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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8086176818582802312</id><published>2011-11-08T10:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T10:14:45.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Older...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4554jNNNo8g/TrlHPcGF2ZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ekHT4WV99ys/s1600/cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4554jNNNo8g/TrlHPcGF2ZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ekHT4WV99ys/s400/cartoon.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672643536215202194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't read it, click on the image.  It should open it up for you...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYv7vBntfac/TrlHB2Dj7fI/AAAAAAAAA34/CwmQ4J8y9Hc/s1600/cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8086176818582802312?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8086176818582802312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8086176818582802312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8086176818582802312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8086176818582802312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/11/getting-older.html' title='Getting Older...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4554jNNNo8g/TrlHPcGF2ZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ekHT4WV99ys/s72-c/cartoon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-679609940522165740</id><published>2011-10-23T20:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T20:25:47.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Even in the Midst of This Trying Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VHlQ6sBEO9A?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is going through a tough time...this song is my prayer. I want to praise Him in the good times and in the bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-679609940522165740?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/679609940522165740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=679609940522165740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/679609940522165740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/679609940522165740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/10/casting-crowns-praise-you-in-this-storm.html' title='Even in the Midst of This Trying Time...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VHlQ6sBEO9A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2507477649921686156</id><published>2011-09-19T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:40:43.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Monks Singing Halleluia</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZCFCeJTEzNU?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this before, but someone recently sent it to me again.  I had to share it.&lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining version!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2507477649921686156?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2507477649921686156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2507477649921686156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2507477649921686156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2507477649921686156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/09/silent-monks-singing-halleluia.html' title='Silent Monks Singing Halleluia'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZCFCeJTEzNU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6127673910170801586</id><published>2011-09-07T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:46:43.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Vs. Boys - Tim Hawkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xO-QXw4PJ6g?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the mom of boys...I'd love to hear the perspective of moms of girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6127673910170801586?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6127673910170801586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6127673910170801586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6127673910170801586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6127673910170801586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/09/girls-vs-boys-tim-hawkins.html' title='Girls Vs. Boys - Tim Hawkins'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xO-QXw4PJ6g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8975414109137136357</id><published>2011-08-30T21:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T21:48:22.049-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Courageous'/><title type='text'>The Courageous Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.courageousthemovie.com/videos-castingcrowns#.Tl2ScDGiKUM.blogger"&gt;W&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.courageousthemovie.com/videos-castingcrowns#.Tl2ScDGiKUM.blogger"&gt;atch the Casting Crowns Courageous Music Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie comes out Sept. 30th.  Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8975414109137136357?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8975414109137136357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8975414109137136357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8975414109137136357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8975414109137136357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/08/watch-casting-crowns-courageous-music.html' title='The Courageous 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bananas'/><title type='text'>Pass the Bananas!</title><content type='html'>Someone recently sent this article to me.  If anyone has any more ideas to add, feel free to comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After reading this, you'll never look at a banana in the same way again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580503"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:639.75pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="853"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:635.25pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="847"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:624.75pt;background:#DFB546;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="833"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:614.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="819"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:603.75pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="805"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:593.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="791"&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580525"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt;Bananas  contain three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined  with fiber. A banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost  of energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580525"&gt;Research  has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a strenuous  90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the number one fruit with the  world's leading athletes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580525"&gt;But energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; &lt;b&gt;It  can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and  conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;img id="ecxMA2.1313065842" src="http://65.55.39.71/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=f20564f9-083b-4dac-abe5-9e31ae825be6&amp;amp;attindex=1&amp;amp;cp=-1&amp;amp;attdepth=1&amp;amp;imgsrc=cid%3a093350815%4011082011-371B&amp;amp;shared=1&amp;amp;hm__login=jj_4him&amp;amp;hm__domain=hotmail.com&amp;amp;ip=10.12.242.8&amp;amp;d=d3981&amp;amp;mf=0&amp;amp;hm__ts=Sun%2c%2014%20Aug%202011%2000%3a16%3a46%20GMT&amp;amp;st=jj_4him&amp;amp;hm__ha=01_2f9fad8871badba753171f78da354e7c5a12f98903187973deb0d9d4076e4511&amp;amp;oneredir=1" alt="cid:004801cc0db1$f8a44770$778B417F@mikeyPC" height="278" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:639.75pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="853"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:635.25pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="847"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:624.75pt;background:#DFB546;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="833"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:614.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="819"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:603.75pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="805"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:593.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="791"&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580581"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;Depression:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; According  to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people suffering from  depression, many felt much better after eating a banana. This is because  bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts  into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally  make you feel happier. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anemia :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Pressure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; This  unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt,  making it perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and  Drug Administration has just allowed the banana industry to make  official claims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood  pressure and stroke.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;img id="ecxMA3.1313065842" src="http://65.55.39.71/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=f20564f9-083b-4dac-abe5-9e31ae825be6&amp;amp;attindex=2&amp;amp;cp=-1&amp;amp;attdepth=2&amp;amp;imgsrc=cid%3a093350815%4011082011-3722&amp;amp;shared=1&amp;amp;hm__login=jj_4him&amp;amp;hm__domain=hotmail.com&amp;amp;ip=10.12.242.8&amp;amp;d=d3981&amp;amp;mf=0&amp;amp;hm__ts=Sun%2c%2014%20Aug%202011%2000%3a16%3a46%20GMT&amp;amp;st=jj_4him&amp;amp;hm__ha=01_4820915c37391596d16d8b319bcedff4a6051d14bd0c6034314c763c19d63c9b&amp;amp;oneredir=1" alt="cid:004901cc0db1$f8a44770$778B417F@mikeyPC" height="208" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:639.75pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="853"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:635.25pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="847"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:624.75pt;background:#DFB546;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="833"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:614.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="819"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:603.75pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="805"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:593.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="791"&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580653"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt;Brain Power:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; 200  students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school (  England  ) were helped  through their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and  lunch in a bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the  potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constipation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; High  in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel  action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangovers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; One  of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a banana  milkshake, sweetened with honey.. The banana calms the stomach and, with  the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the  milk soothes and re-hydrates your system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartburn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580695"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:639.75pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="853"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:635.25pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="847"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:624.75pt;background:#DFB546;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="833"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:614.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="819"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:603.75pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="805"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:593.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="791"&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580717"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;Morning Sickness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito bites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Before  reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with  the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at  reducing swelling and irritation. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;img id="ecxMA4.1313065842" src="http://65.55.39.71/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=f20564f9-083b-4dac-abe5-9e31ae825be6&amp;amp;attindex=3&amp;amp;cp=-1&amp;amp;attdepth=3&amp;amp;imgsrc=cid%3a093350815%4011082011-3729&amp;amp;shared=1&amp;amp;hm__login=jj_4him&amp;amp;hm__domain=hotmail.com&amp;amp;ip=10.12.242.8&amp;amp;d=d3981&amp;amp;mf=0&amp;amp;hm__ts=Sun%2c%2014%20Aug%202011%2000%3a16%3a46%20GMT&amp;amp;st=jj_4him&amp;amp;hm__ha=01_92dde8c689b5f7d84b7d653de5e4aa2d2ea86e47632791e6049ff7fd22696719&amp;amp;oneredir=1" alt="cid:004a01cc0db1$f8a44770$778B417F@mikeyPC" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:639.75pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="853"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:635.25pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="847"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:624.75pt;background:#DFB546;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="833"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:614.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="819"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:603.75pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="805"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:593.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="791"&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580783"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;Overweight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; and  at work? Studies at the  Institute  of Psychology  in  Austria  found  pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and  chips. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most  obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded  that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our  blood sugar levels by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two  hours to keep levels steady. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt;The  banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because  of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can  be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes  over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the  stomach. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature control:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Many  other cultures see bananas as a 'cooling' fruit that can lower both the  physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. InThailand ,  for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensure their baby is born  with a cool temperature.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580823"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:639.75pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="853"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:635.25pt;padding:0in 0in 0in 0in" valign="top" width="847"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:624.75pt;background:#DFB546;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="833"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:614.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="819"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:603.75pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="805"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:593.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt" valign="top" width="791"&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580845"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt;Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood Enhancer tryptophan. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking &amp;amp;Tobacco Use:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Bananas  can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they  contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the  body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Potassium  is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen  to the brain and regulates your body's water balance... When we are  stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium  levels. These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana  snack. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strokes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; According  to research in The New England Journal of Medicine, eating bananas as  part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much  as 40%! &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;color:black"&gt; Those  keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart,  take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow  side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or surgical  tape!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580897"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; color: black;"&gt;So,  a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it  to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate,  three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice  the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is  one of the best value foods around So maybe it's time to change that  well-known phrase so that we say, 'A banana a day keeps the doctor  away!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580897"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="text-align:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;span class="ecxyiv1901134998yui32041312503051580905"&gt;PS:  Bananas must be the reason monkeys are so happy all the time! I will  add one here; want a quick shine on our shoes?? Take the INSIDE of the  banana skin, and rub directly on the shoe...polish with dry cloth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';color:black"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-5461163931836570312?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5461163931836570312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5461163931836570312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5461163931836570312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5461163931836570312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/08/pass-bananas.html' title='Pass the Bananas!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6580701651245468852</id><published>2011-08-04T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T19:21:33.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Hawkins in Short Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/39-oy5QKYTI?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man's humor is somewhat warped...but hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6580701651245468852?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6580701651245468852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6580701651245468852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6580701651245468852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6580701651245468852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/08/tim-hawkins-in-short-songs.html' title='Tim Hawkins in Short Songs'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/39-oy5QKYTI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1428867591519399019</id><published>2011-07-30T12:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:10:11.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim hawkins'/><title type='text'>A Little Humor for This Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BleedO6Do4g/TjQs1jyx8KI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ZvZlw4Yu3KA/s1600/tim%2Bhawkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BleedO6Do4g/TjQs1jyx8KI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ZvZlw4Yu3KA/s320/tim%2Bhawkins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635178332400251042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never seen Tim Hawkins, take time to check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TnPINGavPP0"&gt;Old Rock Star Songs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1428867591519399019?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1428867591519399019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1428867591519399019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1428867591519399019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1428867591519399019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-humor-for-this-saturday.html' title='A Little Humor for This Saturday'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BleedO6Do4g/TjQs1jyx8KI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ZvZlw4Yu3KA/s72-c/tim%2Bhawkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2992365165671401659</id><published>2011-04-07T21:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:37:37.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Life Lesson</title><content type='html'>I realize that most of my posts on this blog are lighthearted. But this one, though quite serious, I couldn't NOT post. __________________________________________________________________ A worried woman went to her gynecologist and said: "Doctor, I have a serious problem and I need your help! My baby is not even one year old, and I am pregnant again. I don't want kids so close together." So the doctor said: "Okay. And what do you want me to do?" She said, "I want you to end my pregnancy, and I'm counting on your help with this." The doctor thought for a little while, and after some silence he said: "I think I have a better solution to your problem. It's less dangerous for you, too." She smiled, thinking that the doctor was going to accept her request. Then he continued, "You see, in order for you not to have to take care of two babies at the same time, let's kill the one in your arms. This way, you could rest some before the other one is born. If we're going to kill one of them, it doesn't matter which one it is. There would be no risk for your body if you chose the one in your arms." The lady was horrified and said: "No, doctor! How terrible! It's a crime to kill a child!" "I agree," the doctor replied, "but you seemed to be okay with it, so I thought maybe that was the best solution." The doctor smiled, realizing that he had made his point. There's no difference between killing a child that's already been born and one that is still in the womb. The crime is the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2992365165671401659?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2992365165671401659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2992365165671401659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2992365165671401659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2992365165671401659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-lesson.html' title='A Life Lesson'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7316089294867202216</id><published>2011-03-17T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:08:40.226-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maxine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>A Little St. Pat's Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E50hXbJaNes/TYJqJ9wtDTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/2PYs1BapRj0/s1600/st%2Bpatty.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585143207323045170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E50hXbJaNes/TYJqJ9wtDTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/2PYs1BapRj0/s400/st%2Bpatty.bmp" /&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/335063950580231681-7316089294867202216?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7316089294867202216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7316089294867202216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7316089294867202216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7316089294867202216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-st-pats-humor.html' title='A Little St. Pat&apos;s Humor'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E50hXbJaNes/TYJqJ9wtDTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/2PYs1BapRj0/s72-c/st%2Bpatty.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6742071779758538434</id><published>2011-02-06T19:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T19:13:13.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back...!  With a recipe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/TU84-FRy9QI/AAAAAAAAAv4/T8tQA25KBHo/s1600/cat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 444px; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570733903300457730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/TU84-FRy9QI/AAAAAAAAAv4/T8tQA25KBHo/s400/cat.bmp" /&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/335063950580231681-6742071779758538434?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6742071779758538434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6742071779758538434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6742071779758538434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6742071779758538434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back-with-recipe.html' title='I&apos;m Back...!  With a recipe!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/TU84-FRy9QI/AAAAAAAAAv4/T8tQA25KBHo/s72-c/cat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4776375147354941799</id><published>2010-03-17T11:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:38:43.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty wisdom'/><title type='text'>A Midweek Chuckle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/S6D3attDbAI/AAAAAAAAAuc/KBIDlstOU6M/s1600-h/kitty+wisdom+14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/S6D3attDbAI/AAAAAAAAAuc/KBIDlstOU6M/s400/kitty+wisdom+14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449627587435523074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4776375147354941799?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4776375147354941799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4776375147354941799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4776375147354941799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4776375147354941799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2010/03/midweek-chuckle.html' title='A Midweek Chuckle'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/S6D3attDbAI/AAAAAAAAAuc/KBIDlstOU6M/s72-c/kitty+wisdom+14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7351876758410855027</id><published>2010-01-09T14:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:44:57.106-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa kneeling before jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where&apos;s the Line to See Jesus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.portraitartistnc.com/images/santa_kneeling_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 308px;" src="http://www.portraitartistnc.com/images/santa_kneeling_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belated Christmas gift to you, blogging friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an inspiring video, and very well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPViKJRHyZo"&gt;"Where's the Line to See Jesus?