<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119</id><updated>2012-01-31T17:51:04.148-08:00</updated><category term='Blogging 101'/><title type='text'>Tetertot's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3682432488090927112</id><published>2009-12-09T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:14:18.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robynn's Ravings: It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like HOLIDAY?#links</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like-holiday.html#links"&gt;Robynn's Ravings: It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like HOLIDAY?#links&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-3682432488090927112?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like-holiday.html#links' title='Robynn&apos;s Ravings: It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like HOLIDAY?#links'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3682432488090927112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3682432488090927112' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3682432488090927112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3682432488090927112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/12/robynns-ravings-its-beginning-to-look.html' title='Robynn&apos;s Ravings: It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like HOLIDAY?#links'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3301241438816085054</id><published>2009-11-12T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:14:05.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been some time since I paid any attention to the blog, so here I am updating 6 months worth of pictures. Hope you enjoy... Here you go Sis....I finally did it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403270067929632802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxFf8ByUCI/AAAAAAAACL8/rcAt0WYU4jY/s320/IMG_4648.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It wouldn't be complete if I didn't put a picture of Diesel in here. This is his "Are you talking to me?" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403270064679107410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxFfv6zO1I/AAAAAAAACL0/qeIHLwG53Is/s320/IMG_4652.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;These go from most recent, being just a few days ago, to June.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just in the Trail of Two Cities Marathon on Sunday. This is our relay team...you didn't really think I would run all 26.2 miles myself did you?! Nick, Dave, Christy and Me. Christy was the brainchild behind it having done a half marathon two years in a row. It was one of the best experiences ever and we will definitely do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxFenNdNQI/AAAAAAAACLk/ZQXTU2dB6Ls/s1600-h/racepic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403270051833870146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxFfAEQd0I/AAAAAAAACLs/PBykZZmud6I/s320/IMG_4651.JPG" /&gt;Our moral support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxFeVWnE6I/AAAAAAAACLc/9-P1sjXN9PI/s1600-h/racepic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403270040368124834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxFeVWnE6I/AAAAAAAACLc/9-P1sjXN9PI/s320/racepic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDXMRKkoI/AAAAAAAACLU/jAhzokpyR4E/s1600-h/IMG_4592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403267718647026306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDXMRKkoI/AAAAAAAACLU/jAhzokpyR4E/s320/IMG_4592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Homecoming...Coya was nominated for homecoming queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDWqds_AI/AAAAAAAACLM/2S4Sr3JnIdM/s1600-h/IMG_4594_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403267709572807682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDWqds_AI/AAAAAAAACLM/2S4Sr3JnIdM/s320/IMG_4594_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She and Mr. T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDWeLysqI/AAAAAAAACLE/hsqfysfhSZY/s1600-h/IMG_4598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403267706276459170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDWeLysqI/AAAAAAAACLE/hsqfysfhSZY/s320/IMG_4598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie and Mrs. Yee...Maddie was up for Freshman Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDV45egvI/AAAAAAAACK8/2qrCWWS0gcM/s1600-h/IMG_4607_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403267696267526898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDV45egvI/AAAAAAAACK8/2qrCWWS0gcM/s320/IMG_4607_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Buds...Coya and Heather (she was also nominated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDVYdTvCI/AAAAAAAACK0/VNbF36dMQto/s1600-h/IMG_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403267687559445538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxDVYdTvCI/AAAAAAAACK0/VNbF36dMQto/s320/IMG_4611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were her "after the show" shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxCL3j8NNI/AAAAAAAACKs/3AgedZuK3Oc/s1600-h/IMG_4532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403266424598443218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxCL3j8NNI/AAAAAAAACKs/3AgedZuK3Oc/s320/IMG_4532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxCLb0I8FI/AAAAAAAACKk/ia3A8W261Yc/s1600-h/IMG_4553_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403266417150193746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxCLb0I8FI/AAAAAAAACKk/ia3A8W261Yc/s320/IMG_4553_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing the National Anthem before the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403262814413977682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw-5uk4-FI/AAAAAAAACKE/SgigTW8yJ5Q/s320/IMG_4521.JPG" /&gt;Like I said, these are in reverse order. Getting ready for the big night. Lots of thanks to Kitty for doing her hair and makeup. She was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403262798244017746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw-4yVq9lI/AAAAAAAACJ8/ct-YF2LoyCQ/s320/IMG_4522_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403262797432995922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw-4vUTwFI/AAAAAAAACJ0/r-ae1187EOE/s320/IMG_4526_2.JPG" /&gt;"Hold still now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403262785195750114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw-4BuuMuI/AAAAAAAACJs/m9vtfu99PBs/s320/IMG_4530.JPG" /&gt;Many thanks as well to Alex, Kitty's daughter, who let Nacoya borrow her gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403262779591244130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw-3s2gOWI/AAAAAAAACJk/CbrEkC8p6nU/s320/IMG_4529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403260691887377618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw8-LjHTNI/AAAAAAAACJc/Nc2HVWtfvBM/s320/IMG_4504.JPG" /&gt;Homecoming activities during the week. The queens had to play "Catch the Pig". That's one way to keep oneself humble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403260683374496754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw89r1fC_I/AAAAAAAACJU/YzIPIbvyDxo/s320/IMG_4505.JPG" /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw89M5bLGI/AAAAAAAACJM/Vr6mhF9lZqc/s1600-h/IMG_4501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403260675069520994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw89M5bLGI/AAAAAAAACJM/Vr6mhF9lZqc/s320/IMG_4501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw88mKwPaI/AAAAAAAACJE/A7eF4Ae7ZT0/s1600-h/IMG_4508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403260664673222050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw88mKwPaI/AAAAAAAACJE/A7eF4Ae7ZT0/s320/IMG_4508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She caught him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw88DBLGJI/AAAAAAAACI8/jaQKqMDBvy8/s1600-h/IMG_4515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403260655237798034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw88DBLGJI/AAAAAAAACI8/jaQKqMDBvy8/s320/IMG_4515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are now to Jen leaving for England....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw71lLLtpI/AAAAAAAACI0/xzJYPFkeGpI/s1600-h/IMG_4465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403259444635874962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw71lLLtpI/AAAAAAAACI0/xzJYPFkeGpI/s320/IMG_4465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying our last goodbyes before she boards the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403259430662520274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw70xHrPdI/AAAAAAAACIs/obcgVqWnPWQ/s320/IMG_4466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw70i1YdOI/AAAAAAAACIk/QyzuQzU2-uU/s1600-h/IMG_4469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403259426827695330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw70i1YdOI/AAAAAAAACIk/QyzuQzU2-uU/s320/IMG_4469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The plane...a 747 Jumbo Jet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw70IfpGcI/AAAAAAAACIc/F5HqIUqdNEA/s1600-h/IMG_4480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403259419757189570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw70IfpGcI/AAAAAAAACIc/F5HqIUqdNEA/s320/IMG_4480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw7z8JsnfI/AAAAAAAACIU/u5WLaHHnSFY/s1600-h/IMG_4483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403259416443919858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw7z8JsnfI/AAAAAAAACIU/u5WLaHHnSFY/s320/IMG_4483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A trip to Pismo with two of her close girl friends before leaving for England... &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw6sJL5nLI/AAAAAAAACIM/TclFp4eDVRA/s1600-h/IMG_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403258182992239794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw6sJL5nLI/AAAAAAAACIM/TclFp4eDVRA/s320/IMG_4409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our favorite place to eat on Pismo Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403258175511227122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw6rtUSavI/AAAAAAAACIE/ravTlPaj1Zg/s320/IMG_4423.JPG" /&gt;First stop was Hearst's Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256216768995330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw45sbv4AI/AAAAAAAACHk/ysI1KV2KYHI/s320/IMG_4384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256208424447938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw45NWQL8I/AAAAAAAACHc/WRWWSA23GQ8/s320/IMG_4395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256199126746786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw44qtghqI/AAAAAAAACHU/GWm9XtnhHEM/s320/IMG_4393.JPG" /&gt;Silly girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256194669306402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw44aGxYiI/AAAAAAAACHM/30bZvNy_ewQ/s320/IMG_4410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403256185429723186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw433r4iDI/AAAAAAAACHE/ekXuNEbZzM8/s320/IMG_4412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403258168599905714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw6rTkgBbI/AAAAAAAACH8/-7PCgcjuRi4/s320/IMG_4432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Josh and Jen before he left for UC Irvine. He left for school a week before Jen did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403258157150104978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw6qo6p7ZI/AAAAAAAACH0/_HLxMX9iiVI/s320/IMG_4427.JPG" /&gt;First day of school...Senior year!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2Y952m0I/AAAAAAAACG0/C7OsGa-Pqx4/s1600-h/IMG_4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403253455499729730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2Y952m0I/AAAAAAAACG0/C7OsGa-Pqx4/s320/IMG_4333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a random one in the mix...he is a little dog in a big dog's body and thinks he should be able to sit in my lap!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2YfpAfeI/AAAAAAAACGs/zoKnkNtI_A0/s1600-h/IMG_4334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403253447376010722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2YfpAfeI/AAAAAAAACGs/zoKnkNtI_A0/s320/IMG_4334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jen enjoying the telescope that Uncle C.P. gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2X9ebwEI/AAAAAAAACGk/Sdl8Gsa4CI8/s1600-h/IMG_4365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403253438204854338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2X9ebwEI/AAAAAAAACGk/Sdl8Gsa4CI8/s320/IMG_4365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coya and Heather take stats for the football team. This was their first home game of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2XWAVsrI/AAAAAAAACGc/whIWXVb3iLw/s1600-h/IMG_4375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403253427609645746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw2XWAVsrI/AAAAAAAACGc/whIWXVb3iLw/s320/IMG_4375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a fun surprise....Nacoya's good friend, Tyler, gave her four tickets to see the Jonas Brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0jztoqMI/AAAAAAAACGU/-5txgRKzZV0/s1600-h/IMG_3995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403251442719434946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0jztoqMI/AAAAAAAACGU/-5txgRKzZV0/s320/IMG_3995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0juUk--I/AAAAAAAACGM/eyjbuEvSPw8/s1600-h/IMG_3953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403251441272159202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0juUk--I/AAAAAAAACGM/eyjbuEvSPw8/s320/IMG_3953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little excited, I'd say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0i8r7uGI/AAAAAAAACGE/Etm_ugtTMWI/s1600-h/IMG_3905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403251427948345442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0i8r7uGI/AAAAAAAACGE/Etm_ugtTMWI/s320/IMG_3905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In front of their bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0iZxV4aI/AAAAAAAACF8/J8yrfLWK0x0/s1600-h/IMG_3903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403251418575790498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0iZxV4aI/AAAAAAAACF8/J8yrfLWK0x0/s320/IMG_3903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0h6jXkPI/AAAAAAAACF0/bPOVtp9OEBk/s1600-h/IMG_3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403251410195681522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svw0h6jXkPI/AAAAAAAACF0/bPOVtp9OEBk/s320/IMG_3895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Tyler