922408964787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=9108146922408964787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9108146922408964787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/9108146922408964787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/dustin-i-miss-you.html' title='Dustin - I Miss You'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SFBju6jIeDI/AAAAAAAAACg/GIsrpA3bR3k/s72-c/06-11-2008+06%3B40%3B19PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-4786662447245918056</id><published>2008-05-07T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:09:28.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Kelley's Clipboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SCJgYMAPRSI/AAAAAAAAACY/yX4gIs1T_zA/s1600-h/IMG_1490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197822888594326818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SCJgYMAPRSI/AAAAAAAAACY/yX4gIs1T_zA/s400/IMG_1490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teacher's Appreciation Week is this week and I made this clip board for Ashton's teacher.  I was really happy with the way it turned out (thanks Whitney).  I just wanted to share it.&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/563174576840826831-4786662447245918056?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4786662447245918056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=4786662447245918056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4786662447245918056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/4786662447245918056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/mrs-kelleys-clipboard.html' title='Mrs. Kelley&apos;s Clipboard'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SCJgYMAPRSI/AAAAAAAAACY/yX4gIs1T_zA/s72-c/IMG_1490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-7577881805173289500</id><published>2008-05-02T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:52:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SBuoNXEit8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/C3cAasz4m7c/s1600-h/05-02-2008+06;43;02PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195931542586832834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SBuoNXEit8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/C3cAasz4m7c/s400/05-02-2008+06%3B43%3B02PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been to Charlotte to visit with my grandmother.  She will be 95 on July 3rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is really doing well for her age.  I can see every time I go, she looks a little older&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a little more feeble.  Her mind has always been great.  Crossword puzzles and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;cards &lt;/span&gt; were her big items when her eyesight was better.  It was good to see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my girls will go back for a week (first week in June).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-7577881805173289500?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7577881805173289500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=7577881805173289500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7577881805173289500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/7577881805173289500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-grandmother.html' title='My Grandmother'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SBuoNXEit8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/C3cAasz4m7c/s72-c/05-02-2008+06%3B43%3B02PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-8737408544285978939</id><published>2008-04-21T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:08:28.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasured Time With Leslie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SA0eP3914CI/AAAAAAAAACI/hEAp-j_7tK8/s1600-h/IMG_1392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191839203498254370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SA0eP3914CI/AAAAAAAAACI/hEAp-j_7tK8/s400/IMG_1392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This scrapbook layout says it all.  I miss you Leslie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/563174576840826831-8737408544285978939?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8737408544285978939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=8737408544285978939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8737408544285978939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/8737408544285978939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/treasured-time-with-leslie.html' title='Treasured Time With Leslie'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SA0eP3914CI/AAAAAAAAACI/hEAp-j_7tK8/s72-c/IMG_1392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563174576840826831.post-6274529748611612661</id><published>2008-04-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:09:49.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night Is Over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SADekyHZvvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jRMKxgoNVv0/s1600-h/DSC00167_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188391494240288498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SADekyHZvvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jRMKxgoNVv0/s400/DSC00167_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SADdRiHZvuI/AAAAAAAAABs/_K53JHyOTGI/s1600-h/DSC00163_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188390064016178914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SADdRiHZvuI/AAAAAAAAABs/_K53JHyOTGI/s400/DSC00163_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonderful night and she had a wonderful time. She looked BEAUTIFUL. We sat in the beauty salon for three hours for hair. She had 20 minutes to do makeup and get her dress on. Doesn't her makeup look great...but unfortunately for mom - not many pictures no time, friends arrived before she was dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/563174576840826831-6274529748611612661?l=lovedaysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6274529748611612661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=563174576840826831&amp;postID=6274529748611612661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6274529748611612661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/563174576840826831/posts/default/6274529748611612661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedaysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/prom-night-is-over.html' title='Prom Night Is Over!'/><author><name>Loveday's Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242934789703427681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwaZa33P5A/SADekyHZvvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jRMKxgoNVv0/s72-c/DSC00167_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