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Therefore God also has highly exalted Him and given Him the name which is above every name,  that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those in heaven, and of those on earth, and of those under the earth,  and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Lord, to the glory of God the Father."  &lt;/span&gt;Philippians 2:9-11, NKJV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7351876758410855027?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7351876758410855027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7351876758410855027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7351876758410855027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7351876758410855027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-belated-christmas-gift-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7994187994228744610</id><published>2009-12-25T12:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:51:30.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where&apos;s the Line to See Jesus'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.portraitartistnc.com/images/santa_kneeling_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 236px;" src="http://www.portraitartistnc.com/images/santa_kneeling_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this special video from YouTube.  And have a wonderful, Christ-filled Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPViKJRHyZo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPViKJRHyZo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7994187994228744610?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7994187994228744610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7994187994228744610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7994187994228744610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7994187994228744610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8943574255108647925</id><published>2009-11-20T16:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:15:01.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>Friday Feline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitty wisdom to brighten your Friday!  :o)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SwcGm1t3QcI/AAAAAAAAAtE/ectBOPmeh3s/s1600/kitty.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406297142005809602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SwcGm1t3QcI/AAAAAAAAAtE/ectBOPmeh3s/s400/kitty.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SwcGg8chwrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/H_L6WlL4sZI/s1600/kitty.bmp"&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/335063950580231681-8943574255108647925?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8943574255108647925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8943574255108647925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8943574255108647925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8943574255108647925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-feline.html' title='Friday Feline'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SwcGm1t3QcI/AAAAAAAAAtE/ectBOPmeh3s/s72-c/kitty.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6535356897157775130</id><published>2009-11-14T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:39:25.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby and mary'/><title type='text'>Via E-mail</title><content type='html'>I thought this was toooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Sv8HBdGGhpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/c5l5cC8m3Xk/s1600-h/baby+and+Mary.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 555px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Sv8HBdGGhpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/c5l5cC8m3Xk/s400/baby+and+Mary.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404045799439369874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6535356897157775130?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6535356897157775130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6535356897157775130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6535356897157775130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6535356897157775130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/via-e-mail.html' title='Via E-mail'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Sv8HBdGGhpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/c5l5cC8m3Xk/s72-c/baby+and+Mary.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6801559896538793431</id><published>2009-09-05T14:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:16:48.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swine flu'/><title type='text'>New Employee Policy</title><content type='html'>My boss sent this to everyone in the office.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;New employee policy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you wake up in the morning, and you look like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SqKqkt6ylYI/AAAAAAAAArs/g2PAAuW3X_w/s1600-h/swine+flu+pic.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SqKqkt6ylYI/AAAAAAAAArs/g2PAAuW3X_w/s320/swine+flu+pic.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378048452811986306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't come to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6801559896538793431?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6801559896538793431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6801559896538793431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6801559896538793431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6801559896538793431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-employee-policy.html' title='New Employee Policy'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SqKqkt6ylYI/AAAAAAAAArs/g2PAAuW3X_w/s72-c/swine+flu+pic.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8462392127044340567</id><published>2009-08-04T10:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:57:20.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bob evans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple pie fries'/><title type='text'>Good Eats!</title><content type='html'>I was going to post this on &lt;a href="http://www.journeythoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;, but felt it was more appropriate for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, &lt;a href="http://www.one-pilgrim.blogspot.com/"&gt;hubby&lt;/a&gt; offered to take our family out to dinner.  Never one to turn down such an invitation, I suggested we go to &lt;a href="http://www.bobevans.com/"&gt;Bob Evans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SnhLsfLU4eI/AAAAAAAAAq0/8WXTPOMWKz0/s1600-h/apple+pie+fries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 54px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SnhLsfLU4eI/AAAAAAAAAq0/8WXTPOMWKz0/s200/apple+pie+fries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366122183667278306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we arrived, the sign in the entryway showed all the new appetizers they offer.  We decided to try the apple  pie fries.  Okay, friends.  Apple pie fries are just too yummy!  And what did they put in the little basket?  (I say "little" only because just a few apple pie fries for a family of four is just not right!)  There was a small dish of warm caramel dip in that little basket!  Whew.  Apple pie fries and warm caramel dip...too delish for words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new favorite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8462392127044340567?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8462392127044340567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8462392127044340567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8462392127044340567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8462392127044340567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-eats.html' title='Good Eats!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SnhLsfLU4eI/AAAAAAAAAq0/8WXTPOMWKz0/s72-c/apple+pie+fries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2995220176777562382</id><published>2009-07-21T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:52:15.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Motions'/><title type='text'>One of My Latest Fave Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/christianmusic/1/0/f/c/matthewwest_somethingtosay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 211px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/christianmusic/1/0/f/c/matthewwest_somethingtosay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this YouTube link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaHmiFaX_pk"&gt;The Motions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2995220176777562382?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2995220176777562382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2995220176777562382&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2995220176777562382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2995220176777562382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-my-latest-fave-songs.html' title='One of My Latest Fave Songs'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7911691192296776920</id><published>2009-06-27T16:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:43:14.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pictures to Show Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;My great nephew and great niece.  Aren't they precious????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SkaEEqdf05I/AAAAAAAAApk/mpPUX6mZSOQ/s1600-h/Isaiah+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SkaEEqdf05I/AAAAAAAAApk/mpPUX6mZSOQ/s400/Isaiah+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352110422828766098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SkaDY8SDJHI/AAAAAAAAApM/opS1Fmgvu0g/s1600-h/Elyssa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SkaDY8SDJHI/AAAAAAAAApM/opS1Fmgvu0g/s400/Elyssa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352109671698343026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7911691192296776920?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7911691192296776920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7911691192296776920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7911691192296776920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7911691192296776920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-pictures-to-show-off.html' title='New Pictures to Show Off!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SkaEEqdf05I/AAAAAAAAApk/mpPUX6mZSOQ/s72-c/Isaiah+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3385260210538184701</id><published>2009-06-10T15:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:57:00.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SjAP9pZ93BI/AAAAAAAAAo8/hFzXQJi8S28/s1600-h/kate%27s+drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SjAP9pZ93BI/AAAAAAAAAo8/hFzXQJi8S28/s400/kate%27s+drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345790309449980946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece, Kate, did the pencil drawing (left) from the picture on the right.  Isn't that amazing?  Way to go, Kate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3385260210538184701?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3385260210538184701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3385260210538184701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3385260210538184701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3385260210538184701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SjAP9pZ93BI/AAAAAAAAAo8/hFzXQJi8S28/s72-c/kate%27s+drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3980337044745162387</id><published>2009-05-23T11:41:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:50:23.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless Bragging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a few cute pics of the youngest nephew...and his older siblings!  (Thanks to the permission of my wonderful sister-in-law!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/ShgZlNexTeI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3ulq1OsfAaY/s1600-h/johnandmicah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/ShgZlNexTeI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3ulq1OsfAaY/s200/johnandmicah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339045485312298466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this priceless?  Micah and his daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/ShgaDFkwvPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/YmO-3kNbNdk/s1600-h/rachel%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/ShgaDFkwvPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/YmO-3kNbNdk/s200/rachel%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339045998586019058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big sis, Rachel, got to be in "Beauty and the Beast!"&lt;br /&gt;(Love those curls!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Shgaivq5fMI/AAAAAAAAAoc/hF656Jx50WY/s1600-h/rachel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Shgaivq5fMI/AAAAAAAAAoc/hF656Jx50WY/s200/rachel2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339046542461992130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...Miss Kierstyn also lost a tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Shga5cOnQyI/AAAAAAAAAok/D84WbsB3sMI/s1600-h/kierstyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Shga5cOnQyI/AAAAAAAAAok/D84WbsB3sMI/s200/kierstyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339046932380074786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aren't they beautiful kids???  I can't wait to see them in a couple of weeks!  Many hugs from Aunt Joni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3980337044745162387?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3980337044745162387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3980337044745162387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3980337044745162387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3980337044745162387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/shameless-bragging.html' title='Shameless Bragging'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/ShgZlNexTeI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3ulq1OsfAaY/s72-c/johnandmicah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3516090332258270458</id><published>2009-05-20T15:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:37:11.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old woman hits car'/><title type='text'>If You Haven't Seen This One...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache4.asset-cache.net/xc/urb007.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=A4492FC49A36B385174A47A088069671"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 221px;" src="http://cache4.asset-cache.net/xc/urb007.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=A4492FC49A36B385174A47A088069671" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this in an e-mail, then looked it up on YouTube.  It started out as someone videotaping some boys who were skateboarding.  Then...well, you'll see...  Watch the air bag!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQq_qGHO0D0"&gt;Do Not Hit Her!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***SORRY ABOUT THAT!  The link changed up on me!  Try it again!***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3516090332258270458?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3516090332258270458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3516090332258270458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3516090332258270458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3516090332258270458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-you-havent-seen-this-one.html' title='If You Haven&apos;t Seen This One...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2812101850430370053</id><published>2009-05-04T16:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:47:27.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Modern-Day Parable</title><content type='html'>My oldest son recently posted a piece about abortion on his blog.  I am so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://harrysworld1.blogspot.com/2009/05/horton-and-abortion.html"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2812101850430370053?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2812101850430370053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2812101850430370053&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2812101850430370053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2812101850430370053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/modern-day-parable.html' title='A Modern-Day Parable'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8712970888933583258</id><published>2009-03-23T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:09:31.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Tech Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.guaranteed-issue-health-insurance.com/images/woman_at_computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 261px;" src="http://www.guaranteed-issue-health-insurance.com/images/woman_at_computer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this one in an e-mail.  Very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;INSTALLING A HUSBAND*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tech  support,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0  and&lt;br /&gt;Noticed a distinct slow-down in overall system  performance,&lt;br /&gt;Particularly in the flower and jewelry applications,  which&lt;br /&gt;Operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Husband  1.0 uninstalled many other valuable&lt;br /&gt;Programs, such as Romance 9.5 and  Personal Attention 6.5 and&lt;br /&gt;then installed undesirable programs such as NBA  5.0, NFL 3.0&lt;br /&gt;and Golf Clubs 4.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and  Housecleaning 2.6 simply&lt;br /&gt;crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3  to fix these&lt;br /&gt;Problems, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,  Desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR DESPERATE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First keep in mind, Boyfriend 5.0 is an  Entertainment Package,&lt;br /&gt;while Husband 1.0 is an operating  system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enter command: ithoughtyoulovedme.htm l and try  to&lt;br /&gt;download Tears 6.2 and don't forget to install the Guilt 3.0&lt;br /&gt;update. If  that application works as designed, Husband 1.0&lt;br /&gt;should then automatically run  the applications Jewelry 2.0 and&lt;br /&gt;Flowers 3.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember, overuse of  the above application can cause&lt;br /&gt;Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5,  &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237856608_5"&gt;Happy Hour&lt;/span&gt; 7.0 or&lt;br /&gt;Beer 6.1. Please note that Beer 6.1 is a very bad program  that&lt;br /&gt;will download the Snoring Loudly Beta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT  install Mother-In-Law 1.0 (it runs a&lt;br /&gt;virus in the background that will  eventually seize control of&lt;br /&gt;all your &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237856608_6"&gt;system resources&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also do not  attempt to reinstall Boyfriend 5.0 program. This is&lt;br /&gt;an unsupported  application and Husband 1.0 will cause it to crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, Husband  1.0 is a great program, but it does have&lt;br /&gt;limited memory and cannot learn new  applications quickly. You&lt;br /&gt;might consider buying additional software to  improve memory and&lt;br /&gt;performance. We recommend Cooking 3.0 and Hot Lingerie  7.7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck,&lt;br /&gt;Tech  Support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8712970888933583258?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8712970888933583258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8712970888933583258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8712970888933583258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8712970888933583258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/letter-to-tech-support.html' title='Letter to Tech Support'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6252402625632582303</id><published>2009-03-11T09:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:36:41.625-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherly advice'/><title type='text'>Bathtub Meditations</title><content type='html'>As I was hurriedly getting ready to get out the door this morning, I spent a few minutes in the tub (very few!) pondering some things.  I'd like to share a little of that with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was realizing that, as age continues to creep up on me, I have the biblical mandate from God to share some of what I've learned with women younger than myself.  That's a daunting task, as I often feel I haven't learned much.  Please feel free to click on my "comments" below and add some of your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Sbe9nNzhIbI/AAAAAAAAAmk/bp3ycXdjHjo/s1600-h/motherly+advice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Sbe9nNzhIbI/AAAAAAAAAmk/bp3ycXdjHjo/s200/motherly+advice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311922766925078962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Most important of all...enjoy them while they're young.  It sounds very cliche', but it's true:  they grow up too fast.  I now have a teenager.  When did that happen?  It seems that just yesterday he was a little tow-headed toddler, following me around the house, and incessantly quoting Veggie Tales videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Potty training does not last forever!  Really!  It seems like an eternity when you're laundering another pair of messy underpants.  But seriously, it does not last "to infinity, and beyond."  As someone wiser than myself once said:  on college applications, they do not ask what age the student was when they were potty trained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~It's okay that you don't know all the answers to every question.  What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shower them with love.  Don't spoil them, but shower them with love.  There's a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~As much as you love them and long for a close relationship, your object is not to be their best friend.  You are their PARENT.  That is the role God gave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Along that same line, boundaries are tough to enforce, but are absolutely necessary.  Stick to your guns, mom.  Someday, they will actually appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Save special things.  I have a file for each of my boys, with all sorts of special keepsakes.  Funny pictures, special things they've written (even things written for punishment--quite humorous at times!), grade cards...  Of course, we can't save everything.  But certain things are definitely "keepers".   One day, you can hand those over to them.  They will cherish those items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Show your love for Christ by example.  It's a fact of life that little ones are going to interrupt your quiet times with God, unless you are up in the wee hours of the night (and sometimes even then!).    But you know what?  Even when they interrupt that time, they are seeing your example.  They know that Mommy is spending time with God, even when they are begging for a drink or another pbj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Enjoy a good bubble bath now and then.  It's a sanity saver!  (Or a good caramel macchiato, or whatever is a good getaway for you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Listen to advice from older moms.  Some of it, you'll use.  Some of it, you can set aside for later.  Some of it, you'll simply discard in the recycle bin of your mind.  But listen to it all.  Even the most overbearing advice-givers can give you gems of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this post...I look forward to what others will add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/cm/goodhousekeeping/images/BR/motherly-advice-de.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/cm/goodhousekeeping/images/BR/motherly-advice-de.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6252402625632582303?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6252402625632582303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6252402625632582303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6252402625632582303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6252402625632582303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/bathtub-meditations.html' title='Bathtub Meditations'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Sbe9nNzhIbI/AAAAAAAAAmk/bp3ycXdjHjo/s72-c/motherly+advice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1568526894328494349</id><published>2009-03-04T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:52:39.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Judas Asparagus</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if a child did this, or some wisecracking adult.  Either way, it's quite humorous!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;A child was asked to write a book report on the entire Bible. I wonder how often we take for granted that children understand what we are teaching???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the eyes of a child:  The  Children's Bible in a Nutshell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, which occurred  near the start, there was nothing but God,&lt;br /&gt;darkness, and some gas.   The Bible says, 'The Lord thy God is one, but I&lt;br /&gt;think He must be a lot  older than that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God said, 'Give me a light!' and someone did.&lt;br /&gt;Then God made the world.&lt;br /&gt;He split the Adam and made Eve.   &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236217376_0"&gt;Adam and Eve&lt;/span&gt; were naked, but they weren't&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed because mirrors  hadn't been invented yet.&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Eve disobeyed God by eating  one bad apple, so they were driven&lt;br /&gt;from the Garden of Eden.....Not sure  what they were driven in though,&lt;br /&gt;because they didn't have cars.&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Eve had a son, Cain, who hated his brother as long as he was  Abel.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon all of the early people died off, except for  &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236217376_1"&gt;Methuselah&lt;/span&gt;, who&lt;br /&gt;lived to be like a million or something.&lt;br /&gt;One of  the next important people was Noah, who was a good guy, but one of&lt;br /&gt;his  kids was kind of a Ham.  Noah built a large boat and put his family  and&lt;br /&gt;some animals on it. He asked some other people to join him, but they  said&lt;br /&gt;they would have to take a rain check.&lt;br /&gt;After Noah came  Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.  Jacob was more famous than his&lt;br /&gt;brother,  Esau, because Esau sold Jacob his birthmark in exchange for some&lt;br /&gt;pot  roast.  Jacob had a son named Joseph who wore a really loud sports coat.