in the red. He had some surgery in the summer and just LOVES fried chicken, so we had him over during his recovery for some southern cooking....fried chicken, biscuits and gravy, and fried apples (which really aren't fried, but loaded with cinnamon, butter and a bit of sugar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwynSbql9I/AAAAAAAACFs/oVcpMbtRnCs/s1600-h/IMG_3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403249303481915346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwynSbql9I/AAAAAAAACFs/oVcpMbtRnCs/s320/IMG_3861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another random Diesel shot...this time not of him but of my phone that I accidently left outside on the swing and he found it and ate it. Glad I had a free upgrade coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwymlQMeLI/AAAAAAAACFk/9r7w5HNhIS0/s1600-h/IMG_3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403249291354208434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwymlQMeLI/AAAAAAAACFk/9r7w5HNhIS0/s320/IMG_3855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave and I took a trip over the summer to see his parents in Arizona. His mom will be 80 in March and we don't see them very often, so we hopped in the jeep and took off for a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwymGQTrTI/AAAAAAAACFc/ny7t9L8_dlM/s1600-h/IMG_3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403249283033181490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwymGQTrTI/AAAAAAAACFc/ny7t9L8_dlM/s320/IMG_3853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwylFMSUgI/AAAAAAAACFM/aylYrM254DI/s1600-h/IMG_3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403249265568010754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwylFMSUgI/AAAAAAAACFM/aylYrM254DI/s320/IMG_3834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen turned 18 in July, so we invited some friends to Bobby Salazar's for lunch. Best Mexican food in Fresno/Clovis and a Teter favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svwwqnp_jlI/AAAAAAAACFE/ev8Mnqq7png/s1600-h/IMG_3798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403247161695506002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svwwqnp_jlI/AAAAAAAACFE/ev8Mnqq7png/s320/IMG_3798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwwqCo-ZeI/AAAAAAAACE8/kti8q9hLScE/s1600-h/IMG_3810_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403247151759123938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwwqCo-ZeI/AAAAAAAACE8/kti8q9hLScE/s320/IMG_3810_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwwppTIhiI/AAAAAAAACE0/-W42DFMTTu4/s1600-h/IMG_3808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403247144956626466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwwppTIhiI/AAAAAAAACE0/-W42DFMTTu4/s320/IMG_3808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and Missy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwwpFXWUiI/AAAAAAAACEs/73uLhTTiK0Q/s1600-h/IMG_3793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403247135310631458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvwwpFXWUiI/AAAAAAAACEs/73uLhTTiK0Q/s320/IMG_3793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but not least, a picture of me with some of my voice students at a recital in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svwwo2nAk5I/AAAAAAAACEk/IPS7hEktQhA/s1600-h/IMG_3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403247131349783442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Svwwo2nAk5I/AAAAAAAACEk/IPS7hEktQhA/s320/IMG_3642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-3301241438816085054?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3301241438816085054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3301241438816085054' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3301241438816085054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3301241438816085054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-some-time-since-i-paid-any.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SvxFf8ByUCI/AAAAAAAACL8/rcAt0WYU4jY/s72-c/IMG_4648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7702258106162836893</id><published>2009-09-11T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:28:18.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absent</title><content type='html'>I've been absent for a while, but I am returning soon to post again.  I've enjoyed the summer and now I'm ready to get at it again.  Stay tuned...I'll return this weekend with more pictures than you probably want to see!  Love, Reg :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7702258106162836893?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7702258106162836893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7702258106162836893' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7702258106162836893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7702258106162836893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Absent'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8872277397467759241</id><published>2009-06-23T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:54:59.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day in Yosemite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had no time to get up to Yosemite this spring with all the graduation happenings, so Sunday we took advantage of a free day and headed for the hills! I say it all the time, but we never tire of the drive &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; of Yosemite. It really is one of God's wonders. Here we are starting out the trip...the girls were a little more than excited to be getting up to the mountains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350572232629251714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkENGNbvboI/AAAAAAAACEU/de4wPSM3338/s320/IMG_3660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our driver and Father of the Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350572221167092210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkENFiu8wfI/AAAAAAAACEM/FOZq90Mc648/s320/IMG_3661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350572216598576690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkENFRtuvjI/AAAAAAAACEE/bLO5PFcnar8/s320/IMG_3662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're in the pines!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570987636598098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEL9veXJVI/AAAAAAAACD8/b_qywWc3csY/s320/IMG_3665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tunnel going into Yosemite...we had to roll down the windows and raise our voices as we drove through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570979451135810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEL9Q-y50I/AAAAAAAACD0/C5WrdttL3Pw/s320/IMG_3666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570975073408386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEL9ArEFYI/AAAAAAAACDs/8aaz9u5j_x8/s320/IMG_3668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570969930106274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEL8tgzhaI/AAAAAAAACDk/S0VcJSqgWgA/s320/IMG_3670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First look at one of the falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570961386231746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEL8NryV8I/AAAAAAAACDc/M2EyVZPQKOc/s320/IMG_3672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This meadow was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; green....uh, those are just animated field ornaments out there on the path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570058015011714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkELHoXTc4I/AAAAAAAACDU/X0hJWI7UieU/s320/IMG_3677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570050707582098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkELHNJE7JI/AAAAAAAACDM/GPTtu-52P3U/s320/IMG_3682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dave was on the phone wishing his dad a Happy Father's Day too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570041887604594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkELGsSOv3I/AAAAAAAACDE/lOZQCfRAUe8/s320/IMG_3684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunch before a hike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570026022880338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkELFxLyRFI/AAAAAAAACC8/PATUoPdwQ7M/s320/IMG_3685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fruit and Oven Fried Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570023019928850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkELFl_03RI/AAAAAAAACC0/WgUEhzmjZ6E/s320/IMG_3686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350568710618098706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEJ5M62LBI/AAAAAAAACCo/CwXLijcxhYA/s320/IMG_3688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and Macaroni Salad...Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350568701513456370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEJ4rAIWvI/AAAAAAAACCc/LLu8kjWyVfo/s320/IMG_3689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pretty Dogwood tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350568686396415314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEJ3yr8nVI/AAAAAAAACCQ/OzO403FW8sY/s320/IMG_3690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ready for the hike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350568682650070482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEJ3kuv7dI/AAAAAAAACCE/tCs3qld1hmo/s320/IMG_3697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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; Vernal Falls from the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350568676348569714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEJ3NQWqHI/AAAAAAAACB8/2NOKpsy6CL0/s320/IMG_3699.JPG" /&gt;So much water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350729129472852994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkGbyzuQhAI/AAAAAAAACEc/YkxSqWHgAj0/s320/IMG_3708.JPG" /&gt; Above: the trail leading to the falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Below: The view from the top of Vernal Falls ...breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350566871005965826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEIOH1IrgI/AAAAAAAACB0/yvabaL8MPo4/s320/IMG_3707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her "titanic" moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEINuJkHbI/AAAAAAAACBs/sdE5WbcBCBg/s1600-h/IMG_3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350566864112328114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEINuJkHbI/AAAAAAAACBs/sdE5WbcBCBg/s320/IMG_3706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made it to the top! You get to Vernal by way of mist trail (three pictures ago)...I think it should be called shower trail as one gets quite wet on the way up...as evidenced by my hair. Hey! How come I'm the only one that looks like a wet rat?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEINQEw2mI/AAAAAAAACBk/aaMhcCsxMYo/s1600-h/IMG_3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350566856039127650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEINQEw2mI/AAAAAAAACBk/aaMhcCsxMYo/s320/IMG_3705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vernal Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEIMwSM6AI/AAAAAAAACBc/srBfNXdTUEQ/s1600-h/IMG_3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350566847505557506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEIMwSM6AI/AAAAAAAACBc/srBfNXdTUEQ/s320/IMG_3703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our fearless leader, whom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; affectionately called "Dora the Explorer!" She was determined that we were not only going the 1.5 miles to Vernal, but to Nevada Falls as well...mind you nearly another 2 miles UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEIMoh3SUI/AAAAAAAACBU/5AylyX3iJ58/s1600-h/IMG_3732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350566845423765826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEIMoh3SUI/AAAAAAAACBU/5AylyX3iJ58/s320/IMG_3732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the top of Nevada Falls...a little rest was in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350565635514440402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEHGNRAGtI/AAAAAAAACA8/_4H29sIhvQ4/s320/IMG_3729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dave and I....I took this picture holding the camera...can't believe it actually came out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350565623821281202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEHFhtIp7I/AAAAAAAACA0/n1vBVoO9PPs/s320/IMG_3730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350565639704277858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEHGc3782I/AAAAAAAACBE/YS0X-0RPOG8/s320/IMG_3738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah! We made it! It was a great day of a little more exercise than we had planned on, but so worth the scenery. Dave spent a lot of years vacationing in Yosemite before we got married and we spent some of our honeymoon there as well, so it seemed kind of fitting to spend&lt;br /&gt;"his day" in a place he loves so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEHGqol7pI/AAAAAAAACBM/qofqYKi_SyU/s1600-h/IMG_3737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350565643398016658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkEHGqol7pI/AAAAAAAACBM/qofqYKi_SyU/s320/IMG_3737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-8872277397467759241?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8872277397467759241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8872277397467759241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8872277397467759241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8872277397467759241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-in-yosemite.html' title='Father&apos;s Day in Yosemite'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SkENGNbvboI/AAAAAAAACEU/de4wPSM3338/s72-c/IMG_3660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7053014462708263969</id><published>2009-06-01T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:30:54.