&lt;br /&gt;Another important Bible guy is Moses, whose real name was &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236217376_2"&gt;Charlton  Heston&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Moses led the Israel Lights out of  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and away from the evil  Pharaoh&lt;br /&gt;after God sent &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236217376_3"&gt;ten plagues&lt;/span&gt; on Pharaoh's people.  These  plagues included&lt;br /&gt;frogs, mice, lice, bowels, and no cable.&lt;br /&gt;God fed the Israel Lights every day with manicotti.  Then he gave them  His&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Commandments. These include: don't lie, cheat, smoke, dance,  or&lt;br /&gt;covet your neighbor's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, I just thought of one  more: Humor thy father and thy mother.&lt;br /&gt;One of Moses' best helpers was  Joshua who was the first Bible guy to use&lt;br /&gt;spies.  Joshua fought the  battle of Geritol and the fence fell over on the&lt;br /&gt;town.&lt;br /&gt;After Joshua came David.  He got to be king by killing a giant with  a&lt;br /&gt;slingshot.  He had a son named Solomon who had about 300 wives  and 500&lt;br /&gt;porcupines.  My teacher says he was wise, but that doesn't  sound very wise&lt;br /&gt;to me.&lt;br /&gt;After Solomon there were a bunch of major  league prophets.  One of these was&lt;br /&gt;Jonah, who was swallowed by a  big whale and then barfed up on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;There were also  some minor league prophets, but I guess we don't have to&lt;br /&gt;worry about  them.&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236217376_4"&gt;Old Testament&lt;/span&gt; came the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236217376_5"&gt;New Testament&lt;/span&gt;.  Jesus is  the star of The&lt;br /&gt;New.  He was born  in  Bethlehem  in a barn.  (I wish I  had been born in a&lt;br /&gt;barn too, because my mom is always saying to me,  'Close the door! Were you&lt;br /&gt;born in a barn?' It would be nice to say, 'As  a matter of fact, I was.')&lt;br /&gt;During His life, Jesus had many  arguments with sinners like the Pharisees&lt;br /&gt;and the  Democrats.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus also had twelve opossums.&lt;br /&gt;The worst one  was Judas Asparagus.  Judas was so evil that they named a&lt;br /&gt;terrible  vegetable after him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worldcommunitycookbook.org/season/guide/photos/asparagus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.worldcommunitycookbook.org/season/guide/photos/asparagus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jesus was a great man.  He healed many  leopards and even preached to some&lt;br /&gt;Germans on the Mount.But the  Democrats and all those guys put Jesus on trial before &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236217376_6"&gt;Pontius&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;br /&gt;Pilot.  Pilot didn't stick up for Jesus.  He just washed his hands  instead.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Jesus died for our sins, then came back to life  again.  He went up&lt;br /&gt;to Heaven but will be back at the end of the  Aluminum.  His return is&lt;br /&gt;foretold in the book of Revolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1568526894328494349?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1568526894328494349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1568526894328494349&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1568526894328494349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1568526894328494349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/03/judas-asparagus.html' title='Judas Asparagus'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3823058029918932083</id><published>2009-02-25T19:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:48:23.647-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pro-life speech by twelve year old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lia'/><title type='text'>Twelve Year Old Saves a Life!</title><content type='html'>I know I said there would be "lighter" topics on this blog...and there usually are. But I had to post this for all to see. First, the story, then the link to the video. (I first saw the story on www.catholiconline.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.breakingchristiannews.com/images/news/Liaspeaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 122px;" src="http://www.breakingchristiannews.com/images/news/Liaspeaks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235606974_0"&gt;Unborn Child&lt;/span&gt; Saved by 12-Year-Old's Pro-Life Presentation  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="356253418-20022009"&gt;&lt;div class="small" style="padding: 0px 5px 5px;"&gt;By Kathleen Gilbert&lt;br /&gt;2/19/2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="356253418-20022009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="356253418-20022009"&gt;TORONTO (&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://lifesitenews.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235606974_1"&gt;LifeSiteNews.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though 12-year-old Lia's popular pro-life presentation did not win a regional speech competition last night, she and her family are celebrating what they call the "best trophy ever" - the saving of an unborn life, after Lia's words convinced a stranger not to abort her child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video of Lia's 5-minute speech, in which the sprightly and articulate 7th-grader gives a point-by-point argument against abortion, has attracted over 200,000 views on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;font-size:130%;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235606974_2" &gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and a flurry of comments, in addition to increasing news media coverage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="356253418-20022009"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="356253418-20022009"&gt;Despite warnings that her pro-life message would disqualify her from the school competition, Lia's speech impressed both her pro-choice teacher and the school so deeply that she won the contest, despite a controversy that erupted in the judge's panel, which had at first disqualified her. Winning the school wide contest meant she would go on to compete at the regional level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lia's mother told Matt Lockett of the Moral Outcry blog that Lia presented the speech at the regional contest flawlessly, and though many testified to hers being the strongest speech, the family believed she likely lost because she spoke on the topic of abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After learning she had lost the competition, Lia's mother wrote: "Lia wasn't really that upset though, especially when she considered that the only difference between winning the competition and not winning was having a couple extra pictures taken and being given a small trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lia has a much bigger trophy - somebody commented to us on our YouTube account that her aunt watched Lia's video and decided to NOT have an abortion because of it. Yay God! Others have commented that they either never thought of the issue before or were pro-choice - but now they have changed their opinions. So, having a life saved is the best trophy ever!" wrote Lia's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="356253418-20022009"&gt;To view her actual speech, click on this link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/video/?v=2095"&gt;Here's the video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read more on this, go to &lt;a href="http://www.breakingchristiannews.com/articles/display_art.html?ID=6355"&gt;www.breakingchristiannews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3823058029918932083?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3823058029918932083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3823058029918932083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3823058029918932083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3823058029918932083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/twelve-year-old-saves-life.html' title='Twelve Year Old Saves a Life!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8674625520414112165</id><published>2009-02-12T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:56:57.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Owe It To My Mom...</title><content type='html'>One of my sisters e-mailed this to me.  I've seen some of them before, but thought it was worth posting here for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.comment2u.com/img/holidays/mothers-day/thanksmom001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.comment2u.com/img/holidays/mothers-day/thanksmom001.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span id="EC_EC_EC_EC_role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:#0000e0;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;01. TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL                DONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"If                you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished                cleaning." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;02.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;My mother taught me                RELIGION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"You                better pray that will come out of the carpet." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;03.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about TIME                TRAVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"If                you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of                next week!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;04.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me                LOGIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"                Because I said so, that's why." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;05.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me MORE LOGIC                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"If                you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going                to the store with me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;06.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me                FORESIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Make                sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;07.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me                IRONY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Keep                crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;08.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about the                science of OSMOSIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Shut                your mouth and eat your supper." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;09.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about                CONTORTION ISM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Will                you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;10.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about                STAMINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"You'll                sit there until all that spinach is gone." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;11.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about                WEATHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"This                room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;12.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about                HYPOCRISY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"If                I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;13.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me the CIRCLE                OF LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"I                brought you into this world, and I can take you out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;14.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about                BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Stop                acting like your father!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;15.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about                ENVY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"There                are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't                have wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Parents                like you do." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;16.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;My mother taught me about                ANTICIPATION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Just                wait until we get home." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;17.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about                RECEIVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"You                are going to get it when you get home!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;18.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me MEDICAL                SCIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"If                you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck                that way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;19.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me                ESP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Put                your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;20.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me                HUMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"When                that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;21.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me HOW TO                BECOME AN ADULT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"If                you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow                up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;22.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me                GENETICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"You're                just like your father." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;23.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me about my                ROOTS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Shut                that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;24.                &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother taught me                WISDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"When                you get to be my age, you'll understand." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;25.                And my favorite: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother                taught me about JUSTICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#12447b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(18, 68, 123);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"One                day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like                you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8674625520414112165?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8674625520414112165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8674625520414112165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8674625520414112165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8674625520414112165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-owe-it-to-my-mom.html' title='I Owe It To My Mom...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7208571632261354337</id><published>2008-12-27T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:46:45.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It's a ......???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beliefnet.com/imgs/tout/story/NativityManger061121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 242px;" src="http://www.beliefnet.com/imgs/tout/story/NativityManger061121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of first graders decided that for this year's pageant they would produce their very own Christmas program.  They produced their own updated nativity story.  All the major characters were there...Joseph, the shepherds, the angels, the wise men from afar...but where was Mary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the production began, there was heard some moaning and groaning coming from behind the bales of straw...Mary was in labor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first grader doctor with a white coat and black bag was ushered onto the stage and then disappeared with Joseph behind the bales of straw.  After a few moments, the doctor emerged from behind the bales of straw with a jubilant smile on his face and holding a baby in his arms.  With great drama in his presence, he solemnly announced in a loud voice, to the audience:  "It's a GOD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says kids don't get the true meaning of Christmas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/177-2880421-0886000?asin=0892213302&amp;amp;afid=yahoosspplp_bmvd&amp;amp;lnm=0892213302%7CMini-Moments_for_Christmas_%28Mini_Moments%29_%28Mini_Moments%29_:_Books&amp;amp;ref=tgt_adv_XSNG1060"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Story taken from Mini Moments for Christmas by Robert Strand Copyright 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/413DA11T44L._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 97px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/413DA11T44L._AA260_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7208571632261354337?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7208571632261354337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7208571632261354337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7208571632261354337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7208571632261354337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/its.html' title='It&apos;s a ......???'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1511749566920402667</id><published>2008-12-11T11:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:46:24.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend e-mailed the following to me. Thanks, Melissa...this is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisible Mother..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone (or even on the toilet) and ask to be taken somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm busy?' Obviously, not.&lt;br /&gt;No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm invisible. The invisible Mom . Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a taxi to order, 'Right around 5:30, please.'&lt;br /&gt;I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated sum a cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going; she's going; she is gone! One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England .&lt;br /&gt;Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.'&lt;br /&gt;It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe .&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: 'To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'&lt;br /&gt;In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work.&lt;br /&gt;No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ehuggydesigns.com/Milan_Cathedral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.' And the workman replied, 'Because God sees.'&lt;br /&gt;I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.'&lt;br /&gt;At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life.&lt;br /&gt;It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.&lt;br /&gt;I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.&lt;br /&gt;The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.&lt;br /&gt;When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My mom gets up at 4:00 in the morning and bakes homemade pies. Then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, 'you're gonna love it there.'&lt;br /&gt;As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right.&lt;br /&gt;And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.&lt;br /&gt;Great Job, MOM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/history/art/people/images/mother-children.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.dunnmemorial.org/img/imgMomDaughter1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this encourages you when the going gets tough as it sometimes does. We never know what our finished products will turn out to be because of our perseverance.&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/335063950580231681-1511749566920402667?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1511749566920402667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1511749566920402667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1511749566920402667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1511749566920402667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/invisible-mom.html' title='Invisible Mom'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4482624480386110663</id><published>2008-11-30T09:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:15:53.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Dear Friend Linda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/STKftPk1qCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/TLJ2QqrrEhM/s1600-h/nate+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/STKftPk1qCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/TLJ2QqrrEhM/s200/nate+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274453713228245026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Nathan's memory...may God continue to heal the pain, &lt;a href="http://linlucas.blogspot.com/"&gt;dear friend&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE YOU IN THIS STORM (performed by Casting Crowns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure by now&lt;br /&gt;That You would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;And wiped our tears away&lt;br /&gt;Stepped in and saved the day&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear Your whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as You mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;And I will life my hands&lt;br /&gt;For You are who You are&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;Every tear I've cried&lt;br /&gt;You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;You never left my side&lt;br /&gt;And though my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry&lt;br /&gt;You raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;My strength is almost gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;If I can't find You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills&lt;br /&gt;Where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The Maker of Heaven and Earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4482624480386110663?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4482624480386110663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4482624480386110663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4482624480386110663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4482624480386110663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-my-dear-friend-linda.html' title='For My Dear Friend Linda'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/STKftPk1qCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/TLJ2QqrrEhM/s72-c/nate+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-684690755380033211</id><published>2008-10-11T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:11:16.339-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireproof'/><title type='text'>MUST-SEE MOVIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/takeaction/banners.php?file=fireproof_350banner.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/takeaction/_images/_banners/fireproof_350banner.gif" alt="fireproofbanner" width="350" height="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view the trailer, click &lt;a href="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-684690755380033211?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/684690755380033211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=684690755380033211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/684690755380033211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/684690755380033211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/must-see-movie.html' title='MUST-SEE MOVIE!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7815151829800252884</id><published>2008-10-04T10:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:56:24.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Found on the Internet</title><content type='html'>While perusing websites that show how to type business letters (honing up on skills for my new job!), I found this on &lt;a href="http://www.write101.com/W.Tips35.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.write101.com/W.Tips35.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!  (True or not, it's humorous!)&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;Smithsonian Institute&lt;br /&gt;The story behind the letter below is that there is an eccentric in Newport, Rhode Island named Scott Williams, who digs things out of his backyard and sends them to the Smithsonian Institute, labelling them with scientific names and insisting that they are actual archaeological finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what is purported to be the actual response from the Smithsonian Institution. Bear this in mind next time you think you are challenged in your duty to respond to a difficult situation in writing.&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;Smithsonian Institute&lt;br /&gt;207 Pennsylvania Avenue&lt;br /&gt;Washington, DC 20078&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Williams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your latest submission to the Institute, labelled "93211-D,layer seven, next to the clothesline post...Hominid skull." We have given this specimen a careful and detailed examination, and regret to inform you that we disagree with your theory that it represents conclusive proof of the presence of Early Man in Charleston County two million years ago. Rather, it appears that what you have found is the head of a Barbie doll,of the variety that one of our staff, who has small children, believes to be "Malibu Barbie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is evident that you have given a great deal of thought to the analysis of this specimen, and you may be quite certain that those of us who are familiar with your prior work in the field were loathe to come to contradiction with your findings. However, we do feel that there are a number of physical attributes of the specimen, which might have tipped you off to its modern origin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The material is moulded plastic. Ancient hominid remains are typically fossilised bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The cranial capacity of the specimen is approximately 9 cubic centimetres, well below the threshold of even the earliest identified proto-homonids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The dentition pattern evident on the skull is more consistent with the common domesticated dog than it is with the ravenous man-eating Pliocene clams you speculate roamed the wetlands during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This latter finding is certainly one of the most intriguing hypotheses you have submitted in your history with this institution, but the evidence seems to weigh rather heavily against it.Without going into too much detail, let us say that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. The specimen looks like the head of a Barbie doll that a dog has chewed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Clams don't have teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with feelings tinged with melancholy that we must deny your request to have the specimen carbon-dated. This is partially due to the heavy load our lab must bear in its normal operation, and partly due to carbon dating's notorious inaccuracy in fossils of recent geologic record. To the best of our knowledge, no Barbie dolls were produced prior to 1956 AD, and carbon dating is likely to produce wildly inaccurate results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, we must also deny your request that we approach the National Science Foundation Phylogeny Department with the concept of assigning your specimen the scientific name Australopithecus spiff-arino. Speaking personally, I, for one, fought tenaciously for the acceptance of your proposed taxonomy, but was ultimately voted down because the species name you selected was hyphenated, and didn't really sound like it might be Latin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we gladly accept your generous donation of this fascinating specimen to the museum. While it is undoubtedly not a Hominid fossil, it is, nonetheless, yet another riveting example of the great body of work you seem to accumulate here so effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know that our Director has reserved a special shelf in his own office for the display of the specimens you have previously submitted to the Institution, and the entire staff speculates daily on what you will happen upon next in your digs at the site you have discovered in your Newport back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eagerly anticipate your trip to our nation's capital that you proposed in your last letter, and several of us are pressing the Director to pay for it. We are particularly interested in hearing you expand on your theories surrounding the trans-positating fillifitation of ferrous ionsin a structural matrix that makes the excellent juvenile Tyrannosaurus rex femur you recently discovered take on the deceptive appearance of a rusty9-mm Sears Craftsman automotive crescent wrench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours in Science,&lt;br /&gt;Harvey Rowe, Chief Curator-Antiquities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7815151829800252884?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7815151829800252884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7815151829800252884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7815151829800252884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7815151829800252884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/found-on-internet.html' title='Found on the Internet'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4196103483063286534</id><published>2008-08-25T10:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:32:49.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SLLCg4kPNEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UA4G8Smtc0c/s1600-h/back+to+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238463186781287490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SLLCg4kPNEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UA4G8Smtc0c/s200/back+to+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys are off to another year of school...wow. Isn't this supposed to get easier??? We home schooled for 5 years, before deciding to put them into our parish school last year. That was tough, but I survived. I thought it would be a breeze to let them go this year, having gone through this adjustment a year ago. How wrong I was! I'm fighting tears today, friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4196103483063286534?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4196103483063286534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4196103483063286534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4196103483063286534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4196103483063286534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SLLCg4kPNEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UA4G8Smtc0c/s72-c/back+to+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1880988094526578638</id><published>2008-08-20T16:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:48:09.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love That Corn-on-the-Cob!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new pic of the great nephew to share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236704400536398178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SKyC6DOyaWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gC6YOsVtSXI/s320/Isaiah+and+corn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1880988094526578638?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1880988094526578638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1880988094526578638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1880988094526578638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1880988094526578638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-that-corn-on-cob.html' title='Love That Corn-on-the-Cob!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SKyC6DOyaWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/gC6YOsVtSXI/s72-c/Isaiah+and+corn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-5371334845315372456</id><published>2008-07-29T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:11.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woodchuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groundhog'/><title type='text'>In My Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We saw one of these a couple of days ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228427418405539874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SI8bCR_5kCI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xgKfnSqVRrU/s200/groundhog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's a groundhog...or woodchuck, if you prefer.  He was just out in the backyard have a late morning snack!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-5371334845315372456?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5371334845315372456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5371334845315372456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5371334845315372456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5371334845315372456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-my-yard.html' title='In My Yard'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SI8bCR_5kCI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xgKfnSqVRrU/s72-c/groundhog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7765803098584652057</id><published>2008-07-23T14:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:11.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxine Says:  Color Is Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SId1UaQunBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5jRWau6T7VY/s1600-h/maxine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SId1UaQunBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5jRWau6T7VY/s200/maxine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226274886094068754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;Yesterday I went      to the doctor for my yearly physical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;My      blood pressure was high, my cholesterol was high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;I'd      gained some weight, and I didn't feel so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;My      doctor said eating right doesn't have to be complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;and      it would solve my physical problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;He      said just think in colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:black;"  &gt;Fill your plate      with bright colors. greens, yellows, reds, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:15;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I      went right home and ate an entire bowl of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SId2RpVMd4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/7Cq57vX_H9o/s1600-h/mnms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SId2RpVMd4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/7Cq57vX_H9o/s200/mnms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226275938111354754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;And      sure enough, I felt better immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I      never knew eating right could be so easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7765803098584652057?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7765803098584652057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7765803098584652057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7765803098584652057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7765803098584652057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/maxine-says-color-is-good.html' title='Maxine Says:  Color Is Good!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SId1UaQunBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5jRWau6T7VY/s72-c/maxine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6193030528776544060</id><published>2008-06-10T15:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:30:43.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Worms and a Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://media-files.gather.com/grpicons/d881/d743/d224/d96/f3/small100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ceannmor.com/images/CanOfWorms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ceannmor.com/images/CanOfWorms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minister decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis to his Sunday sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four worms were placed into four separate jars.&lt;br /&gt;The first worm was put into a container of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;The second worm was put into a container of cigarette smoke.&lt;br /&gt;The third worm was put into a container of chocolate syrup .&lt;br /&gt;The fourth worm was put into a container of good clean soil.&lt;br /&gt;At the conclusion of the sermon, the Minister reported the following results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first worm in alcohol - Dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second worm in cigarette smoke - Dead &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third worm in chocolate syrup - Dead &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth worm in good clean soil - Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Minister asked the congregation -&lt;br /&gt;What can you learn from this demonstration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxine was sitting in the back, quickly raised her hand and said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'As long as you drink, smoke and eat chocolate, you won't have worms!'&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much ended the service -- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An interesting theory, anyway!  :o)&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/335063950580231681-6193030528776544060?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6193030528776544060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6193030528776544060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6193030528776544060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6193030528776544060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/four-worms-and-lesson.html' title='Four Worms and a Lesson'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4349660388747493799</id><published>2008-05-29T15:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:11.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New "Do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SD8BRHgSChI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dkBU2HsBrJo/s1600-h/joni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SDbWrHgSCgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zQ7A2cfYlTk/s200/chapman+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203582455710353922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article is from Christianity Today's website.  Let us all join in prayer for this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STEVEN CURTIS CHAPMAN LOSES YOUNGEST DAUGHTER IN DRIVEWAY ACCIDENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Anne Thomas, Friday, May 23, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;Christians the world over have been expressing their sympathy for Grammy Award-winning singer Steven Curtis Chapman after his 5-year-old daughter was killed in an accident on the family’s driveway on Wednesday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maria Sue Chapman was the youngest of three Chinese girls adopted by Chapman and his wife, Mary Beth, after a visit to China awoke in them a deep love for the country and its people. She was hit by a car driven by one of her brothers on the driveway of the family home in Franklin Tennessee in what local authorities have described as a “tragic accident”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Chapmans have three biological children, two teenage sons Will Franklin and Caleb, and 21-year-old daughter Emily.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Brian DeVos, manager of Michigan operations for Bethany Christian Services and a family friend of the Chapmans, was quoted by Michigan News as saying, "They are loving and wonderful parents and a great family - they must be devastated. He's (Steven Curtis Chapman) been such an advocate for adoption - I know their commitment to kids."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chapman and his wife have helped families adopt children through their charity Shaohannah’s Hope.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chapman’s manager, Jim Houser, wrote in a message on the Shaohannah’s Hope website, “Your prayers are needed for all in the Chapman family. This is a family who has so generously loved and given to so many.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Just hours before this close knit family was celebrating the engagement of the oldest daughter Emily Chapman, and were just hours away from a graduation party marking Caleb Chapman's completion of high school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Now, they are preparing to bury a child who blew out 5 candles on a birthday cake less than 10 days ago.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“These words are unthinkable to type. And yet we trust in a God who was not surprised by this and because of Jesus I am certain through faith in Him we will see Maria again.”&lt;/p&gt;  Local Christian music radio station WJQK-FM said it had opened up its phone lines and that people were calling in to pray on air for Maria and the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2224716446020425211?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2224716446020425211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2224716446020425211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2224716446020425211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2224716446020425211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapman-family-tragedy.html' title='Chapman Family Tragedy'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SDbWrHgSCgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zQ7A2cfYlTk/s72-c/chapman+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-9130024165834670743</id><published>2008-05-21T12:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:12.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remedies'/><title type='text'>Everyday Remedies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SDRKe2B4G0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/HtUm8UslQsM/s1600-h/Rx.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202865363279682370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SDRKe2B4G0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/HtUm8UslQsM/s200/Rx.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get some really interesting things in my e-mail inbox. This was a gem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. AVOID CUTTING YOURSELF WHEN SLICING VEGETABLES BY GETTING SOMEONEELSE TO HOLD THE VEGETABLES WHILE YOU CHOP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. AVOID ARGUMENTS WITH THE FEMALES ABOUT LIFTING THE TOILET SEAT BY USING THE SINK. (Okay, so that one was a bit gross! No...a LOT gross!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. FOR HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE SUFFERERS ~ SIMPLY CUT YOURSELF AND BLEED FOR A FEW MINUTES, THUS REDUCING THE PRESSURE ON YOUR VEINS. REMEMBER TO USE A TIMER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. A MOUSE TRAP PLACED ON TOP OF YOUR ALARM CLOCK WILL PREVENT YOU FROM ROLLING OVER AND GOING BACK TO SLEEP AFTER YOU HIT THE SNOOZE BUTTON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. IF YOU HAVE A BAD COUGH, TAKE A LARGE DOSE OF LAXATIVES. THEN YOU'LL BE AFRAID TO COUGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. YOU ONLY NEED TWO TOOLS IN LIFE - WD-40 AND DUCT TAPE. IF IT DOESN'T MOVE AND SHOULD, USE THE WD-40. IF IT SHOULDN'T MOVE AND DOES, USE THE DUCT TAPE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. IF YOU CAN'T FIX IT WITH A HAMMER, YOU'VE GOT AN ELECTRICAL PROBLEM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DAILY THOUGHT: SOME PEOPLE ARE LIKE SLINKIES - NOT REALLY GOOD FOR ANYTHING BUT THEY BRING A SMILE TO YOUR FACE WHEN PUSHED DOWN THE STAIRS.&lt;/span&gt; (Wow! That's mean!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-9130024165834670743?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9130024165834670743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=9130024165834670743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9130024165834670743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9130024165834670743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/everyday-remedies.html' title='Everyday Remedies'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SDRKe2B4G0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/HtUm8UslQsM/s72-c/Rx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4697887464067471966</id><published>2008-05-13T14:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:12.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Via My E-Mail...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SCnk_WB4GyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Uce2cLT9nxA/s1600-h/SurvivorLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199939021672291106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SCnk_WB4GyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Uce2cLT9nxA/s320/SurvivorLogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SCniSmB4GxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/BpvVVK11soI/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The New Survivor Series???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six married men will be dropped on an island with one car and 3 kids each for six weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each kid will play two sports and either take music or dance classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no fast food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each man must take care of his 3 kids; keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework, and complete science projects, cook, do laundry, and pay a list of 'pretend' bills with not enough money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition, each man will have to budget in money for groceries each week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each man must remember the birthdays of all their friends and relatives, and send cards out on time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each man must also take each child to a doctor's appointment, a dentist appointment and a haircut appointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He must make one unscheduled and inconvenient visit per child to the Urgent Care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He must also make cookies or cupcakes for a social function. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each man will be responsible for decorating his own assigned house, planting flowers outside and keeping it presentable at all times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The men will only have access to television when the kids are asleep and all chores are done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The men must shave their legs, wear makeup daily, adorn himself with jewelry, wear uncomfortable yet stylish shoes, keep fingernails polished and eyebrows groomed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During one of the six weeks, the men will have to endure severe abdominal cramps, back aches, and have extreme, unexplained mood swings but never once complain or slow down from other duties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They must attend weekly school meetings, church, and find time at least once to spend the afternoon at the park or a similar setting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They will need to read a book and then pray with the children each night and in the morning, feed them, dress them, brush their teeth and comb their hair by 7:00 am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A test will be given at the end of the six weeks, and each father will be required to know all of the following information: each child's birthday, height, weight, shoe size, clothes size and doctor's name. Also the child's weight at birth, length, time of birth, and length of labor, each child's favorite color, middle name, favorite snack, favorite song, favorite drink, favorite toy, biggest fear and what they want to be when they grow up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids vote them off the island based on performance. The last man wins only if...he still has enough energy to be intimate with his spouse at a moment's notice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the last man does win, he can play the game over and over and over again for the next 18-25 years eventually earning the right To be called Mother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After you get done laughing, link this to as many females as you think will get a kick out of it and as many men as you think can handle it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just don't send it back to me.... I'm going to bed! &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;As a post script...please, men, take no offense. I am quite well aware of the fact that there are many tasks that men tackle each and every day, and throughout the year, that I would have no knowledge, strength, or stomach to handle. I am thankful for my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, you have to admit, this one was pretty funny, right????&lt;br /&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/335063950580231681-4697887464067471966?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4697887464067471966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4697887464067471966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4697887464067471966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4697887464067471966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/via-my-e-mail.html' title='Via My E-Mail...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SCnk_WB4GyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Uce2cLT9nxA/s72-c/SurvivorLogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8956708179427277615</id><published>2008-05-10T15:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:34:51.913-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen wiltshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><title type='text'>Have to See It to Believe It</title><content type='html'>A friend sent me the link to this video clip. The young man featured in the clip has autism, but has a great gift: a photographic memory beyond anything I have ever seen in my life. And artistic skills you will not believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out here: &lt;a href="http://video.stumbleupon.com/#p=0k4lsi1dql"&gt;The "Camera" Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8956708179427277615?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8956708179427277615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8956708179427277615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8956708179427277615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8956708179427277615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-to-see-it-to-believe-it.html' title='Have to See It to Believe It'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1165896417885812941</id><published>2008-05-06T14:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:33:33.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Reader's Digest...</title><content type='html'>I happened to see this in the April issue of RD the other day.  Just had to share it.&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every new senior class at our school brings with it a new senior prank. Recently, a group of students let three pigs loose inside the school. They were labeled Pig #1, Pig #2, and Pig #4. School officials quickly rounded up the three pigs but spent the rest of the day looking for Pig #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Nicole Nietzel, Franklin, Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://web.syr.edu/%7Elbcohen/lbcohen.story.web/pigs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://web.syr.edu/%7Elbcohen/lbcohen.story.web/pigs1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1165896417885812941?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1165896417885812941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1165896417885812941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1165896417885812941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1165896417885812941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-readers-digest.html' title='From Reader&apos;s Digest...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6120635635377486245</id><published>2008-04-30T10:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:12.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kansas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greensburg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greensburg tornado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Show'/><title type='text'>Greensburg in the News Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SBiGMRwKdjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dMYzaDoccEE/s1600-h/g-burg+water+tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SBiGMRwKdjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dMYzaDoccEE/s200/g-burg+water+tower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195049715653834290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the one-year anniversary of the tornado approaches, Greensburg, KS, is once again in the news.  The CBS Early Show is broadcasting from there all week long.  The focus is mostly on how the town is rebuilding "green"  (read:  environmentally friendly).  In fact, some of the guidelines that have been set down for their funding include requirements for just that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in between all the "how to build green" stories are stories of people who are rebuilding their lives.  People who are strong and tenacious.  Some of those people I've known all my life.  If you see the "beautiful people" photos they cycle through, you'll see the face of one woman with dark hair and glasses.  I know her as Sister Helwig.  She was my Sunday school teacher when I was very young.  You see, I grew up on a farm about 15-20 miles from Greensburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped at the grocery store that is now a shell.  I took piano lessons from two women whose homes were destroyed.  (In one photo, I could see through the roof--which no longer existed--to the upstairs bedroom where I took guitar lessons from my piano teacher's daughter.  This mother and daughter also happen to be the aunt and cousin of one of my brothers-in-law.)  I went to 4-H fairs at the community building that is gone.  I frequently walked on Main Street, and I sat through several bake sales and sat on several parade floats on that same street.  (Anyone who is familiar with the Memorial Day weekend parade, art festival, etc. can relate!)  I attended services and was married in a church building that is now marked only by an empty basement.  (The new church building that was built in recent years was also destroyed, but they are rebuilding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch the Early Show, I see the faces of school students who are the children and grandchildren of people I've known, well, since I can remember.  I see the residents, and recognize familiar faces among them.  I attended school in nearby Mullinville, but Greensburg is the hub of the community.  It is so strange to see empy lots and rubble in the place of what "once was".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to see photos, updates, or find out how you can help, the &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/sections/earlyshow/series/greensburg/main502783.shtml"&gt;Early Show website&lt;/a&gt; has all that information.  Also, my other blog, &lt;a href="http://www.journeythoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;Thoughts Along the Journey&lt;/a&gt;, has links in the sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Early Show, for keeping Greensburg in the news.  They are rebuilding, but there's still a lot of work to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6120635635377486245?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6120635635377486245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6120635635377486245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6120635635377486245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6120635635377486245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/greensburg-in-news-again.html' title='Greensburg in the News Again'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SBiGMRwKdjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dMYzaDoccEE/s72-c/g-burg+water+tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6089285720588011141</id><published>2008-04-21T15:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:12.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana test'/><title type='text'>The Banana Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SAznTa8OHXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LQlSA6SPewU/s1600-h/banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191778791286775154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SAznTa8OHXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LQlSA6SPewU/s200/banana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend sent this test to me. I thought some of my readers might enjoy the challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a very, very tall coconut tree and there are 4 animals,&lt;br /&gt;a Lion, a Chimpanzee, a Giraffe, and a Squirrel, who pass by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decide to compete to see who is the fastest to get a banana off the tree. Who do you guess will win? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your answer will reflect your personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So think carefully . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try and answer within 30 seconds &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got your answer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now scroll down to see the analysis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your answer is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lion = you're dull. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chimpanzee = you're slow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giraffe = you're not all there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Squirrel = you're just hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A COCONUT TREE DOESN'T HAVE BANANAS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously you're stressed and overworked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should take some time off and relax! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6089285720588011141?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6089285720588011141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6089285720588011141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6089285720588011141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6089285720588011141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/banana-test-there-is-very-very-tall.html' title='The Banana Test'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SAznTa8OHXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LQlSA6SPewU/s72-c/banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-9020627140927346852</id><published>2008-04-16T13:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:12.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pirates Who Don&apos;t Do Anything'/><title type='text'>For All My Home Schooling Friends</title><content type='html'>A home school mom forwarded this to me. If you click on the title, it's a link to the original blog post. Very cute! Good job, Zak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189894912717709922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SAY17QYlYmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M9BrGjHgZuo/s400/scenes_pirates_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dpenguin.com/blog/?p=498"&gt;The Home School Kids Who Can't Do Anything&lt;/a&gt; (To the tune of "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything)&lt;br /&gt;by Zak G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything&lt;br /&gt;We just stay at home and do our work&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask us to do anything&lt;br /&gt;We’ll just tell you&lt;br /&gt;We can’t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can’t pass notes in math class&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never bought my school lunch&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had my homework eaten by the family dog&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had a hall pass&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never owned a locker&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had detention after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything&lt;br /&gt;We just stay at home and do our work&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask us to do anything&lt;br /&gt;We’ll just tell you&lt;br /&gt;We can’t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’ve never been suspended&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never missed the school bus&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never got a fat lip from the bully in the hall&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never seen the school nurse&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never slapped erasers&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had detention after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything&lt;br /&gt;We just stay at home and do our work&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask us to do anything&lt;br /&gt;We’ll just tell you&lt;br /&gt;We can’t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’ve never changed for P.E.&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had a swirlie&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had a teacher that I didn’t like at all&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had supply lists&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never answered roll call&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve never had detention after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything&lt;br /&gt;We just stay at home and do our work&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask us to do anything&lt;br /&gt;We’ll just tell you&lt;br /&gt;We can’t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we’ve often taken field trips&lt;br /&gt;and we go to school in pjs&lt;br /&gt;and we often do our work while sitting on our favorite couch&lt;br /&gt;and we finish school by lunchtime&lt;br /&gt;and we find our books on ebay&lt;br /&gt;and we don’t have any homework after school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-9020627140927346852?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9020627140927346852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=9020627140927346852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9020627140927346852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9020627140927346852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-all-my-home-schooling-friends.html' title='For All My Home Schooling Friends'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/SAY17QYlYmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M9BrGjHgZuo/s72-c/scenes_pirates_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-813428701199702971</id><published>2008-04-11T12:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:12.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kansas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greensburg'/><title type='text'>President Bush to Visit Greensburg Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R_-cfF3fXuI/AAAAAAAAATw/vEKICYH26is/s1600-h/president+in+greensburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188037353718898402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R_-cfF3fXuI/AAAAAAAAATw/vEKICYH26is/s320/president+in+greensburg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;President Bush will be giving the commencement address at the graduation ceremony in Greensburg, KS, this year. The last time he visited the town was the week following the tornado. To read more about it, see the &lt;a href="http://www.hutchnews.com/Greensburg/bushgreensburg"&gt;Hutch News article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-813428701199702971?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/813428701199702971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=813428701199702971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/813428701199702971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/813428701199702971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/president-bush-to-visit-greensburg.html' title='President Bush to Visit Greensburg Again'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R_-cfF3fXuI/AAAAAAAAATw/vEKICYH26is/s72-c/president+in+greensburg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4773061245945632046</id><published>2008-04-07T14:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:13.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaiah'/><title type='text'>At Last, a New Picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R_pnUPSKxMI/AAAAAAAAATg/X7wi9Y7Rx0s/s1600-h/Isaiah+in+jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R_pnUPSKxMI/AAAAAAAAATg/X7wi9Y7Rx0s/s200/Isaiah+in+jersey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186571518268327106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got this new pic of my favorite great nephew today.  (There's another one on &lt;a href="http://www.journeythoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4773061245945632046?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4773061245945632046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4773061245945632046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4773061245945632046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4773061245945632046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-last-new-picture.html' title='At Last, a New Picture!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R_pnUPSKxMI/AAAAAAAAATg/X7wi9Y7Rx0s/s72-c/Isaiah+in+jersey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1872738574948247160</id><published>2008-03-26T14:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:13.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kansas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greensburg'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R-qcI_SKxJI/AAAAAAAAATI/MP_jonLRc3o/s1600-h/greensburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182125999483700370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R-qcI_SKxJI/AAAAAAAAATI/MP_jonLRc3o/s320/greensburg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know that Cancun is now considered passe'???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The spring break &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hot spot&lt;/span&gt; is now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Greensburg&lt;/span&gt;, Kansas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.hutchnews.com/Greensburg/gburgsb"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1872738574948247160?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1872738574948247160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1872738574948247160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1872738574948247160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1872738574948247160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R-qcI_SKxJI/AAAAAAAAATI/MP_jonLRc3o/s72-c/greensburg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1142609201683510</id><published>2008-03-26T13:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:13.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFLACK duck'/><title type='text'>AFLAC Scam  :o)</title><content type='html'>Watch out for this scam. Police say that the gang usually is comprised of four members, one adult and three younger ones. While the three younger ones, all appearing sweet and innocent, divert their 'mark' (or intended target) with a show of friendliness , the fourth -- the eldest -- sneaks in from behind the person's back to expertly rifle through his or her pockets and purses or bags for any valuables being carried. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture below captured on a surveillance camera shows the gang in operation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R-qNq_SKxII/AAAAAAAAATA/1Wzr8HP6sJs/s1600-h/ducks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182110090924835970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R-qNq_SKxII/AAAAAAAAATA/1Wzr8HP6sJs/s320/ducks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1142609201683510?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1142609201683510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1142609201683510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1142609201683510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1142609201683510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/aflac-scam-o.html' title='AFLAC Scam  :o)'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R-qNq_SKxII/AAAAAAAAATA/1Wzr8HP6sJs/s72-c/ducks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4583537153572618988</id><published>2008-03-21T11:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:58:23.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/images/h2/h2_1975.1.145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/images/h2/h2_1975.1.145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/18099/18099-h/images/image01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:180%;" &gt;"...He said, 'It is finished'; and he bowed his head and gave up his spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;John 19:30b&lt;/span&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/335063950580231681-4583537153572618988?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4583537153572618988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4583537153572618988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4583537153572618988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4583537153572618988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1995998018081365493</id><published>2008-03-15T22:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:03:30.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Bugs</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been about much the past few days.  Some "bug" has had me down for the count.  I'll be back when I get the best of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1995998018081365493?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1995998018081365493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1995998018081365493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1995998018081365493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1995998018081365493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/winter-bugs.html' title='Winter Bugs'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4966315594941444527</id><published>2008-03-05T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:39:55.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Has Arrived!!!</title><content type='html'>Laura Spradlin, who began "Rebuilding Greensburg--Block by Block" all those months ago, has set the official delivery date of the afghans.  To refresh your memory, she contacted me soon after the Greensburg, KS, tornado to let me know of her project to collect afghan squares and make afghans to give to the victims of the tornado.  She ended up getting way more than she had ever dreamed or imagined, and from all over the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the official information on the "where" and "when" of it all, see her "&lt;a href="http://specialstuff.typepad.com/sugar_bunny_boulevard/2008/03/afghan-delivery.html"&gt;Sugar Bunny Boulevard&lt;/a&gt;" blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4966315594941444527?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4966315594941444527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4966315594941444527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4966315594941444527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4966315594941444527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-has-arrived.html' title='The Time Has Arrived!!!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3356864217030112376</id><published>2008-03-04T15:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:13.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow humor'/><title type='text'>Snow Can Be Humorous?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R822CnXAb0I/AAAAAAAAASw/eAUCNriHYaU/s1600-h/frosty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R822CnXAb0I/AAAAAAAAASw/eAUCNriHYaU/s400/frosty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173991702960041794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3356864217030112376?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3356864217030112376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3356864217030112376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3356864217030112376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3356864217030112376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow-can-be-humorous.html' title='Snow Can Be Humorous?!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R822CnXAb0I/AAAAAAAAASw/eAUCNriHYaU/s72-c/frosty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-5493370387939421062</id><published>2008-02-28T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:55:01.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Snow Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.its.caltech.edu/%7Eatomic/book/snowflake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.its.caltech.edu/%7Eatomic/book/snowflake1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying the quiet of my house today. It is peaceful here, with only the occasional buzzing of the dryer to remind me there are tasks to be done. I have a hot cup of tea awaiting me (if I remember to take the mug out of the microwave!). Why such bliss??? I have just survived two snow days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder why it is such a big deal, since I used to home school my kids. We were together 24-7 in those days. But I did enjoy my occasional jaunts to Wal-Mart or a quiet space at a bookstore when my husband would let me just get out of the house on my own. Still, it was part of our routine, and it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ssec.wisc.edu/media/highlights2002/snowflake0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ssec.wisc.edu/media/highlights2002/snowflake0572.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my kids have been in school since August, though, I really do notice the difference when they're both home all day. A couple of weeks ago, "Clyde" was sick for the entire week of school. When he went back to school after Presidents' Day, the house seemed almost tomb-like. This week, they were both home on Tuesday and Wednesday, due to the snow accumulations. I loved having them here. But I do have to admit that having the house to myself all day is really a nice thing, too! Especially since they really couldn't go out yesterday, because it was just too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought of sending the kids to school, I thought my entire existence would be about loneliness and too much quiet. Was I wrong! I found that a mom really does need some solitude once in awhile. However, I do admit there are days when I really miss having them here. But when I think about the benefits for them, it all equals out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I do love the occasional snow day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.impworks.co.uk/works/jpeg/snowflake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.impworks.co.uk/works/jpeg/snowflake1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; By the way, if you want to share a great book about snowflakes and snowflake photography with your kids, check out the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snowflake Bentley&lt;/span&gt;, by Jacqueline Briggs Martin.  There is also a &lt;a href="http://snowflakebentley.com/"&gt;Snowflake Bentley website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-5493370387939421062?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5493370387939421062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5493370387939421062&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5493370387939421062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5493370387939421062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/ah-snow-days.html' title='Ah, Snow Days!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2045024467837100901</id><published>2008-02-19T11:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T12:09:26.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.storesonlinepro.com/files/1917444/uploaded/blue%20steamy%20cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="https://www.storesonlinepro.com/files/1917444/uploaded/blue%20steamy%20cup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't just "chatted" with my readers for awhile.  So, pull up a chair and a hot cup of coffee, and we'll get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of coffee...I'm not a big coffee drinker.  I like the occasional "cup of joe."  I really, really like a good Caramel Machiatto (sp?) at Starbucks.  But, alas, I have to have decaf.  Caffeine does bad things to my system, and my sleep.  My in-laws gave me a new coffee maker for my birthday.  My wonderful hubby bought me a chocolate truffle coffee, which I am enjoying immensely.  I did find &lt;a href="http://www.thebestcoffeeandtea.com/healthbenefits"&gt;this interesting article&lt;/a&gt; on the health benefits on coffee, for those of you who just have to have that first cup of coffee to get your day going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a looong week.  I know they all have seven days.  But last week's seven days felt a bit more like seventeen or more.  The week began with Harry's birthday.  But then the kids both got sick.  A trip to the dr., and we thought we were good to go.  Harry actually missed only one day of school.  Clyde, on the other hand, just couldn't get rid of the fever.  By Thursday, we knew he needed something different.  The dr. had to go with a different antibiotic.  Finally, on Friday, he was starting to perk up a little.  I just hate it when my kids are sick, though.  Listening to them cough those horrible, hacking coughs just breaks my heart.  I was happy to be able to send them back to school today, knowing they were both feeling much, much better.  (They had Presidents' Day off yesterday, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is cold in our part of the country.  Last week, the kids had a day off school because the windchill was -15 to -20, depending on how hard the wind was gusting at the particular moment.  We've had more snow over the past couple of weeks, too.  It certainly feels like winter!  I'm not a big winter person.  I think snow is pretty, and I know it's necessary for putting nutrients into the soil, protecting crops, etc.  But I sure hate the cold winds.  I love spring, summer, and fall.  I miss being able to go out and take a walk without losing the feeling in my fingers, toes, nose, ears, etc.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, Lent has begun.  If any of you have any great ideas for some meatless dishes, please pass them along!  We try not to eat too much fish, as we get tired of it rather quickly.  Other than that, I just try to find things that taste okay if the meat is omitted.  My family is pretty much a "meat and potatoes" crew, so that doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am contemplating trying to make an afghan.  I am not good at just sitting and doing handwork.  I like to be up and about, getting things done.  (Okay, I realize sitting at the computer is an exception to that rule.  But crocheting really does bore me.  I get too fidgety.)  We'll see if I actually follow through.  Once the wamer weather starts, I know I won't have any interest in staying inside the house to crochet.  I'll want to be out planting flowers, taking a walk, or just enjoying listening to the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's enough rambling for now.  I just thought an original post now and then would be nice, rather than always posting funny/interesting/thought-provoking items I have received via e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Is anyone else having trouble with Blogger's spellcheck?  I can't get it to work at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2045024467837100901?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2045024467837100901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2045024467837100901&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2045024467837100901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2045024467837100901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-chat.html' title='Let&apos;s Chat'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8573823296299593942</id><published>2008-02-16T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T19:44:55.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudia Mair Burney'/><title type='text'>A Plug for the Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mair, over at &lt;a href="http://www.ragamuffindiva.blogspot.com"&gt;Ragamuffin Diva&lt;/a&gt;, is going to be doing a book signing in Michigan on February 20,  at this bookstore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt;Barnes and Noble Booksellers&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;Fairlane Green&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;3120 Fairlane Dr.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;Allen Park, MI 48101&lt;/div&gt;  (313)271-0688&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for any of my readers who are interested, more information can be found at the link above, or you can call the bookstore. If you go, be sure to tell her a big "HI!!!" from Joni!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8573823296299593942?