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whew! It's been a busy couple of weeks preparing for Jenna's graduation and the party. We spent months anticipating this moment and then all of a sudden it was over...sort of sad. I know I said it in my last post too, but I just wanted to slow time and try to take in every moment of the party, surrounded by so many people that have had an impact on Jen's life (and ours). We are blessed! Thank you to all who came, we hope you had as much fun as we did! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380811243594914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPzCu0JpKI/AAAAAAAAB_M/VqP1tJbLK3A/s320/IMG_3560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My good and long time friend, Cindy (back before we were all married) came over to help me get the food set up. Her daughter, Emily, graduates in a week, so we are helping each other out with all those details that just can't be done until the day of the party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380794421756386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPzBwJgweI/AAAAAAAAB-8/jIyqCV0mrlo/s320/IMG_3556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food! What is a party without food? It's biblical, you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380791158612482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPzBj_hIgI/AAAAAAAAB-0/e8vJA5vhD00/s320/IMG_3554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380804955799026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPzCXZBffI/AAAAAAAAB_E/4R1Yy4yTbKE/s320/IMG_3557.JPG" /&gt; Graduation Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380784892964818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPzBMpq79I/AAAAAAAAB-s/yotkGfL1HPY/s320/IMG_3553.JPG" /&gt;I love this picture. If I had a decent scanner, I would have scanned a picture of them when they were young....about 7 or 8 years old. Jen put it on her picture board and they saw it and said "We need the same picture of us now!". From left to right, Hillary, Karissa, Jen, Melissa and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kylee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342379385253946610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPxvuluZPI/AAAAAAAAB-c/R_CSAGnfNhg/s320/IMG_3547.JPG" /&gt;Missy gave her a photo book with a picture of them as little girls and one of them now to take with her to England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342379380140917506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPxvbirwwI/AAAAAAAAB-U/2yRzhDGPLV8/s320/IMG_3546.JPG" /&gt;Jen and Karissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342381094865018962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPzTPYxIFI/AAAAAAAAB_U/Y3lu8aGrkcI/s320/IMG_3550.JPG" /&gt;My mom with Lois Ann. Her daughter, Joy, and I have been friends for over 20 years and my mom and Lois Ann are like two peas in a pod, must be their southern roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342379370401923922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPxu3Qug1I/AAAAAAAAB-M/i0A9PXCrBFQ/s320/IMG_3545.JPG" /&gt;Hanging out and visiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342379368348079506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPxuvnDVZI/AAAAAAAAB-E/zOZLqsAmiYM/s320/IMG_3544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342379361088891522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPxuUkU6oI/AAAAAAAAB98/NGs4bXmf7sc/s320/IMG_3543.JPG" /&gt;This is Jen with Christoph. He is a foreign exchange student from Germany. His host parents go to church with us, so he has gotten involved with the high school group and is one of the gang now. He leaves in July...they are all very sad to see him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPyCBf4-_I/AAAAAAAAB-k/pWOKSei5JSU/s1600-h/IMG_3548.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342378482509143650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPw7Lml3mI/AAAAAAAAB90/RJcPrjW0l-A/s320/IMG_3573.JPG" /&gt;Christian and Shane....more kids from church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342378473161945362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPw6oyC8RI/AAAAAAAAB9s/pguKqOtyi9Y/s320/IMG_3571.JPG" /&gt;John, Randy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;...they all have girls graduating this year too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342378458632963938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPw5yqER2I/AAAAAAAAB9k/XWi2vB_Gxa8/s320/IMG_3568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342378457169313698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPw5tNGv6I/AAAAAAAAB9c/8jra3WJOLLc/s320/IMG_3567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342378449305824034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPw5P6TayI/AAAAAAAAB9U/JazDaY69a64/s320/IMG_3566.JPG" /&gt;Jeremy and Nick with Mr. T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342377454032841922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPv_UOu7MI/AAAAAAAAB9E/cmArIkTCMqQ/s320/IMG_3552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342377450900844690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPv_IkAcJI/AAAAAAAAB88/A8tvv5x7dW8/s320/IMG_3561.JPG" /&gt;Best friends, Jen and Melissa. Melissa graduated from Fresno Christian the same night as Jen. After all these years of waiting to see these girls graduate and they end up not being able to be at each other's graduation! Maybe this year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CHEFA&lt;/span&gt; and Fresno Christian will actually think about coordinating their graduations so that they aren't on the same night! So many people have relationships with both, especially &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschoolers&lt;/span&gt; who go part time to FCS....o.k. I'll get off my soap box now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342377447556685938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPv-8GsoHI/AAAAAAAAB80/SuvWPnb0TsY/s320/IMG_3562.JPG" /&gt;Jen, Missy and Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342377438688446642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPv-bEWCLI/AAAAAAAAB8s/lrxIWKyHI-s/s320/IMG_3563.JPG" /&gt;Josh and Jen...he was such a trooper hanging out all day with us and helping out with the party and clean up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342376284456826146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPu7POFNSI/AAAAAAAAB8k/3MQhuZFUHMs/s320/IMG_3565.JPG" /&gt;Silly girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342376277253634082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPu60YtOCI/AAAAAAAAB8c/T-ymQHJnJOQ/s320/IMG_3564.JPG" /&gt;With Joy and Michael Robbins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342376274518342002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPu6qMj-XI/AAAAAAAAB8U/kNyLqeNxHl0/s320/IMG_3574.JPG" /&gt; With Mr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Salley&lt;/span&gt; in our little tiny kitchen! Roger and the whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Salley&lt;/span&gt; clan have been great friends to our family and our children...praying for Josh while he is away and always great friends. We laugh a lot together with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342376263213047058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPu6AFK3RI/AAAAAAAAB8M/b43WjmPr3Fk/s320/IMG_3581.JPG" /&gt;With Mr. and Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Raber&lt;/span&gt;...Ann is one of our school administrators through Tower Christian, our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; support group. She graduated her kids a long time ago, but loves education and has stuck around to help us with our kids. Cindy Freeman is our other administrator, she came to the graduation, but with all the kids graduating this year, they sort of split their time between parties. We appreciate them both and all they have done to help us along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342376261038104370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPu53-n3zI/AAAAAAAAB8E/JYSP_KK_4ew/s320/IMG_3587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Doug and Carol with us and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373993839516898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPs16AW3OI/AAAAAAAAB78/TZeWBDOM_M0/s320/IMG_3582.JPG" /&gt;Jess and Sally...parent mentors for the high school group...all the kids love them! Sally is like a mom to all the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373986470593826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPs1ejeBSI/AAAAAAAAB70/0PMghxpwwx8/s320/IMG_3584.JPG" /&gt;Jen with Carol and Doug...they have seen her go from baby to young adult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373982538976450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPs1P6GTMI/AAAAAAAAB7s/itGAVzgIwd4/s320/IMG_3585.JPG" /&gt;With Miss Ginger. She teaches English classes to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschoolers&lt;/span&gt; through P.S.C.A. She is one amazing teacher too and the reason Jen was able to succeed at her college level English courses. Thank you, Ginger!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373970774340834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPs0kFMNOI/AAAAAAAAB7k/AcQoq5KTUF8/s320/IMG_3586.JPG" /&gt;Noni and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nunu&lt;/span&gt;, her Italian Grandma and Grandpa...well actually they are Nick and Katie's Grandma and Grandpa, but we have adopted them too. Josh has spent many hours in their home between swim sessions eating Noni's food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373968338724018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPs0bAfpLI/AAAAAAAAB7c/1EiT5xsXoKY/s320/IMG_3590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Pastor Chad, her high school youth pastor&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPr82sLG8I/AAAAAAAAB7U/BYqtn2agbOA/s1600-h/IMG_3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373013697010626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPr82sLG8I/AAAAAAAAB7U/BYqtn2agbOA/s320/IMG_3589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Becca, one of the high school leaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373006977335858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPr8dqFAjI/AAAAAAAAB7M/zK-lyg2VTFk/s320/IMG_3588.JPG" /&gt;With Dave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ness&lt;/span&gt;...another old friend from our college days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342372999978249698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPr8DlXbeI/AAAAAAAAB7E/ZXMKooS1hWo/s320/IMG_3594.JPG" /&gt;With Dr. Troy and Tina, friends and he's our Chiropractor too...a real miracle worker at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342372991898838530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPr7lfFZgI/AAAAAAAAB68/bYolxvc0eFc/s320/IMG_3595.JPG" /&gt;More friends..... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342371765258073938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPq0L5It1I/AAAAAAAAB6c/T6_VCqIpGck/s320/IMG_3597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342371757495255618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPqzu-VgkI/AAAAAAAAB6U/8q4FZwi4MEg/s320/IMG_3596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342371747250292658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPqzIzvx7I/AAAAAAAAB6M/TF2XEMLHpM8/s320/IMG_3592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim and I celebrating our daughter's! Melissa is her first to graduate and we have been there for each other through the ups and downs of homeschooling...she still has a few years to go with her young ones at home. Love you, Kim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPr7SjnPtI/AAAAAAAAB60/x95_nFGfUpE/s1600-h/IMG_3593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342372986817560274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPr7SjnPtI/AAAAAAAAB60/x95_nFGfUpE/s320/IMG_3593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last few left at the party. David, Hannah and Keith (Beaver), other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; friends that just graduated...she has had a great time with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; graduating class...they all bonded well and had a lot of fun together....as you can see here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342371768420603442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPq0XrJFjI/AAAAAAAAB6k/EsqrKZUkqCQ/s320/IMG_3599.JPG" /&gt;Here we are at the end of the party...everyone is gone and Josh and Popcorn (my mom and dad's dog) are crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342371774178902082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPq0tIBwEI/AAAAAAAAB6s/BzQ9Vz9mFfg/s320/IMG_3600.JPG" /&gt;We were very tired by the end of the evening, but would do it all over again. After Josh's party two years ago, we felt overwhelmed by how many wonderful people played a part in helping us raise J &amp;amp; J. It was no different this time either. God has been so gracious to us to allow us to build such great friendships with our church family and homeschooling family, and we are very grateful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7053014462708263969?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7053014462708263969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7053014462708263969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7053014462708263969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7053014462708263969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation-party.html' title='Graduation Party'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiPzCu0JpKI/AAAAAAAAB_M/VqP1tJbLK3A/s72-c/IMG_3560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7085964013390429691</id><published>2009-05-30T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:32:58.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Graduated!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems like a whole year just flew by in a few moments last night as Jenna graduated from High School.  We have been planning all year for graduation and then all of a sudden I just wanted to slow time and make the evening last as long as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all got ready and before we left for dinner, she opened a few family gifts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYmBkPRDI/AAAAAAAAB6E/7erg5k-3-Dg/s1600-h/IMG_3432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341648043316823090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYmBkPRDI/AAAAAAAAB6E/7erg5k-3-Dg/s320/IMG_3432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie Tina and Uncle Terrell gave her a beautiful Brighton bracelet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYlz6GQRI/AAAAAAAAB58/PQGE5LlYDMg/s1600-h/IMG_3431.