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8573823296299593942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8573823296299593942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8573823296299593942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8573823296299593942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/plug-for-diva.html' title='A Plug for the Diva'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3973805208046258415</id><published>2008-02-15T15:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T15:19:40.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Mouths of Babes</title><content type='html'>I know we've all received these in e-mails.  I hadn't read all of them before, though.  Worth a good Friday laugh, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;STORY OF ELIJAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Sunday school teacher was carefully explaining the story of Elijah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Prophet and the false prophets of Baal. She explained how Elijah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;built the altar, put wood upon it, cut the steer in pieces, and laid it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;upon&lt;br /&gt;the altar.   And then, Elijah commanded the people of God to fill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;four&lt;br /&gt;barrels of water and pour it over the altar   He had them do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;four times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, said the teacher, "can anyone in the class tell me why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the Lord&lt;br /&gt;would have Elijah pour water over the  steer on the altar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl in the back of the room started waving her hand, "I know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know!"  she said, "To make the gravy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;LOT'S WIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot's wife looked back&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;turned into a pillar of salt, when little Jason interrupted, "My Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;looked back once, while she was driving," he announced triumphantly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"and she turned into a telephone pole!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;GOOD SAMARITAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samaritan, in which a man was beaten, robbed and left for dead. She&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;described the situation in vivid detail so her students would catch the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;drama.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she asked the class, "If you saw a person lying on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;roadside, all&lt;br /&gt;wounded and bleeding, what would you do?"&lt;br /&gt;A thoughtful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;little girl broke the hushed silence, "I think I'd throw up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID NOAH FISH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sunday school teacher asked, "Johnny, do you think&lt;br /&gt;Noah did a lot of fishing when he was on the Ark ?"&lt;br /&gt;"No," replied David. "How could he, with just two worms?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;HIGHER POWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Sunday school teacher said to her children, " We have been&lt;br /&gt;learning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how powerful kings and queens were in Bible times.&lt;br /&gt;But, there is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;higher power. Can anybody tell me what it is?"&lt;br /&gt;One child blurted out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Aces!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MOSES &amp;amp;THE RED SEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nine-year-old Joey, was asked by his mother what he had learned in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Mom, our teacher told us how God sent Moses  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;behind enemy&lt;br /&gt;lines on a rescue mission to lead the  Israelites out of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Egypt . When&lt;br /&gt;he got to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;font-family:arial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203105565_14" &gt;Red Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; , he had his army build a pontoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bridge and&lt;br /&gt;all the people walked across safely. Then, he radioed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;headquarters for&lt;br /&gt;reinforcements. They sent bombers to blow up the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bridge and all the&lt;br /&gt;Israelites were saved."&lt;br /&gt;"Now, Joey, is that really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what your teacher taught you?"&lt;br /&gt;his mother asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, no, Mom. But, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if I told it the way the teacher did, you'd never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;believe it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A Sunday School teacher decided to have her young class&lt;br /&gt;memorize one of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; the most quoted passages  in the Bible: Psalm 23. &lt;br /&gt;She gave the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;youngsters a month to learn the verse.   Little Rick&lt;br /&gt;was excited about  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the task -- but, he just couldn't remember the Psalm.  &lt;br /&gt;After much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;practice, he could barely get past the first line.&lt;br /&gt;On the day that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kids were scheduled to recite Psalm 23 in front&lt;br /&gt;of the congregation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ricky was so nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was his turn, he stepped up to the microphone and said proudly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"The Lord is my Shepherd, and that's all I need to know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Church Smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a very gracious lady who was mailing an old family Bible&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her brother in another part of the country.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything breakable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in here?" asked the postal clerk.&lt;br /&gt;"Only the Ten Commandments," answered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;AMISH BUMPER STICKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While driving in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;font-family:verdana;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203105565_15" &gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; , a family caught up to&lt;br /&gt;an Amish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;carriage. The owner of the carriage obviously&lt;br /&gt;had a sense of humor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;because attached to the back&lt;br /&gt;of the carriage was a hand-printed sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Energy efficient vehicle: Runs on oats and grass.&lt;br /&gt;Caution: Do not step &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in exhaust.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;SUNDAY SCHOOL MESSAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday after church, a Mom asked her very young daughter&lt;br /&gt;what the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lesson was about.&lt;br /&gt;The daughter answered, "Don't be scared, you'll get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your quilt."&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the Mom was perplexed. Later in the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the pastor stopped by for tea and the Mom asked him what that&lt;br /&gt;morning's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday school lesson was about.&lt;br /&gt;He said "Be not afraid, thy Comforter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is coming."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&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/335063950580231681-3973805208046258415?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3973805208046258415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3973805208046258415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3973805208046258415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3973805208046258415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the Mouths of Babes'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-154688245600400712</id><published>2008-02-14T19:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:16:31.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been around this week.  Sick kiddos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-154688245600400712?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/154688245600400712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=154688245600400712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/154688245600400712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/154688245600400712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/short-hiatus.html' title='Short Hiatus'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1600881920729736579</id><published>2008-02-11T15:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T15:39:02.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nice Cup of Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.teahaven.com/images/tea_accessories/teacup_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.teahaven.com/images/tea_accessories/teacup_8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone e-mailed this little story to me.   Quite cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me and my brother who is four years older than I am. I was maybe one and a half years old and had just recovered from an accident in which my arm had been broken among other injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys. Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news and my brother was playing nearby in the living room when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea,' which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I came down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy. She watched him drink it up, then said, 'Did it ever occur to you that the only place that baby can reach to get water is the toilet?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tempe.gov/conservation/images/toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.tempe.gov/conservation/images/toilet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1600881920729736579?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1600881920729736579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1600881920729736579&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1600881920729736579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1600881920729736579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/nice-cup-of-tea.html' title='A Nice Cup of Tea'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3413960128061094624</id><published>2008-02-09T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:14.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a Mom to Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R65p_HvRYyI/AAAAAAAAASA/jJUtG0UT6JU/s1600-h/cake-slice.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R65p_HvRYyI/AAAAAAAAASA/jJUtG0UT6JU/s200/cake-slice.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165182355770532642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very old just now.  My oldest son, "Harry," is turning 12 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may not sound so bad to those of you who have teens or grown children. Keep in mind, though, that I had been married for over 6 1/2 years before Harry came along. And now he will be 12. Where does the time go???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love you bunches, son.  I am so thankful to God for you.  You are an amazing blessing to your dad and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R65qnHvRYzI/AAAAAAAAASI/wdMyZ9PeLYc/s1600-h/birthday_hat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R65qnHvRYzI/AAAAAAAAASI/wdMyZ9PeLYc/s200/birthday_hat.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165183042965300018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3413960128061094624?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3413960128061094624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3413960128061094624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3413960128061094624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3413960128061094624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-mom-to-do.html' title='What&apos;s a Mom to Do?'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R65p_HvRYyI/AAAAAAAAASA/jJUtG0UT6JU/s72-c/cake-slice.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3715446516184793395</id><published>2008-02-07T14:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:55:38.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To All My Christian Sisters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theflowerexpert.com/media/images/growingflowers/flowersandgeography/diasies/white-daisy2-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.theflowerexpert.com/media/images/growingflowers/flowersandgeography/diasies/white-daisy2-image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special friend e-mailed this poem to me. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;(As an additional note...a reader named Jan let me know that Mayou Angelou did not write the poem I had first posted.  It was written by Ms. Wimmer, and some of the lines had been changed.  I have re-printed it with the correct words here, and credit is given to the true author!  Thanks, Jan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I SAY, "I AM A CHRISTIAN"&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I'm not shouting, "I've been saved!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I'm whispering, "I get lost!  That's why I chose this way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I don't speak with human pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I'm confessing that I stumble-needing God to be my guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I'm not trying to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I'm professing that I'm weak and pray for strength to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not bragging of success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I'm admitting that I've failed and cannot ever pay the debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I don't think I know it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I submit to my confusion asking humbly to be taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not claiming to be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;My flaws are far too visible but God believes I'm worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I still feel the sting of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I have my share of heartache which is why I seek His name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian,"  I do not wish to judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;I have no authority--I only know I'm loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Copyright 1988 Carol Wimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3715446516184793395?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3715446516184793395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3715446516184793395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3715446516184793395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3715446516184793395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-all-my-christian-sisters.html' title='To All My Christian Sisters...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8645651833823361758</id><published>2008-02-05T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:14.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paczki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Some "Fat Tuesday" History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R6hzm4f0TlI/AAAAAAAAARo/tkv02j96Dac/s1600-h/pastries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163504084618333778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R6hzm4f0TlI/AAAAAAAAARo/tkv02j96Dac/s320/pastries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictured above is a paczki (pron. "poonch-key"), a wonderful Polish treat often eaten on Fat Tuesday.  I had a chocolate mousse filled one this morning, and it was YUMMY!  To learn more about paczki, see &lt;a href="http://www.pumpernick.com/paczki.html/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a little history:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardi Gras, literally "Fat Tuesday," has grown in popularity in recent years as a raucous, sometimes hedonistic event. But its roots lie in the Christian calendar, as the "last hurrah" before Lent begins on Ash Wednesday. That's why the enormous party in New Orleans, for example, ends abruptly at midnight on Tuesday, with battalions of streetsweepers pushing the crowds out of the French Quarter towards home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is less known about Mardi Gras is its relation to the Christmas season, through the ordinary-time interlude known in many Catholic cultures as Carnival. (Ordinary time, in the Christian calendar, refers to the normal "ordering" of time outside of the Advent/Christmas or Lent/Easter seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnival comes from the Latin words carne vale, meaning "farewell to the flesh." Like many Catholic holidays and seasonal celebrations, it likely has its roots in pre-Christian traditions based on the seasons. Some believe the festival represented the few days added to the lunar calendar to make it coincide with the solar calendar; since these days were outside the calendar, rules and customs were not obeyed. Others see it as a late-winter celebration designed to welcome the coming spring. As early as the middle of the second century, the Romans observed a Fast of 40 Days, which was preceded by a brief season of feasting, costumes and merrymaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Carnival season kicks off with the Epiphany, also known as Twelfth Night, Three Kings' Day and, in the Eastern churches, Theophany. Epiphany, which falls on January 6, 12 days after Christmas, celebrates the visit of the Wise Men bearing gifts for the infant Jesus. In cultures that celebrate Carnival, Epiphany kicks off a series of parties leading up to Mardi Gras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epiphany is also traditionally when celebrants serve King's Cake, a custom that began in France in the 12th century. Legend has it that the cakes were made in a circle to represent the circular routes that the Wise Men took to find Jesus, in order to confuse King Herod and foil his plans of killing the Christ Child. In the early days, a coin or bean was hidden inside the cake, and whoever found the item was said to have good luck in the coming year. In Louisiana, bakers now put a small baby, representing the Christ Child, in the cake; the recipient is then expected to host the next King Cake party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are well-known season-long Carnival celebrations in Europe and Latin America, including Nice, France; Cologne, Germany; and Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The best-known celebration in the U.S. is in New Orleans and the French-Catholic communities of the Gulf Coast. Mardi Gras came to the New World in 1699, when a French explorer arrived at the Mississippi River, about 60 miles south of present day New Orleans. He named the spot Point du Mardi Gras because he knew the holiday was being celebrated in his native country that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the French in New Orleans celebrated Mardi Gras with masked balls and parties, until the Spanish government took over in the mid-1700s and banned the celebrations. The ban continued even after the U.S. government acquired the land but the celebrations resumed in 1827. The official colors of Mardi Gras, with their roots in Catholicism, were chosen 10 years later: purple, a symbol of justice; green, representing faith; and gold, to signify power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardi Gras literally means "Fat Tuesday" in French. The name comes from the tradition of slaughtering and feasting upon a fattened calf on the last day of Carnival. The day is also known as Shrove Tuesday (from "to shrive," or hear confessions), Pancake Tuesday and fetter Dienstag. The custom of making pancakes comes from the need to use up fat, eggs and dairy before the fasting and abstinence of Lent begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8645651833823361758?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8645651833823361758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=8645651833823361758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8645651833823361758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/8645651833823361758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-fat-tuesday-history.html' title='Some &quot;Fat Tuesday&quot; History'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R6hzm4f0TlI/AAAAAAAAARo/tkv02j96Dac/s72-c/pastries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6698046050647142627</id><published>2008-02-02T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:14.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Politics as Usual</title><content type='html'>I received this in an e-mail, and had to share it!  Along that same line, check &lt;a href="http://www.prunejuicecomics.com/beingfive/strips08/milk.gif"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R6SQ54f0TkI/AAAAAAAAARg/DvY3j65IB4A/s1600-h/political+cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R6SQ54f0TkI/AAAAAAAAARg/DvY3j65IB4A/s320/political+cereal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162410396966211138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6698046050647142627?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6698046050647142627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6698046050647142627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6698046050647142627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6698046050647142627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/politics-as-usual.html' title='Politics as Usual'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R6SQ54f0TkI/AAAAAAAAARg/DvY3j65IB4A/s72-c/political+cereal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-5527623937253509863</id><published>2008-01-29T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:13:44.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pirates Who Don&apos;t Do Anything'/><title type='text'>Must-See Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bigidea.com/images/insidebi/3pirates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://bigidea.com/images/insidebi/3pirates.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're tired of going to "kid friendly" movies, only to find the movie isn't really that "kid friendly"....in the words of Bob the Tomato:  "Have we got a show for you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the kiddos to see the newest Veggie flick yesterday.  There are only a limited number of theaters showing it.  We had to squeeze in a matinee, and were fortunate to see the last showing of it.  What a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is plenty of pirate action, adventure, damsel in distress, etc.  Many life lessons.  And, of course, the usual Veggie humor we have all come to know and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best lesson of the movie is that the "king" gives us everything we need for the adventure.  The characters never used the word "God" or quoted Scripture.  But the message was clear:  God gives us all everything we need for this adventure we call life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nary an objectionable element.  Zilch.  Nothing.  Nada.  All good, clean fun.  The pirates even drink root beer!  The swashbuckling is tame and silly.  The monsters, well, let's just say they aren't always all they appear to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely a thumbs-up from this movie goer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret?  Our popcorn was gone before the movie even began!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-5527623937253509863?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5527623937253509863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5527623937253509863&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5527623937253509863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5527623937253509863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/must-see-movie.html' title='Must-See Movie'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-9070258642688781648</id><published>2008-01-25T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:27:35.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No new post</title><content type='html'>See &lt;a href="http://www.journeythoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt; for today's post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-9070258642688781648?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9070258642688781648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=9070258642688781648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9070258642688781648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9070258642688781648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-new-post.html' title='No new post'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-746836311486550002</id><published>2008-01-21T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:32:17.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Monday Note</title><content type='html'>It is cold, cold, cold in our part of the country! When the windchill is below zero, that is time for me to be inside, for sure. I have a cold, too, so a warm, fuzzy blanket and a cup of hot chocolate are just the ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share the latest family news. I'm going to be an aunt again! Our sister-in-law is expecting baby #3 in late August. Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cookiemag.com/images/brain/2006/09/brar01_pacifiers-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.cookiemag.com/images/brain/2006/09/brar01_pacifiers-.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-746836311486550002?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/746836311486550002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=746836311486550002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/746836311486550002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/746836311486550002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/quick-monday-note.html' title='A Quick Monday Note'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4390759642335478010</id><published>2008-01-11T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:49:40.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>No big post here...just congratulating myself on surviving another year!  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check my other blog for today's post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4390759642335478010?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4390759642335478010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4390759642335478010&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4390759642335478010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4390759642335478010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-363235141389660465</id><published>2008-01-10T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:14.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R4Yy11Ln_sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MPkrk0ylKsw/s1600-h/wood-split.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153862723962404546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R4Yy11Ln_sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MPkrk0ylKsw/s200/wood-split.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;IT WAS ALREADY LATE FALL AND THE INDIANS ON A REMOTE RESERVATION IN SOUTH DAKOTA ASKED THEIR NEW CHIEF IF THE COMING WINTER WAS GOING TO BE COLD OR MILD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINCE HE WAS A CHIEF IN A MODERN SOCIETY HE HAD NEVER BEEN TAUGHT THE OLD SECRETS. WHEN HE LOOKED AT THE SKY HE COULDN'T TELL WHAT THE WINTER WAS GOING TO BE LIKE. NEVERTHELESS, TO BE ON THE SAFE SIDE, HE TOLD HIS TRIBE THAT THE WINTER WAS INDEED GOING TO BE COLD AND THAT THE MEMBERS OF THE VILLAGE SHOULD COLLECT FIREWOOD TO BE PREPARED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BEING A PRACTICAL LEADER, AFTER SEVERAL DAYS HE GOT AN IDEA. HE WENT TO THE PHONE BOOTH, CALLED THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE AND ASKED, "IS THE COMING WINTER GOING TO BE COLD?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IT LOOKS LIKE THIS WINTER IS GOING TO BE QUITE COLD," THE METEOROLOGIST AT THE WEATHER SERVICE RESPONDED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THE CHIEF WENT BACK TO HIS PEOPLE AND TOLD THEM TO COLLECT EVEN MORE FIREWOOD IN ORDER T O BE PREPARED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WEEK LATER HE CALLED THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE AGAIN. "DOES IT STILL LOOK LIKE IT IS GOING TO BE A VERY COLD WINTER?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YES," THE MAN AT NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE AGAIN REPLIED, "IT'S GOING TO BE A VERY COLD WINTER."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CHIEF AGAIN WENT BACK TO HIS PEOPLE AND ORDERED THEM TO COLLECT EVERY SCRAP OF FIREWOOD THEY COULD FIND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO WEEKS LATER THE CHIEF CALLED THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE AGAIN. "ARE YOU ABSOLUTELY SURE THAT THE WINTER IS GOING TO BE VERY COLD?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ABSOLUTELY," THE MAN REPLIED. "IT'S LOOKING MORE AND MORE LIKE IT IS GOING TO BE ONE OF THE COLDEST WINTERS WE'VE EVER SEEN."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HOW CAN YOU BE SO SURE?" THE CHIEF ASKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WEATHERMAN REPLIED, "THE INDIANS ARE COLLECTING FIREWOOD LIKE CRAZY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-363235141389660465?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/363235141389660465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=363235141389660465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/363235141389660465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/363235141389660465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/indian-winter.html' title='Indian Winter'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R4Yy11Ln_sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MPkrk0ylKsw/s72-c/wood-split.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-239394088179896878</id><published>2008-01-04T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T11:18:07.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy New Year, Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.helpdesknotes.com/uploads/cubicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.helpdesknotes.com/uploads/cubicle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Office Equipment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office phones typically have more than 25,000 germs per square inch. Your desk, your keyboard, and your mouse aren't that much cleaner. (As she typed on her keyboard and cringed...) Phones, including cell phones, get coated with germs from your mouth and hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways to reduce the risk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Cleaning your desk, phone, and keyboard with a disinfecting wipe once in the middle of the day can rid yourself of 99.99% of the bacteria and viruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mocpages.com/user_thumbnails/bb573@ms45.hinet.net/www.brickshelf.com_gallery_ytshih_FunStuffs_Toilet_05.jpg_SPLASH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.mocpages.com/user_thumbnails/bb573@ms45.hinet.net/www.brickshelf.com_gallery_ytshih_FunStuffs_Toilet_05.jpg_SPLASH.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one last tip I came up with on my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when an individual must sit on a public toilet seat, no matter how much it grosses us out. Carry a small, purse-sized bottled of hand sanitizer in your purse. Place a generous amount of sanitizer on the toilet seat, then wipe it clean with toilet tissue. The alcohol in the sanitizer will kill lots of those "nasties" before you place your derriere in harm's way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else have any healthy hints???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-239394088179896878?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/239394088179896878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=239394088179896878&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/239394088179896878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/239394088179896878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/healthy-new-year-part-5.html' title='Healthy New Year, Part 5'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7277760895325891162</id><published>2008-01-03T14:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:55:01.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercial Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.prunejuicecomics.com/beingfive/profilepic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.prunejuicecomics.com/beingfive/profilepic1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a short break in my "healthy habits" series to let you know about a really cute website.  The name of it is, "Being Five."  The blogger runs his own little comic strips on it.  This is one you can share with your kids, too.  Definitely a good one to add as a link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.beingfive.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7277760895325891162?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7277760895325891162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7277760895325891162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7277760895325891162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7277760895325891162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/commercial-break.html' title='Commercial Break'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-9023778771670006172</id><published>2008-01-03T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:08:01.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy New Year, Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.margarets.com/images/specialtylogos-photos/CoachPurseClean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.margarets.com/images/specialtylogos-photos/CoachPurseClean.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your handbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent studies found that most women's purses have tens of thousands of bacteria on the bottom. A few handbags were overrun with millions of bacteria. Germs causing eye infections and skin infections were found on women's handbags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways to reduce the risk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Instead of slinging your purse on the floor, hang it on a hook whenever possible--especially in public bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Don't place your bag on the kitchen counter.  (I would add the dining room table to this, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Stick with leather or vinyl purses, which are typically cleaner than cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow...last (but certainly not least)...office equipment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-9023778771670006172?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9023778771670006172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=9023778771670006172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9023778771670006172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/9023778771670006172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/healthy-new-year-part-4.html' title='Healthy New Year, Part 4'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2010288248979484482</id><published>2008-01-02T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:32:33.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy New Year, Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lakeshoreglazing.com/img/bathtub_refinishing-after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.lakeshoreglazing.com/img/bathtub_refinishing-after.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bathtub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent study found staphylococcus bacteria, a common cause of serious skin infections, in 26% of bathtubs tested, as compared with just 6% of garbage cans. Bathtubs had more than 100,000 bacteria per square inch. You're washing germs and viruses off your body. Since the tub is a fairly moist environment, it's an ideal place for bacteria to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways to reduce the risk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Once a week, apply a disinfecting cleaner to the tub and actually scrub the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Then you need to wash the germs down the drain with water and dry the tub with a clean towel. If you leave the tub wet, germs are more likely to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If someone who has a skin infection uses the tub, scrub it afterward with a solution of 2 tablespoons bleach in one quart of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next installment:  Your handbag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2010288248979484482?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2010288248979484482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2010288248979484482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2010288248979484482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2010288248979484482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/healthy-new-year-part-3.html' title='Healthy New Year, Part 3'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7416669142321757061</id><published>2008-01-01T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:38:41.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy New Year, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://joeprah.com/images/stories/laundry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://joeprah.com/images/stories/laundry.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second set of health tips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wet Laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any time you transfer underwear from the washer to the dryer, you may be getting E. coli on your hands. One dirty undergarment in the washer can spread to the whole load and the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways to reduce the risk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Run washing machines at 150 degrees (you can check the temperature of your washing machine water with a candy thermometer--before adding the clothes!) and wash whites with bleach (not the color-safe type; it doesn't pack the same punch), which can kill 99.9% of germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Transfer wet laundry to the dryer quickly so germs don't multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wash underwear separately (there's about a gram of feces in every pair of dirty underwear) and dry them for a minimum of 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wash your hands thoroughly after handling dirty laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next time for...the bathtub!  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7416669142321757061?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7416669142321757061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7416669142321757061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7416669142321757061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7416669142321757061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/healthy-new-year-part-2.html' title='Healthy New Year, Part 2'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4012255832615896938</id><published>2007-12-31T11:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T11:47:59.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Healthy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sterlingplumbing.com/difference/images/aaa01170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.sterlingplumbing.com/difference/images/aaa01170.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our local hospitals ran an article in our weekend paper regarding ways to stay healthy this winter. I won't try to put it all in one post, but here is the first installment. And have a happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kitchen sink--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies have shown that kitchen sinks are dirtier than most bathrooms. There are approximately 500,000 or more bacteria per square inch in the drain alone. Plus the sponge, the basin, and the faucet handles are also crawling with bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways to reduce the risk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Clean your kitchen counters and sink with antibacterial products after preparing or cleansing food, which carry lots of potential pathogens like salmonella, campylobacter, and E. coli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wash your hands well with warm, soapy water for 20 seconds (long enough to sing, "Happy Birthday").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sanitize sponges by running them through the dishwasher's drying cycle, which will kill 99.9% of the bacteria. (If you don't have a dishwasher, microwaving the sponge for 1 minute on high can also sanitize it. Washing regularly in the laundry and drying it might help, but many sponges can't be run through a dryer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As for the sink, clean it twice a week with a solution of one tablespoon chlorine bleach and one quart of water. Scrub the basin, and then pour the solution down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in next time for my installment on Wet Laundry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4012255832615896938?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4012255832615896938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4012255832615896938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4012255832615896938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4012255832615896938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-healthy-new-year.html' title='Have a Healthy New Year!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-5715431415714959322</id><published>2007-12-23T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T19:24:48.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason for the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bethanyroberts.com/images/CHmanger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bethanyroberts.com/images/CHmanger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government will be upon his shoulder, and his name will be called 'Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Isaiah 9:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-5715431415714959322?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5715431415714959322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5715431415714959322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5715431415714959322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5715431415714959322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/reason-for-season.html' title='The Reason for the Season'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-8465465134340751910</id><published>2007-12-14T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T14:26:04.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Marriage Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.superb-weddings.com/Precious%20Moments%20-%20Cross%20Caketop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.superb-weddings.com/Precious%20Moments%20-%20Cross%20Caketop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For about 18 years now, I have carried  a card (in my Bible) with the following prayer.  I wanted to share it with my readers today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;help us to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;when we first met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the strong love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that grew between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Help us to work that love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;into practical things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so nothing can divide us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We aks for words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;both kind and loving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and for hearts always ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to ask forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;as well as to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Lord, we put our marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;into Your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-8465465134340751910?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2987151888471816099</id><published>2007-12-10T14:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:15.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Northerner's Fund Raiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R12Z6dOScxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Lahm48n9JGw/s1600-h/snow+sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R12Z6dOScxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Lahm48n9JGw/s400/snow+sale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142435579082994450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2987151888471816099?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R12Z6dOScxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Lahm48n9JGw/s72-c/snow+sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-4486906385302727035</id><published>2007-12-08T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:15.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Christmas Cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R1rRbtOScvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/XM4xVO64NDY/s1600-h/calvin+and+hobbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R1rRbtOScvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/XM4xVO64NDY/s400/calvin+and+hobbs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141652198523040498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/R1rQ2dOScuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ybcOcnNgb54/s1600-h/calvin+and+hobbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-4486906385302727035?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4486906385302727035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=4486906385302727035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/4486906385302727035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Know...</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a short hiatus from blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1578328081909670624?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1578328081909670624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1578328081909670624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1578328081909670624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1578328081909670624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just So You Know...'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7036754354686930594</id><published>2007-11-30T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:40:42.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where, Oh Where?</title><content type='html'>I'm not lost.  I just haven't had time for blogging lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7036754354686930594?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7036754354686930594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7036754354686930594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7036754354686930594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7036754354686930594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-oh-where.html' title='Where, Oh Where?'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6029665443628794485</id><published>2007-11-19T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:35:01.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/652716/2/istockphoto_652716_horn_of_plenty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/652716/2/istockphoto_652716_horn_of_plenty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; traditions in our family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--drive to Michigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the guys have to play the family football game, whether it's snowing, or sunny, or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the gals have to prepare the feast, complete with turkey, stuffing, rutabaga, pumpkin pie, cranberry sauce, corn, peas (and other veggies), bread rolls, sweet potato casserole, the jello dessert, banana cream pie, probably apple pie, mashed potatoes...and whatever we can think of that we may have missed in all that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--watch the Detroit Lions (usually they get beat, but we can always hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--eat leftovers for supper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, this year, we don't have to rush back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about your traditions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grammarpolice.net/images/snoopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://grammarpolice.net/images/snoopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6029665443628794485?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6029665443628794485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6029665443628794485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6029665443628794485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6029665443628794485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-traditions.html' title='Thanksgiving Traditions'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-5614818620172277623</id><published>2007-11-16T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:15.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Have a Good Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Rz37ElFF3JI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PLjIrJNnilU/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Rz37ElFF3JI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PLjIrJNnilU/s320/church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133535206363749522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-5614818620172277623?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5614818620172277623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5614818620172277623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5614818620172277623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5614818620172277623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-good-weekend.html' title='Have a Good Weekend!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Rz37ElFF3JI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PLjIrJNnilU/s72-c/church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7094916135599302290</id><published>2007-11-13T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:28:21.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='godly beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>True Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/slink/images/255x143/girl_looking_in_mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/slink/images/255x143/girl_looking_in_mirror.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The following essay was written by my cousin's 14 year old daughter. I have posted it on both my blogs, as I didn't want any of my readers to miss it. (The author's name has been withheld by request.)&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Letter About Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I hate it when the girls show off their bodies. They show off all of their legs, as in, if their shorts went any shorter they’d be wearing underwear.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess they think they’d be accepted if they wear basically nothing. It bothers me that their shirts are like bras; it shows all of their stomach and a lot of their chest.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What’s with this?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It drives me insane!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why can’t they be modest for once?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why do their parents even let them wear this stuff anyway?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why do they even make those clothes in the first place?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who came up with that?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why does everyone strive to be “beautiful”?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why do we all want to be skinny?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, everyone does think about being beautiful and skinny.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even beautiful, skinny girls think that they’re not skinny or pretty enough.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What’s with “Oh I wish I had her clothes”, or “Why can’t I get into a size 0 like she can?”&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or even “Oh I love her hair!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wish I had her hair.”&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or “She always gets the hottest guys, why doesn’t any good looking guy want to go out with me?”?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hate that! But yet, I do that too, just like you do.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So this is why I’m writing this to you.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m going to try to stand up against those lies.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are beautiful, I’m beautiful, she’s beautiful, we are all beautiful.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even when we grow older and the outside appearance may not be as beautiful as it used to be, lets make sure that we’re always modest, and that our inside is beautiful.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are some girls out there who have the most beautiful outward appearance, but inside is the most hideous person on the face of the earth, just by her attitude and her thoughts.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We need to be confidant in ourselves.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Girls, we need to remember to not show off our bodies so those guys can see it, just wait for your husband, only he should see that.