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYlrdOe4I/AAAAAAAAB50/fk6W5pjayss/s1600-h/IMG_3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341648037381831554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYlrdOe4I/AAAAAAAAB50/fk6W5pjayss/s320/IMG_3430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Robby and Auntie Joanna gave her this really cool watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYlJ-qPMI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Zbv6I1P6_ww/s1600-h/IMG_3429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341648028395257026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYlJ-qPMI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Zbv6I1P6_ww/s320/IMG_3429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Dave and I gave her the diamond earrings that my dad gave me when I graduated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUO4og_9I/AAAAAAAAB5c/Ez9_jLpcRqw/s1600-h/IMG_3439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341643247735341010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUO4og_9I/AAAAAAAAB5c/Ez9_jLpcRqw/s320/IMG_3439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun pictures with everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUOoPnbUI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ym8w1TlxdDo/s1600-h/IMG_3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341643243335937346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUOoPnbUI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ym8w1TlxdDo/s320/IMG_3436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; happy that Grandma and Grandpa made it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUOX_ZXLI/AAAAAAAAB5M/dV_Ht4eh470/s1600-h/IMG_3435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341643238972939442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUOX_ZXLI/AAAAAAAAB5M/dV_Ht4eh470/s320/IMG_3435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becca, Jen and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coya&lt;/span&gt;...all dressed up and ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUON4A4nI/AAAAAAAAB5E/4RSBmTD0_XY/s1600-h/IMG_3433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341643236257620594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFUON4A4nI/AAAAAAAAB5E/4RSBmTD0_XY/s320/IMG_3433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proud parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below:  Dinner at Shanghai...it's tradition...we ate there too before Josh graduated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341642067315155234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFTKLOaYSI/AAAAAAAAB4k/T6HLl-JAuWw/s320/IMG_3447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341642063220933282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFTJ7-RgqI/AAAAAAAAB4c/eO7TKvLvWxA/s320/IMG_3444.JPG" /&gt;At the church, greeting everyone before the graduation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341642077574882146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFTKxchY2I/AAAAAAAAB40/nWH5uzAB35E/s320/IMG_3452.JPG" /&gt;In her cap and gown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341642073551628658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFTKidTaXI/AAAAAAAAB4s/5Yt5ymEjRnQ/s320/IMG_3449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR9crk0nI/AAAAAAAAB4M/usAvaLCtYpA/s1600-h/IMG_3460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640749150950002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR9crk0nI/AAAAAAAAB4M/usAvaLCtYpA/s320/IMG_3460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR83cZr3I/AAAAAAAAB4E/MK_rjV1vMm8/s1600-h/IMG_3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640739155193714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR83cZr3I/AAAAAAAAB4E/MK_rjV1vMm8/s320/IMG_3456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and J.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR8oM20FI/AAAAAAAAB38/Ce5nMg_-7pg/s1600-h/IMG_3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640735063461970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR8oM20FI/AAAAAAAAB38/Ce5nMg_-7pg/s320/IMG_3453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR79aGzMI/AAAAAAAAB3s/UImHqWhxaOY/s1600-h/IMG_3448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640723576310978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFR79aGzMI/AAAAAAAAB3s/UImHqWhxaOY/s320/IMG_3448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictures with Aunt Kimmie and Kay Kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPj7febzI/AAAAAAAAB3k/U7davmbqBLo/s1600-h/IMG_3461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341638111721844530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPj7febzI/AAAAAAAAB3k/U7davmbqBLo/s320/IMG_3461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and Kaylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPjnyDTAI/AAAAAAAAB3c/w5g7cE7F5nk/s1600-h/IMG_3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341638106431048706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPjnyDTAI/AAAAAAAAB3c/w5g7cE7F5nk/s320/IMG_3462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPjKzoB1I/AAAAAAAAB3U/RLFZ2OK-0lM/s1600-h/IMG_3463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341638098653022034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPjKzoB1I/AAAAAAAAB3U/RLFZ2OK-0lM/s320/IMG_3463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen, Kaylee, Hannah, Kelsey and Maddie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPi0l2z0I/AAAAAAAAB3M/qUg15Hae04E/s1600-h/IMG_3464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341638092689690434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPi0l2z0I/AAAAAAAAB3M/qUg15Hae04E/s320/IMG_3464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPiqYvvyI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Y7R2LH3WebE/s1600-h/IMG_3465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341638089950347042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFPiqYvvyI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Y7R2LH3WebE/s320/IMG_3465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Passing the time before the graduation begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFL9BK6XtI/AAAAAAAAB2s/dmQwGj6S4Lo/s1600-h/IMG_3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341634144696426194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFL9BK6XtI/AAAAAAAAB2s/dmQwGj6S4Lo/s320/IMG_3489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaylee was the vocal soloist for the evening.  She did such a great job, as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFL8naSfHI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xDLyYt7X868/s1600-h/IMG_3474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341634137781599346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFL8naSfHI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xDLyYt7X868/s320/IMG_3474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen reading the class verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFL8FawdiI/AAAAAAAAB2c/to2kGVhFhO8/s1600-h/IMG_3473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341634128656758306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFL8FawdiI/AAAAAAAAB2c/to2kGVhFhO8/s320/IMG_3473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing in the Senior Ensemble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ1_RoJgI/AAAAAAAAB2U/JD79CgxEiCE/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341631824905381378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ1_RoJgI/AAAAAAAAB2U/JD79CgxEiCE/s320/IMG_3530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Senior Sponsor Appreciation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ1gYZ_nI/AAAAAAAAB2M/AlahVGJ_3mA/s1600-h/IMG_3524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341631816612314738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ1gYZ_nI/AAAAAAAAB2M/AlahVGJ_3mA/s320/IMG_3524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ1S-yXQI/AAAAAAAAB2E/FhIl_WCljgM/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341631813015198978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ1S-yXQI/AAAAAAAAB2E/FhIl_WCljgM/s320/IMG_3508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting Jen with her diploma and blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ017K6fI/AAAAAAAAB18/_E2bOHGqqmc/s1600-h/IMG_3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341631805215402482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFJ017K6fI/AAAAAAAAB18/_E2bOHGqqmc/s320/IMG_3510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The senior ensemble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFITwo2KSI/AAAAAAAAB1k/WAYT8rT54s4/s1600-h/IMG_3533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341630137349056802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFITwo2KSI/AAAAAAAAB1k/WAYT8rT54s4/s320/IMG_3533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting with friends afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFITcTv-oI/AAAAAAAAB1c/_XdJvgyzKE8/s1600-h/IMG_3541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341630131891862146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFITcTv-oI/AAAAAAAAB1c/_XdJvgyzKE8/s320/IMG_3541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam, Jen and Katie....two of her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt;, now Central High buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFITBqiMWI/AAAAAAAAB1U/JFDUs7A5z0o/s1600-h/IMG_3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341630124739670370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFITBqiMWI/AAAAAAAAB1U/JFDUs7A5z0o/s320/IMG_3538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFISsxkX5I/AAAAAAAAB1M/6Cb5X4m311A/s1600-h/IMG_3540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341630119132028818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFISsxkX5I/AAAAAAAAB1M/6Cb5X4m311A/s320/IMG_3540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7085964013390429691?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7085964013390429691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7085964013390429691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7085964013390429691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7085964013390429691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-graduated.html' title='She Graduated!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SiFYmBkPRDI/AAAAAAAAB6E/7erg5k-3-Dg/s72-c/IMG_3432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6323497963980766349</id><published>2009-05-26T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:33:48.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tractor update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just updated minutes ago (so keep scrolling down and you'll see LOTS more stuff), but Christy sent these to me, so I just had to put them up!  Her camera has such good color and....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwnOjw_u8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/bmPgjGEM58Q/s1600-h/tractordave3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340186389226961858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwnOjw_u8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/bmPgjGEM58Q/s320/tractordave3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...she got close ups that I didn't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwnOcvQwTI/AAAAAAAAB08/UGb5xLbAUdI/s1600-h/tractordave2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340186387340640562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwnOcvQwTI/AAAAAAAAB08/UGb5xLbAUdI/s320/tractordave2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...a happy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwnOLTaa9I/AAAAAAAAB00/bE1W_poYeo4/s1600-h/tractordave1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340186382660430802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwnOLTaa9I/AAAAAAAAB00/bE1W_poYeo4/s320/tractordave1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks, Randy and Christy!&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/2619445472405300119-6323497963980766349?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6323497963980766349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6323497963980766349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6323497963980766349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6323497963980766349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/05/tractor-update.html' title='Tractor update!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwnOjw_u8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/bmPgjGEM58Q/s72-c/tractordave3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7146824004366033835</id><published>2009-05-26T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:11:29.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Happenings...Graduations and Parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday was one busy day with it all starting at 10:30 in the morning with a brunch for a good friend's daughter graduating from college and not ending until 10:30pm when we picked up my niece, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, I forgot to take the camera to the first party of the day, so we will begin with Kelsey and Samantha's graduation party. There are eight of Jen's friends that she has known since we began homeschooling in the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade graduating this year. (Not to mention all the other friends graduting as well...) Some of them have gone on to public or private school, but they are all still very close. Kelsey and Sam started the party circuit off this season. We were only there a short time due to the next stop....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340165318333610354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwUEEkiuXI/AAAAAAAABz0/NBq-pb9XC5Q/s320/IMG_3309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Josh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yee's&lt;/span&gt; graduation. He is another good friend that she first met when we began homeschooling. He went on to University High School, a college prep school on the Fresno State campus. They have kept in touch over the years and remained good friends. His graduation was event number 3 of 5 Saturday. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340165329686055874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwUEu3LS8I/AAAAAAAABz8/rcwG4NuFRJU/s320/IMG_3319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An empty diploma? The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;high schools&lt;/span&gt; don't give out the real diploma at graduation anymore (at least around here). They get it mailed to them later in the week. Next stop, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nacoya's&lt;/span&gt; play....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340165331594195362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwUE1-HMaI/AAAAAAAAB0E/GRfahYaOu00/s320/IMG_3322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was in a 3 act play of a medley of Shakespeare works. She played Kate from "Taming of the Shrew". Event 4 of 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340165340626677058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwUFXnn7UI/AAAAAAAAB0M/MN0N7MQYnkA/s320/IMG_3325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is with her friend, Austin, another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shakespearean&lt;/span&gt; actor. Next stop...the airport to pick up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340165344707943074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwUFm0rGqI/AAAAAAAAB0U/0-75X2OlzhA/s320/IMG_3329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arriving at the airport. They recently did some remodeling. There are these HUGE Sequoia &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;replica's&lt;/span&gt;. They are really pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340167530018778082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwWEzvYK-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/0wot8a2wq-w/s320/IMG_3336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; and Jen passing the time until &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; arrives.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340167518683403410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwWEJg0FJI/AAAAAAAAB0c/aST8h5KQjvE/s320/IMG_3330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...she's here!!! Her last day of high school for the year was last week, so she came to spend the week with Jen and be at her graduation. Whew! We made it 5 of 5. Now to head home, get some sleep and start again tomorrow with the annual Memorial Day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rocca&lt;/span&gt; Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340167524771613250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwWEgMWykI/AAAAAAAAB0k/VOgYIrw49_o/s320/IMG_3334.JPG" /&gt;Leaving for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rocca&lt;/span&gt; party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162275754745202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwRS-FNnXI/AAAAAAAAByc/-HLE-eAjLKU/s320/IMG_3337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Line dancing to a little Earth, Wind and Fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340164172083255010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwTBWdKVuI/AAAAAAAABzs/9NySo_UOCvs/s320/IMG_3349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rocca&lt;/span&gt; and Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rocca&lt;/span&gt; watching the volleyball game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340163748462116210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwSosWAvXI/AAAAAAAABzc/Vy_hO6LjM14/s320/IMG_3356.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hanging out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340163741295034978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwSoRpPwmI/AAAAAAAABzU/Zm-p8NSsAKM/s320/IMG_3358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We always end the evening with an outdoor movie...this year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/span&gt; 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340163753219433026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwSo-EPokI/AAAAAAAABzk/JlrJFH80r9w/s320/IMG_3365.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wrapped up in blankets to watch the movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340163730956388082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwSnrIUhvI/AAAAAAAABzE/TM_sqlULpSE/s320/IMG_3367.JPG" /&gt; Jen and Becca...so glad to be together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340163734502854690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwSn4V3UCI/AAAAAAAABzM/dmNULNcmRIM/s320/IMG_3361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and I were on "security" detail (go ahead...chuckle, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chuckle&lt;/span&gt;, laugh, laugh) back in the spring for the Easter outreach. We didn't get our official shirts until after the week, so we had to find a reason to wear them....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162297298774370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwRUOVtaWI/AAAAAAAABy8/RGkTbmJOvwI/s320/IMG_3346.JPG" /&gt;I'm sure everyone felt safer with us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162290644665794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwRT1jPxcI/AAAAAAAABy0/Z1D5ZAQAPFM/s320/IMG_3347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the girls and I got out there, Dave went over for a little therapy...tractor duty. He had had a really stressful week, so Randy said come on out and mow the side lot on the tractor. Well, that was an offer Dave just couldn't refuse! He was such a pro that he even got more offers...he may have found a new way to decompress.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162283189292082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwRTZxvzDI/AAAAAAAABys/U0BU2F0SJJA/s320/IMG_3341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162278785063538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwRTJXsmnI/AAAAAAAAByk/EaRPT0DhMjY/s320/IMG_3343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended our very busy weekend on Monday afternoon with Josh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yee's&lt;/span&gt; graduation party.&lt;br /&gt;Dave and I enjoying the afternoon relaxing at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160576988219490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwPwFrtiGI/AAAAAAAAByM/zfYHU16VrDA/s320/IMG_3372.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Group photo at the party....Josh and Jen are right in the middle (hint: if you click on any picture it usually enlarges it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160572690509666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwPv1rDr2I/AAAAAAAAByE/dBnxuGdsTj8/s320/IMG_3374.JPG" /&gt;Jenna and Jenna. One of Josh's two sister's is a Jenna as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160563997035634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwPvVSXzHI/AAAAAAAABx8/p-hltWYPAkM/s320/IMG_3378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh, Jon, Jen and J.T. (That's a lot of J's!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160558354791586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwPvARJ_KI/AAAAAAAABx0/vtc2v3uldZk/s320/IMG_3376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And that was the end of a very busy, but fun weekend. Now it's our turn to kick it into high gear for Jen's graduation on Friday and the party on Saturday! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7146824004366033835?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7146824004366033835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7146824004366033835' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7146824004366033835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7146824004366033835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-happeningsgraduations-and.html' title='Weekend Happenings...Graduations and Parties'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShwUEEkiuXI/AAAAAAAABz0/NBq-pb9XC5Q/s72-c/IMG_3309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7700669801912341555</id><published>2009-05-19T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:46:23.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robynn's Contest!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robynn&lt;/a&gt; over at Robynn's Ravings is having a contest. She is giving away a Jordan Rubin book, "Perfect Weight America". His first book "The Maker's Diet" was a big seller, so if you are at all interested in this book, head on over to her site, sign up to follow her and get entered! Beside that, she is a truly talented writer and there is always some humor to her writing which makes it so good to read. She loves to laugh and make us all laugh with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337577228113048674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShLiNZLkdGI/AAAAAAAABxk/-jCKL1hBG6E/s320/rubin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7700669801912341555?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7700669801912341555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7700669801912341555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7700669801912341555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7700669801912341555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/05/robynns-contest.html' title='Robynn&apos;s Contest!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShLiNZLkdGI/AAAAAAAABxk/-jCKL1hBG6E/s72-c/rubin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-2852900561894351754</id><published>2009-05-18T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:00:07.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All done with high school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the last final for the last class of High School for Jen.  In eleven days she officially graduates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShIt5dS3aaI/AAAAAAAABxU/gQBsW-NJlD4/s1600-h/IMG_3305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337378973527009698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShIt5dS3aaI/AAAAAAAABxU/gQBsW-NJlD4/s320/IMG_3305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand, still has eleven days left of school...oh so thrilled she is. But Senior year is just around the corner!    &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337361608303740258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShIeGqzAhWI/AAAAAAAABw8/Z03teTXIORk/s320/IMG_3308.JPG" /&gt;  Tomorrow marks a milestone for another graduate too, my nephew Gabe. It's the day that he graduates from High School. My sister, Tina, and I were each pregnant with them 18 years ago and now we are graduating them. Gabe is such an awesome young man and we couldn't be prouder of him. He will head off to Colorado State, Fort Collins in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337377606743068962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShIsp5oLkSI/AAAAAAAABxE/78VNAUkIPss/s320/gabe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-2852900561894351754?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/2852900561894351754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=2852900561894351754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2852900561894351754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2852900561894351754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-done-with-high-school.html' title='All done with high school'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/ShIt5dS3aaI/AAAAAAAABxU/gQBsW-NJlD4/s72-c/IMG_3305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6127946705171703072</id><published>2009-05-18T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:49:42.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angies Home Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://angieshomecooking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; is a friend who used to live here in Fresno, but moved away a few years ago to Virginia. She has a blog and it's all about food! There are some great recipes on there, so if you are in need of some new ideas, go check her out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-6127946705171703072?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6127946705171703072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6127946705171703072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6127946705171703072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6127946705171703072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/05/angies-home-cooking.html' title='Angies Home Cooking'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6266949616775029005</id><published>2009-05-03T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:57:22.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down to graduation....Chefa Banquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4sTcpxs_I/AAAAAAAABwk/tEeFBRN16u0/s1600-h/IMG_3281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331747721473799154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4sTcpxs_I/AAAAAAAABwk/tEeFBRN16u0/s320/IMG_3281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night was the CHEFA (California Home Educators of the Fresno Area - for those of you not in the know) Banquet. It was also Jenna and her other senior friends' last time to go....boo hoo. They get to have a nice dinner and all the seniors make a board of pictures and accomplishments to show. They are also interviewed about their future plans and the evening ends with some good old fashioned English Country Dancing! Above is Jen's board, plastered full of pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rqtZpDzI/AAAAAAAABwc/EQJhu6Lq-2s/s1600-h/IMG_3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331747021594890034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rqtZpDzI/AAAAAAAABwc/EQJhu6Lq-2s/s320/IMG_3290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girlfriends, except for Dan who got stuck in the background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rqtDc_xI/AAAAAAAABwU/JiGkef1WVs0/s1600-h/IMG_3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331747021501824786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rqtDc_xI/AAAAAAAABwU/JiGkef1WVs0/s320/IMG_3288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A whole bunch of friends....some new and some old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rVH8Hd_I/AAAAAAAABwM/R9Z5lveTYkY/s1600-h/IMG_3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331746650761689074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rVH8Hd_I/AAAAAAAABwM/R9Z5lveTYkY/s320/IMG_3287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah, Kaylee, Maddie and Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rU-OghGI/AAAAAAAABwE/90IXh4OXJ8s/s1600-h/IMG_3284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331746648154473570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rU-OghGI/AAAAAAAABwE/90IXh4OXJ8s/s320/IMG_3284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candie, Jen and Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rUkMEDgI/AAAAAAAABv8/3QVTwsj29XU/s1600-h/IMG_3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331746641164897794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rUkMEDgI/AAAAAAAABv8/3QVTwsj29XU/s320/IMG_3286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylee, Maddie and Jenna...so beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rUY8-DzI/AAAAAAAABv0/RlfeTj44DlU/s1600-h/IMG_3283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331746638148800306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rUY8-DzI/AAAAAAAABv0/RlfeTj44DlU/s320/IMG_3283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John Thomas and Jenna...like brother and sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rTywdtII/AAAAAAAABvs/ksVbeIw3xsE/s1600-h/IMG_3282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331746627895800962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4rTywdtII/AAAAAAAABvs/ksVbeIw3xsE/s320/IMG_3282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-6266949616775029005?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6266949616775029005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6266949616775029005' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6266949616775029005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6266949616775029005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/05/counting-down-to-graduationchefa.html' title='Counting down to graduation....Chefa Banquet'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sf4sTcpxs_I/AAAAAAAABwk/tEeFBRN16u0/s72-c/IMG_3281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-2050173463904852123</id><published>2009-04-23T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:10:16.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Post #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is about three weeks of catching up....pictures of Breakaway, the Tax Day Rally and Jen's Senior Trip...in that order.  That procrastinator side of my personality seems to come out when blogging!  Oh well, better late than never...Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will start with some follow-up pictures to my last post on Breakaway - the spring break outreach.  These are at the park in Orange Cove (I thought of our friends the Parish's who live a hop/skip from here out in the countryside of Orange Cove...hello Parish's!)  Two nights of the outreach the team went to Selma and Orange Cove to reach out to the community, feed them, have an Easter egg hunt and a time of worship and teaching...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLx7UJR7I/AAAAAAAABvk/Ta8fcLi3VsY/s1600-h/IMG_3157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327912049031333810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLx7UJR7I/AAAAAAAABvk/Ta8fcLi3VsY/s320/IMG_3157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLxjFZDZI/AAAAAAAABvc/x_SrDrpHHO4/s1600-h/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327912042527002002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLxjFZDZI/AAAAAAAABvc/x_SrDrpHHO4/s320/IMG_3160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coya with the bullhorn...a dangerous thing for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLxdpUGxI/AAAAAAAABvU/8E8yATTWTP4/s1600-h/IMG_3166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327912041067059986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLxdpUGxI/AAAAAAAABvU/8E8yATTWTP4/s320/IMG_3166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Setting up for the Easter Egg hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLw1zhZnI/AAAAAAAABvM/3aooof8Dz-w/s1600-h/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327912030372456050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLw1zhZnI/AAAAAAAABvM/3aooof8Dz-w/s320/IMG_3165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of eggs with candy in them!  I know because Christy and I filled hundreds of them one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK63lMRKI/AAAAAAAABvE/iHEggxsy394/s1600-h/IMG_3161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911103136285858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK63lMRKI/AAAAAAAABvE/iHEggxsy394/s320/IMG_3161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Setting up for the BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK6hDu8QI/AAAAAAAABu8/G8NmzaymohE/s1600-h/IMG_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911097090371842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK6hDu8QI/AAAAAAAABu8/G8NmzaymohE/s320/IMG_3162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of food.  The Selma outreach was the night before and they planned for 200...500 came!  In Orange Cove they were prepared...500 hot dogs, buns, drinks and chips....about 300 came, but at least they were prepared this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK6SRnjYI/AAAAAAAABu0/i2hea0FqRqg/s1600-h/IMG_3156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911093122076034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK6SRnjYI/AAAAAAAABu0/i2hea0FqRqg/s320/IMG_3156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unloading sound equipment and instruments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK6GzkH0I/AAAAAAAABus/DMSeInDlS0M/s1600-h/IMG_3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911090043232066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK6GzkH0I/AAAAAAAABus/DMSeInDlS0M/s320/IMG_3155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crowd gathers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK51vvufI/AAAAAAAABuk/LBOq0h0Ig6E/s1600-h/IMG_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911085463812594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCK51vvufI/AAAAAAAABuk/LBOq0h0Ig6E/s320/IMG_3154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Worship leader, Isais (don't know if I spelled his name right...you would think I would know, we only went to high school together...sorry friend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKK4YbwlI/AAAAAAAABuc/FD5XK7ZNqTA/s1600-h/IMG_3153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327910278717489746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKK4YbwlI/AAAAAAAABuc/FD5XK7ZNqTA/s320/IMG_3153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKKTOtm6I/AAAAAAAABuU/tPIniv-Ucss/s1600-h/IMG_3148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327910268744604578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKKTOtm6I/AAAAAAAABuU/tPIniv-Ucss/s320/IMG_3148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the park event the church they were working with fed the group a wonderful Mexican meal...YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKKN3vp3I/AAAAAAAABuE/aU6G606w27U/s1600-h/IMG_3139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327910267306092402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKKN3vp3I/AAAAAAAABuE/aU6G606w27U/s320/IMG_3139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the church waiting for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKJpp2G5I/AAAAAAAABt8/FEc7lWExm7A/s1600-h/IMG_3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327910257584118674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCKJpp2G5I/AAAAAAAABt8/FEc7lWExm7A/s320/IMG_3141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post #2&lt;br /&gt;  We did our civic duty and participated in the Tax Day Rally last Wednesday.  What a group was there...I believe they had 6400 registered and estimated 7500 actually came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCJQWkr84I/AAAAAAAABt0/h4D6yYxnVv0/s1600-h/IMG_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327909273209664386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCJQWkr84I/AAAAAAAABt0/h4D6yYxnVv0/s320/IMG_3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI-jJqcdI/AAAAAAAABtk/466z64AbNTw/s1600-h/IMG_3171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908967348335058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI-jJqcdI/AAAAAAAABtk/466z64AbNTw/s320/IMG_3171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The platform for various speakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI-VJh9nI/AAAAAAAABtc/xBQwgxndZUA/s1600-h/IMG_3168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908963589682802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI-VJh9nI/AAAAAAAABtc/xBQwgxndZUA/s320/IMG_3168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Signing in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI-GadnhI/AAAAAAAABtU/jo9VltDOeq8/s1600-h/IMG_3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908959634169362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI-GadnhI/AAAAAAAABtU/jo9VltDOeq8/s320/IMG_3169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I liked this gentleman's sign.  I could write a paper on what is happening in our country right now, but don't worry, I won't do it here.  I will simply say that in studying early 20th century history with Jen this year, I am compelled to exercise my democratic right to allow my voice to be heard, whether through a letter to my congressman or a gathering like this.  It was a peaceful, but bold statement that regardless of the direction some of our leaders want to take us in, people value their freedom and will not easily surrender it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI911ogBI/AAAAAAAABtM/rgBK86e86g8/s1600-h/IMG_3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908955184726034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCI911ogBI/AAAAAAAABtM/rgBK86e86g8/s320/IMG_3170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The American Flag...I still cry every time I hear our national anthem. Maybe in getting older I am just more appreciative and aware of the freedoms we are privileged with as Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post #3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Senior Trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIKrLAvhI/AAAAAAAABtE/w7bWp2ur8Ww/s1600-h/IMG_3175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908076148276754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIKrLAvhI/AAAAAAAABtE/w7bWp2ur8Ww/s320/IMG_3175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen's Senior Class with CHEFA left Sunday afternoon for a three day trip to Disneyland and Huntington Beach.  Here they are gathering for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIKcqOEAI/AAAAAAAABs8/VDTxBD-dBJM/s1600-h/IMG_3180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908072252641282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIKcqOEAI/AAAAAAAABs8/VDTxBD-dBJM/s320/IMG_3180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. H. handing out caps and gowns....that was a bit surreal...the first official item to arrive for graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIJ1xhLOI/AAAAAAAABs0/UzO2iO2K3po/s1600-h/IMG_3186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908061814271202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIJ1xhLOI/AAAAAAAABs0/UzO2iO2K3po/s320/IMG_3186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends, all ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIJtbFAGI/AAAAAAAABss/EgOBVm0Dn-o/s1600-h/IMG_3191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908059572666466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIJtbFAGI/AAAAAAAABss/EgOBVm0Dn-o/s320/IMG_3191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin, Kelsey and Teresa.  Kelsey is one of Jen's good friends and Teresa, her mom, was their room mom for the trip.  She couldn't have had a better chaperon...Teresa loves to have fun and is the perfect mom for those late night talks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIJar8BZI/AAAAAAAABsk/q9TgztGzMGI/s1600-h/IMG_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908054543107474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCIJar8BZI/AAAAAAAABsk/q9TgztGzMGI/s320/IMG_3189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The group, all ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-2050173463904852123?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/2050173463904852123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=2050173463904852123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2050173463904852123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2050173463904852123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/04/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SfCLx7UJR7I/AAAAAAAABvk/Ta8fcLi3VsY/s72-c/IMG_3157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-942290099010402128</id><published>2009-04-09T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:15:29.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakaway...Easter Break Ministry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week is Mission's week at church (People's Church). &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Usually&lt;/span&gt; we take Jr. High, High School and College students to Mexico for the week to work with a church down there. Not this year...too much crime and a warning from the U.S. government to stay out has rerouted our plans here to the Central Valley. Although &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; didn't know this would happen, God knew the plan all along. The miracle stories of how it all came together are just amazing, even back to a "chance" meeting back in the fall between one of our pastors and a city worker who helped to provide most of the support &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;equipment&lt;/span&gt; for the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joining us this year are churches from the Fresno/Clovis area including Valley Christian Center, Northeast Assembly of God, New Covenant and others, as well as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bayside&lt;/span&gt; Church and Christ Church from the Sacramento area. That is an amazing story itself. They had every intention of going to Mexico like they usually do over Easter break as well, but also cancelled their plans because of the danger. Somehow they got wind of what we were planning to do here in the local area and called to see if they could join us! They brought over 400 students with them, not including their support team. Approximately 25 people came down just to do the cooking! It's been an amazing experience for the kids and for all of us volunteering. There are about 800 students participating and they are all camping out on the People's campus. The best part for those of us that attend People's is being able to reach out to fellow believers in the community and open up our facility to host everyone. It's been very exciting and I just have to applaud the leadership that saw God's leading in this and in faith said "Let's do it!