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love the way Emily Downs puts it in an article in Focus On The Family’s teenage girl’s magazine, Brio, she says that “As females, we need to stop putting so much of our worth in outward appearance.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our Lord created humans in His image, not just the thin, perfect-looking people, but every one of us in all our shapes and sizes.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God doesn’t see beauty the way today’s media do.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He created tiny girls and curvy girls.”&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God did create us.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He doesn’t make junk.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He made you the way you are; he made me the way I am.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even the models are not as thin as the pictures in the magazine.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They use computers to fix up their hair, eyes, their size, they get rid of their zits, they make their boobs bigger, or their legs more tan, or they get rid of the spot that they missed when they shaved.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No one is perfect.&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We don’t need to show off our bodies to be beautiful, in fact that’s just disgusting!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We don’t need to have perfect hair; we don’t need to be a size 0.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We just need to be ourselves.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Proverbs 31:30 says “Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.”&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also Psalms 139:14 says “…I am fearfully and wonderfully made…” The bible says that we are created in God’s image!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you think that you’re ugly, and not good enough, that’s just like insulting God because he made us like this!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So think positive, be modest, and most importantly of all, be the girl who God made you to be!&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7094916135599302290?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7094916135599302290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7094916135599302290&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7094916135599302290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7094916135599302290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/true-beauty.html' title='True Beauty'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3790747454289210164</id><published>2007-11-08T14:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:58:06.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detroit'/><title type='text'>For All My Friends Back in Michigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/0d/I-696.svg/749px-I-696.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/0d/I-696.svg/749px-I-696.svg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;tt&gt;Detroit Traffic Rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Forget the traffic rules you learned elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Detroit has its own version of traffic rules. Hold on&lt;br /&gt;and pray! First you must learn to pronounce the city&lt;br /&gt;name. It's Di-troit, NOT DEE-troit. If you pronounce&lt;br /&gt;it DEE-Troit then we will assume you are from Toledo&lt;br /&gt;and here for the country Music hoe-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The morning rush hour is from 6:00 a.m. to 10:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;The evening rush hour is from 3:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Friday's rush hour starts Thursday morning. Weekends&lt;br /&gt;are open game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you actually stop at a yellow light, you will be&lt;br /&gt;rear ended, and possibly shot. If you're first off the&lt;br /&gt;starting line when the light turns green, count to&lt;br /&gt;five before going. This will avoid getting in the way&lt;br /&gt;of cross traffic who just ran their yellow light to&lt;br /&gt;keep from getting shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Schoenherr can ONLY be prounounced by a native of the&lt;br /&gt;metro Detroit area. That goes for Gratiot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Construction and  renovation on I-94, I-96, I-75 and&lt;br /&gt;I-275 is a way of life, just deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If someone actually has their turn signal on, it is&lt;br /&gt;probably a factory defect or they are "out of&lt;br /&gt;towners".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All old men with white hair wearing a hat have total&lt;br /&gt;right-of-way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The minimum acceptable speed on I-696 is 85&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the posted speeds. Anything less is&lt;br /&gt;considered downright SISSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh, don't even think of allowing more than one car&lt;br /&gt;length between cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The attractive wrought iron on the windows and doors&lt;br /&gt;in Detroit is NOT ornamental. DO NOT get out of your&lt;br /&gt;car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Never stare at the driver of the car with the bumper&lt;br /&gt;sticker that says, Keep honking, I'm reloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you are in the left lane and only going 70 in a 60&lt;br /&gt;mph zone, people are not waving because they are so&lt;br /&gt;friendly in Detroit. I would suggest you duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I-275 &amp;amp; I-696 is our daily version of NASCAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's not M-10, it's "the  Lodge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That's not a lake, it's a pothole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If someone tells you it's on Outer Drive, you better&lt;br /&gt;hope you have a map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Michigan left turn is simple. If you want to turn&lt;br /&gt;left, go a 1/4 of a mile past your turn, get to the&lt;br /&gt;left, then make a left, then another left, then make a&lt;br /&gt;right. NOW you have gone left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your trip to Detroit&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3790747454289210164?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3790747454289210164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3790747454289210164&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3790747454289210164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3790747454289210164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-all-my.html' title='For All My Friends Back in Michigan'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-7579754205718563451</id><published>2007-11-05T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:15.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heard Any Good Sermons Lately???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Ry93N1cz5DI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dm7u8SSxI8o/s1600-h/church+humor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Ry93N1cz5DI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dm7u8SSxI8o/s320/church+humor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129449580168209458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-7579754205718563451?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7579754205718563451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=7579754205718563451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7579754205718563451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/7579754205718563451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/heard-any-good-sermons-lately.html' title='Heard Any Good Sermons Lately???'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Ry93N1cz5DI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dm7u8SSxI8o/s72-c/church+humor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-3628721166779122997</id><published>2007-11-01T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:15.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Golden Compass'/><title type='text'>Beware the Golden Compass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Ryn0tVcz4_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/hddAK7iwf94/s1600-h/compass_1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127898710427296754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Ryn0tVcz4_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/hddAK7iwf94/s200/compass_1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a new movie coming out soon, starring Nicole Kidman. The title of the movie is "The Golden Compass". It will be marketed to kids, and they have a book series they will be promoting, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie has a very anti-God sentiment to it. It is being called the "anti-Narnia" movie. To learn more, check out this link. &lt;a href="http://snopes.com/politics/religion/compass.asp"&gt;http://snopes.com/politics/religion/compass.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-3628721166779122997?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3628721166779122997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=3628721166779122997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3628721166779122997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/3628721166779122997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/beware-golden-compass.html' title='Beware the Golden Compass'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/Ryn0tVcz4_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/hddAK7iwf94/s72-c/compass_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-5234495521629310349</id><published>2007-10-26T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:58:08.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>To "Halloween" or Not to "Halloween"?  Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davisoncity.itright.com/Portals/74/Jack-o-lantern%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://davisoncity.itright.com/Portals/74/Jack-o-lantern%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I want to thank everyone who left a thought or comment on my previous post.  You all shared some great ideas and feelings on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conclusion we came to: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our youngest son is going to dress up as a fireman, and attend his class party.  The situation with our oldest is a bit easier.  His class is joining the 7th and 8th graders for a pizza and bowling party.  This will not involve costumes, but will just be a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to follow our tradition of the past by going out together that evening.  (We usually go to a fast food restaurant with a play land...though our oldest is getting a bit big for that!)  We'll come home and have family prayers, then play some games.  The practice in the past was that whoever won the game got some candy.  (I took in a pile of caramels one year!  :o)  )  We usually play Uno or something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the crowds of children downtown last night, all trying to get their share of the candy offered by the merchants...I was once again thankful that we don't participate in the hullabaloo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to add, too, that our youngest was quite perturbed recently, when he found out that their weekly time of praying the rosary is going to be replaced by their party next week.  He didn't think that was right.  I have to say, I'm glad he feels that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-5234495521629310349?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5234495521629310349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5234495521629310349&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5234495521629310349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5234495521629310349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-halloween-or-not-to-halloween-part-2.html' title='To &quot;Halloween&quot; or Not to &quot;Halloween&quot;?  Part 2'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-2176071375735387780</id><published>2007-10-24T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:24:23.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Stossel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20/20'/><title type='text'>A Little Global Warming Education?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/fa/Globe.svg/600px-Globe.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/fa/Globe.svg/600px-Globe.svg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you're like me, it seems there is at least one article in the paper, one news segment on the evening news, or one item on my news homepage &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt; about global warming. It seems to have become the latest national and international crisis, if you listen to all they are saying, or read all they are printing on the subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week, though, I saw an interesting story on this topic on ABC's 20/20. It was on John Stossel's "Give Me a Break" segment. I'm including the link here. Read the article, and let me know what you think. &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/2020/Stossel/story?id=3751219&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Man vs. Nature&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We definitely need to be good stewards of our planet.  But do we need to throw the entire population into a panic???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.panicbuttons.com/images/panic-button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.panicbuttons.com/images/panic-button.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-2176071375735387780?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2176071375735387780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=2176071375735387780&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2176071375735387780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/2176071375735387780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-global-warming-education.html' title='A Little Global Warming Education?'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-6501984775917485503</id><published>2007-10-22T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:16.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Picture of the Favorite Great Nephew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/RxzzMVl4j0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Cf8u6zlrh9M/s1600-h/Isaiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/RxzzMVl4j0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Cf8u6zlrh9M/s320/Isaiah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124237869320802114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-6501984775917485503?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6501984775917485503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=6501984775917485503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6501984775917485503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/6501984775917485503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-picture-of-favorite-great-nephew.html' title='A New Picture of the Favorite Great Nephew!'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/RxzzMVl4j0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Cf8u6zlrh9M/s72-c/Isaiah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-1169335398355190956</id><published>2007-10-16T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T14:18:13.138-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-mail'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the Forwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://webserver.mcl.org/images/computer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://webserver.mcl.org/images/computer.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;SUMMARY OF MY          LAST YEAR ON THE          COMPUTER--A Thank You for All Those Helpful Forwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of all your forwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to          scrub the top of every can I open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I          don't have any savings because I gave it to a  sick girl          (Penny&lt;br /&gt;Brown) who is about to die in the  hospital for          the 1,387,258th          time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I don't          have any money at all, but that  will change once          I&lt;br /&gt;receive the $15,000 that Bill  Gates/Microsoft and          AOL are  sending me&lt;br /&gt;for  participating in          their special e-mail          program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have          to worry about my soul because I  have 363,214          angels&lt;br /&gt;looking out for me, and St. Theresa's          novena has granted my every          wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer eat KFC          because their chickens are actually horrible&lt;br /&gt;mutant freaks with          no eyes          or  feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I          no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even  though I smell          like&lt;br /&gt;a water buffalo on a hot          day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, I          have learned that my prayers  get answered only if&lt;br /&gt;I          forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within          five&lt;br /&gt;minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I          no longer can buy gasoline without taking  someone along to          watch&lt;br /&gt;the car so a serial killer  won't crawl in my          back seat when I'm          pumping&lt;br /&gt;gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I          no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the  people who          make&lt;br /&gt;these product s are atheists who  refuse to put          "Under God" on the cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I          no longer drink Coca Cola because it can  remove          toilet&lt;br /&gt;stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I          don't use Saran wrap in the microwave because  it causes          cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks          for letting me know I can't boil a  cup of water in          the&lt;br /&gt;microwave anymore since it will  blow up in my          face, disfiguring me          for&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no          longer check the coin return on pay phones  because I could          be&lt;br /&gt;pricked with an infected          needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer          go to shopping malls because someone  will drug me          with&lt;br /&gt;a perfume sample and rob          me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer          receive packages from UPS or FedEx  since they          are&lt;br /&gt;actually Al Qaeda in          disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer          shop at Target since they are French  and don't          support&lt;br /&gt;our American troops or the  Salvation          Army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't answer          the phone anymore because someone  will ask me to&lt;br /&gt;dial          a number for which I will get a  phone bill with calls to          Jamaica,&lt;br /&gt;Uganda, Singapore,  and          Uzbekistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to buy          expensive cookies from  Neiman Marcus since I&lt;br /&gt;now have          their recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't          use anyone's toilet but mine because a  big brown          African&lt;br /&gt;spider is lurking under the seat  to cause me          instant death when it&lt;br /&gt;bites my          rear-end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to your          great advice, I can't ever  pick up $5.00 I find&lt;br /&gt;in a          parking lot because it was probably placed there by a sex          molester&lt;br /&gt;waiting  underneath my car to grab my          leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't drive my          car anywhere now because we're  no longer supposed&lt;br /&gt;to          buy gas from any gas          stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you          don't copy this and send it to at least  144,000 people in          the&lt;br /&gt;next 70 minutes, a large          dove  with  diarrhea will land on your head          at&lt;br /&gt;5:00 PM today, and the fleas from 12 camels will infest          your  back,&lt;br /&gt;causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know          this  will occur because it&lt;br /&gt;actually happened to a          friend  of my next door neighbor's&lt;br /&gt;ex-mother-in-law's          second  husband's cousin's beautician...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a          wonderful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-1169335398355190956?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1169335398355190956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=1169335398355190956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1169335398355190956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/1169335398355190956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/thanks-for-forwards.html' title='Thanks for the Forwards'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-5930091876856277257</id><published>2007-10-15T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:21:16.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greensburg Kansas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Another Way to Help Greensburg, Kansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/RxN971l4jwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YUdjnpKsmao/s1600-h/recipemain.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121575668202114818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/RxN971l4jwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YUdjnpKsmao/s200/recipemain.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received an e-mail today, telling of a recipe book a friend is putting together for people in Greensburg.  If you would like to contribute, send recipes to &lt;a href="mailto:jdrunner@gbta.net"&gt;jdrunner@gbta.net&lt;/a&gt;.  Please note that she would like to have this ready before Christmas, so needs the recipes ASAP.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS SO MUCH!&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/335063950580231681-5930091876856277257?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5930091876856277257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=5930091876856277257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5930091876856277257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/5930091876856277257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-way-to-help-greensburg-kansas.html' title='Another Way to Help Greensburg, Kansas'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a95EnDfCz5w/RxN971l4jwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YUdjnpKsmao/s72-c/recipemain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335063950580231681.post-197575417233243336</id><published>2007-10-09T14:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:10:08.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>To "Halloween" or not to "Halloween"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/cumbria/content/images/2005/10/28/jackolantern_christopher_walters_470x353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/cumbria/content/images/2005/10/28/jackolantern_christopher_walters_470x353.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our kids are ages 11 and 8. When our youngest was approaching his first Halloween, back in the '90's, my husband and I had a lengthy discussion about whether or not we should dress our little tyke in some cutesy costume...or let it go. Since our son was only a little over 1 1/2 yrs., we figured we'd let it go. Then the next year came along, and we just sort of ignored the day. Each successive year, it became easier to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; deal with it. When our son started kindergarten, we had already pretty much made up our minds that we didn't want to celebrate the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't make us out to be scrooges. We both celebrated Halloween throughout our childhoods. But when we were in college, the town was known for its "witches convention" and big, secretive gatherings by those who were into animal sacrifice. The females on our campus were even encouraged to stay inside on that night. Or, at the very least, not to be out alone after dark. It was a very real situation. It convinced me of the evil that takes place on that night. I could give more details, but that's sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to our kids. While in kindergarten, we told our son's teacher that he wouldn't be celebrating Halloween. They didn't force him to sing the songs, and he had the option of making different art projects, etc. On Halloween, we took him out of school for the day, as they were having an all-day party. Our church had a different type of celebration, with kids dressing as saints. Some of the parents in our church agreed with us, so that made it easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the years following this, we have taken that night as a family night. We take the kids to some fast food place with a playland. We come home and play games, with the winners earning free candies, etc. I have gone to Wal-Mart and purchased sale-priced costumes for the kids to dress up in when they are just playing. We just didn't want it to be a celebration of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this year, our kids are not home schooled. They are in school. Halloween songs are being sung. Costumes are being discussed. There will be parties. We are in the very small minority of people who have never celebrated this with our kids. Most people think we're crazy. The Catholic church also celebrates November 1st, which is All Saints' Day. It is a celebration of the lives of those who have stood as examples of living a truly holy, Christian life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm asking for your thoughts. I really don't know what to do with this situation. Having told our kids all these years the reasons why we don't celebrate this...how do we reconcile that our church's school celebrates it? And should we just lighten up and let them do this...even though that is completely the opposite of what we've always told them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*jack-o-lantern photo by Christopher Walters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/335063950580231681-197575417233243336?l=freckledmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/feeds/197575417233243336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=335063950580231681&amp;postID=197575417233243336&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/197575417233243336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/335063950580231681/posts/default/197575417233243336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freckledmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-halloween-or-not-to-halloween.html' title='To &quot;Halloween&quot; or not to &quot;Halloween&quot;?'/><author><name>Joni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038325796029051894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDkoQY1CQm0/TjsoQ4FQ0zI/AAAAAAAAAz0/c1bmBwm8As0/s220/joni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