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715293114478690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VW66gsGI/AAAAAAAABsM/-4BNNFMACX4/s320/IMG_3128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking into the campsite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VXI30lSI/AAAAAAAABsU/4jt6H8Ggcnc/s1600-h/IMG_3124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715296861295906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VXI30lSI/AAAAAAAABsU/4jt6H8Ggcnc/s320/IMG_3124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Honey. She's a one year old Golden Lab. A member from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bayside&lt;/span&gt; brought her down to spend the week with us. The kids love having her around, and she greets everyone as they walk through the welcome area. Diesel even got to play with her a little bit one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VWjp-0UI/AAAAAAAABsE/Rl8c3bchxfA/s1600-h/IMG_3114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715286871134530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VWjp-0UI/AAAAAAAABsE/Rl8c3bchxfA/s320/IMG_3114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Command Center...the hub for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; coming and going. The Fresno Fire Department donated this bus for us to use this week, as well as the showers, wash areas and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt; potties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322714512435232418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4UpeqEvqI/AAAAAAAABrM/sCw25F17s74/s320/IMG_3123.JPG" /&gt; These are some of the security guys. They are all from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bayside&lt;/span&gt; in Sacramento. They actually have a team of about 10 or so. They keep the place secure and someone from their team is up all night making rounds. We couldn't have done this without their help. Way to go guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VWQfg_AI/AAAAAAAABr8/4OwnV6NFx7s/s1600-h/IMG_3113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715281726962690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VWQfg_AI/AAAAAAAABr8/4OwnV6NFx7s/s320/IMG_3113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and I on "security detail". Yes, we signed up to help with security Tuesday and Wednesday thinking we would be sitting in our lawn chairs watching the comings and goings of people while having a Starbucks. Instead, they put us at the welcome entrance to make sure that no one got through without a wristband on...no wristband, no entrance. They asked us if we could handle it and of course we said &lt;em&gt;no problem...we're Mom's&lt;/em&gt;. (Never underestimate the power of a Mom!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VWbTV9bI/AAAAAAAABr0/Pe8JFQ7VpDk/s1600-h/IMG_3115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715284628698546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VWbTV9bI/AAAAAAAABr0/Pe8JFQ7VpDk/s320/IMG_3115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick and Jen...Nick is home on break and helping with the Jr. High this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4UqbYorlI/AAAAAAAABrs/3D14jPUQGgo/s1600-h/IMG_3117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322714528736652882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4UqbYorlI/AAAAAAAABrs/3D14jPUQGgo/s320/IMG_3117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wash stations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4UqAyWPyI/AAAAAAAABrk/ZjBaDzHXNn0/s1600-h/IMG_3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322714521596739362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4UqAyWPyI/AAAAAAAABrk/ZjBaDzHXNn0/s320/IMG_3116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Porta&lt;/span&gt; Potties...this was about half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4Upy-FkvI/AAAAAAAABrc/q6BACY6ibOA/s1600-h/IMG_3120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322714517887881970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4Upy-FkvI/AAAAAAAABrc/q6BACY6ibOA/s320/IMG_3120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tents where all 800 sleep. That' Jen to give you a little perspective. Each of the tents sleeps 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T1g0I93I/AAAAAAAABrE/Np4UwZbwcqY/s1600-h/IMG_3131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322713619661125490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T1g0I93I/AAAAAAAABrE/Np4UwZbwcqY/s320/IMG_3131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cool....Portable showers! I hear they use these at Spirit West Coast, but I had never seen one before. They had two tractor trailers of showers...one for the boys, one for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T1cEslwI/AAAAAAAABq8/AkY7onO-uuw/s1600-h/IMG_3132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322713618388391682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T1cEslwI/AAAAAAAABq8/AkY7onO-uuw/s320/IMG_3132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now here is the important stuff...the food. This is one of the dessert tables. We have church volunteers bringing goodies each day for dessert. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T1DMFXpI/AAAAAAAABq0/hwXo8JwlQ3s/s1600-h/IMG_3138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322713611708489362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T1DMFXpI/AAAAAAAABq0/hwXo8JwlQ3s/s320/IMG_3138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner time! That's my honey helping serve food. There are approximately 4-6 tables set up for each meal for the people to file down and get their food. The food has been amazing! Last night was T&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ri&lt;/span&gt;-tip. The kids are working hard all day, so it's been a treat to come back to a warm meal each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T070-axI/AAAAAAAABqs/tLX5ljmf6hY/s1600-h/IMG_3135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322713609732516626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T070-axI/AAAAAAAABqs/tLX5ljmf6hY/s320/IMG_3135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Jr. High group from People's. They finished up yesterday with their work and were packing up to take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T0jtIdLI/AAAAAAAABqk/St0Ks2aJo_k/s1600-h/IMG_3134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322713603257169074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4T0jtIdLI/AAAAAAAABqk/St0Ks2aJo_k/s320/IMG_3134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow I'll try to post some pictures from some of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;work sites&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2619445472405300119-942290099010402128?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/942290099010402128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=942290099010402128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/942290099010402128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/942290099010402128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/04/breakawayeaster-break-ministry.html' title='Breakaway...Easter Break Ministry'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Sd4VW66gsGI/AAAAAAAABsM/-4BNNFMACX4/s72-c/IMG_3128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8206540281307530726</id><published>2009-03-26T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:13:51.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PFC Josh Teter in Japan</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, Josh is currently stationed in Japan. For those of you that happen upon this blog, not being a regular reader, here's the scoop. Josh joined the Marines one year ago this month. He left for boot camp on May 11 last year and has been stationed in Okinawa, Japan since December 2008. He just recently got back to Okinawa from seven weeks of cold weather training on Mt. Fuji. It was survival and combat training in extreme cold weather conditions. He could tell you much better than me, but lots of guns and shooting...guy stuff! And it was freezing cold!!! His job is Motor Transportation, so they were also there training to use the vehicles in those extreme conditions. Mt. Fuji is the highest mountain in Japan at 12, 388 feet. Like many mountains, it is actually a volcano that last erupted on November 24, 1707...just some cool trivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is experiencing a lot of constant change as a Marine. It seems once you get used to who you are working with and what you are doing, it changes again. A good amount of his unit was sent to Afghanistan this past month, so that brings even more change. He did not get called &lt;em&gt;this time&lt;/em&gt;, but with that comes the opportunity for a promotion. He is up for Lance Corporal. This is based on merit not just time in. He's a hard worker and we know that when Josh works it's all or nothing, so we are rooting for him as he works for this new position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that we are proud of him, just doesn't seem to say enough. Whether or not he were a Marine, we would be proud of his accomplishments, but at just barely 20, he is willingly taking on the responsibility of a man. We know he is sacrificing a lot to be there and to honor his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; to protect us and defend our country. It's an old cliche, but "Freedom isn't Free". Thank you Josh for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; to all of us. We know God has great plans for your life and that you are right where you belong for such a time as this! We love you!!!! (He is probably saying to himself right now.."Oh Mom, stop it with the mush!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu7cK7q6UI/AAAAAAAABqU/vB9NPBsPGpQ/s1600-h/fuji+pics+122.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu7RkQy64I/AAAAAAAABqM/r0DWJ3iSqIk/s1600-h/fuji+pics+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549695507295106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu7RkQy64I/AAAAAAAABqM/r0DWJ3iSqIk/s320/fuji+pics+161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dressed to stay warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu60eXkfUI/AAAAAAAABqE/LyjAf29n50M/s1600-h/fuji+pics+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549195708890434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu60eXkfUI/AAAAAAAABqE/LyjAf29n50M/s320/fuji+pics+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marine Josh - riding in the truck....he looks so intimidating here....I think that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317550757895088610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu8PZ9yKeI/AAAAAAAABqc/u0Hp49KiERY/s320/fuji+pics+146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu60GAlMwI/AAAAAAAABp8/Q5YYgEnVRTE/s1600-h/fuji+pics+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not so intimidating here....Goofy Josh, looking like he is ready to snowboard. They were actually supposed to, but the weather didn't cooperate when they had some free time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549180135740402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu6zkWpE_I/AAAAAAAABp0/KgfIMrQMKbw/s320/fuji+pics+153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mt. Fuji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549175704033506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu6zT2CmOI/AAAAAAAABps/FgF1CuUt-H4/s320/fuji+pics+189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Camping in the cold for four days. He was glad to get back to base after that bit of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549162276392818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu6yh0pD3I/AAAAAAAABpk/-f4NeWRssrc/s320/fuji+pics+122.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;One of the trucks that he drives, a 7-ton. He also drives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Humvee's&lt;/span&gt;....a lot different than the little 85 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Toyota&lt;/span&gt; that he drove around here! More fun too!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-8206540281307530726?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8206540281307530726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8206540281307530726' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8206540281307530726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8206540281307530726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/03/pfc-josh-teter-in-japan.html' title='PFC Josh Teter in Japan'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/Scu7RkQy64I/AAAAAAAABqM/r0DWJ3iSqIk/s72-c/fuji+pics+161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8693100965465305119</id><published>2009-03-09T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:46:21.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blossom Trail 2009....sort of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday we drove the blossom trail and into the foothills.  It's still winter, but looks like spring.  Just a California thing....when we get rain it greens up and all the wild flowers start blooming.  Goofy me didn't take one picture of the orchards that are blooming, but I did get some pictures of the hills and the wild flowers.  Here is a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pictorial&lt;/span&gt; journal of the trip.  We will begin with silly pictures from the two silly girls, Jenna and Melissa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU10lhh1bI/AAAAAAAABn0/JOxk0YXg5fs/s1600-h/IMG_3023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311210513095579058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU10lhh1bI/AAAAAAAABn0/JOxk0YXg5fs/s320/IMG_3023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this would be them taking pictures of themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU1zm1ijdI/AAAAAAAABnk/ChsUZ7cjyKA/s1600-h/IMG_3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311210496268078546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU1zm1ijdI/AAAAAAAABnk/ChsUZ7cjyKA/s320/IMG_3015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU1yhgyf0I/AAAAAAAABnU/tcgRGaHTOag/s1600-h/IMG_3008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311210477658996546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU1yhgyf0I/AAAAAAAABnU/tcgRGaHTOag/s320/IMG_3008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU06aM9CSI/AAAAAAAABnM/jbok9W6Y_kA/s1600-h/IMG_3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311209513624078626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU06aM9CSI/AAAAAAAABnM/jbok9W6Y_kA/s320/IMG_3007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU05gosgKI/AAAAAAAABnE/4nl4VJ-sZ78/s1600-h/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311209498171179170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU05gosgKI/AAAAAAAABnE/4nl4VJ-sZ78/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU05GUPiFI/AAAAAAAABm8/_JIPceQ5aMQ/s1600-h/IMG_3003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311209491106072658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU05GUPiFI/AAAAAAAABm8/_JIPceQ5aMQ/s320/IMG_3003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU04v20f5I/AAAAAAAABm0/kBW1G4t78jc/s1600-h/IMG_3006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311209485077086098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU04v20f5I/AAAAAAAABm0/kBW1G4t78jc/s320/IMG_3006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311210482719182370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU1y0XOziI/AAAAAAAABnc/5fnofmrAQ_8/s320/IMG_3011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A view from highway 180 down into a valley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU04EROWgI/AAAAAAAABms/CJAQIOB5Bf8/s1600-h/IMG_3025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311209473376672258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU04EROWgI/AAAAAAAABms/CJAQIOB5Bf8/s320/IMG_3025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch! We took a little detour into Wonder Valley, an equestrian community about 5+ miles off the beaten path.  We were able to find a spot near a meadow for some lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311208538581382162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0Bp4qNBI/AAAAAAAABmM/XCc_FaBsmnc/s320/IMG_3034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A short nap for Missy after lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0C_kctoI/AAAAAAAABmk/h18nsdHTCo4/s1600-h/IMG_3026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311208561582061186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0C_kctoI/AAAAAAAABmk/h18nsdHTCo4/s320/IMG_3026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The meadow where we ate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0Cf-RzPI/AAAAAAAABmc/RUBkY7zVwWs/s1600-h/IMG_3029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311208553100463346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0Cf-RzPI/AAAAAAAABmc/RUBkY7zVwWs/s320/IMG_3029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And us in the meadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0Bx2vyMI/AAAAAAAABmU/GZ5_WLSjAVk/s1600-h/IMG_3030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311208540720842946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0Bx2vyMI/AAAAAAAABmU/GZ5_WLSjAVk/s320/IMG_3030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jen and Dad being silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0BaLZxqI/AAAAAAAABmE/TiRqFLCeY_E/s1600-h/IMG_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311208534365030050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU0BaLZxqI/AAAAAAAABmE/TiRqFLCeY_E/s320/IMG_3033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this one...Daddy/Daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy4XvYu7I/AAAAAAAABl8/zL60c_ODo4I/s1600-h/IMG_3032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311207279580199858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy4XvYu7I/AAAAAAAABl8/zL60c_ODo4I/s320/IMG_3032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Cow...the girls took that one.  They were everywhere, cows and horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311210502012099970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU1z8PBXYI/AAAAAAAABns/2l9vpf1luME/s320/IMG_3017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of the wildflowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy3p6xR7I/AAAAAAAABl0/WJVwPYqTGwo/s1600-h/IMG_3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311207267279914930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy3p6xR7I/AAAAAAAABl0/WJVwPYqTGwo/s320/IMG_3005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These were my favorite...little blue ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy3HbooAI/AAAAAAAABls/zvWt23KPIGM/s1600-h/IMG_3035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311207258022518786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy3HbooAI/AAAAAAAABls/zvWt23KPIGM/s320/IMG_3035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They kind of look like a viola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy2nBiwKI/AAAAAAAABlk/BXge5lf9y0E/s1600-h/IMG_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311207249323147426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy2nBiwKI/AAAAAAAABlk/BXge5lf9y0E/s320/IMG_3036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These were the ones in the field where we at lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy1xf64OI/AAAAAAAABlc/MOs3CspCSqA/s1600-h/IMG_3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311207234955043042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbUy1xf64OI/AAAAAAAABlc/MOs3CspCSqA/s320/IMG_3037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-8693100965465305119?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8693100965465305119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8693100965465305119' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8693100965465305119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8693100965465305119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/03/blossom-trail-2009sort-of.html' title='The Blossom Trail 2009....sort of'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SbU10lhh1bI/AAAAAAAABn0/JOxk0YXg5fs/s72-c/IMG_3023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-4433409564527205166</id><published>2009-03-01T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:13:09.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No time to blog....</title><content type='html'>I have had no time to blog and barely any time to looks at my friend's and family's blogs.  We are house hunting...trying to find a place to buy here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fresburg&lt;/span&gt;.  For those of you that have done the same, you know it is all consuming until you find it.  Some days it's fun and some, not so fun.  So sorry to all of you who are blogging and don't see anything new happening over here on my end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, on the other hand, does have something new happening.  She and her husband, Terrell have started a new blog together.  Tina still has &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/tunajones.blogspot.com"&gt;tunajones.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, but this one is &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/tntjones.blogspot.com"&gt;tntjones.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; or "Black and White".  Go check it out the next time you get a chance.  It's a great concept and having been married 19 years, they have some good perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for when I will get back to blogging...pray for a house and a CHEAP car and maybe it will be sooner than later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Reginia&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-4433409564527205166?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/4433409564527205166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=4433409564527205166' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4433409564527205166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4433409564527205166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-time-to-blog.html' title='No time to blog....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7485070858145972080</id><published>2009-02-20T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:03:39.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 and Fabulous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVE!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZ7gsEd9isI/AAAAAAAABlU/-kSeU8rEQog/s1600-h/IMG_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924458807298754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZ7gsEd9isI/AAAAAAAABlU/-kSeU8rEQog/s320/IMG_2928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7485070858145972080?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7485070858145972080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7485070858145972080' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7485070858145972080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7485070858145972080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/02/50-and-fabulous.html' title='50 and Fabulous'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZ7gsEd9isI/AAAAAAAABlU/-kSeU8rEQog/s72-c/IMG_2928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1454777667304977102</id><published>2009-02-18T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:25:09.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The View From My Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxtEcxwqNI/AAAAAAAABlE/TYYoWmZy-WA/s1600-h/IMG_2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304234384347408594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxtEcxwqNI/AAAAAAAABlE/TYYoWmZy-WA/s320/IMG_2941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The past couple of weeks we have been getting some much needed rain. I love the rain, because it means green grass on the hills and clean air. Unfortunately, we don't get much, if any, in the summer, which gets old when it's hot and dusty, but for the time that we do get it, all of the Valley is rejoicing! One of the great benefits of Valley rain is the view we are left with after a good storm. We are surrounded by the Sierra Nevada Mountains to the East and the Coastal Range on the West, but except for a good rain, most of the time you wouldn't even know it. That's a sad statement, but true. It's not one we as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fresnan's&lt;/span&gt; like to brag about, but something we have to live with. Like any city that sits in a valley with a lot of agriculture and people, the air isn't always the cleanest...then put that city in California...well, need I say more. But I digress! Here we are in the time of year when I like living in this valley and love the view, so I thought I'd share it with you today. I live just a short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jaunt&lt;/span&gt; from Cal State, Fresno, and Diesel and I regularly walk or jog the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ag&lt;/span&gt; fields. Makes me feel a little like I'm back in Kentucky as a girl taking a walk in the country. The view, the day I took these pictures, was just breathtaking....and Diesel was enjoying it as much as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra Nevada's to the East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304227024324252642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxmYCjf0-I/AAAAAAAABkU/19BfOkLA2lk/s320/IMG_2936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my neighborhood straight ahead. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxmXzSmIEI/AAAAAAAABkM/WVS1aXnC-t8/s1600-h/IMG_2938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304227020226830402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxmXzSmIEI/AAAAAAAABkM/WVS1aXnC-t8/s320/IMG_2938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alfalfa fields...a dog's playground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304227038742700930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxmY4RH44I/AAAAAAAABks/QkbTycUCCtk/s320/IMG_2948.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It's as if he's saying,"Are you coming?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304227515575099570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxm0om04LI/AAAAAAAABk0/7if6ZWwI_GM/s320/IMG_2951.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He even leaps canals in a single bound! Notice I never take his leash off. We are still working on the "come" command. The leash is a little more insurance that I'll get him back in a hurry if I need too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304227028013936770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxmYQTL8II/AAAAAAAABkk/JS9wPBq5_Kw/s320/IMG_2949.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/2619445472405300119-1454777667304977102?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1454777667304977102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1454777667304977102' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1454777667304977102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1454777667304977102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/02/view-from-my-walk.html' title='The View From My Walk'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZxtEcxwqNI/AAAAAAAABlE/TYYoWmZy-WA/s72-c/IMG_2941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6709687070811759437</id><published>2009-02-16T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:34:16.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Valentine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As Jenna and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Singles&lt;/span&gt; Awareness Day, their favorite fellow so far, Dad/Mr. T, gave them each a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bouquet&lt;/span&gt; of flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZm6GsqPcAI/AAAAAAAABkE/4juYu0h9sqQ/s1600-h/IMG_2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303474660435783682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZm6GsqPcAI/AAAAAAAABkE/4juYu0h9sqQ/s320/IMG_2980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coya's&lt;/span&gt; above and Jen's below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZm6GViGSYI/AAAAAAAABj8/AzVpyC68kmI/s1600-h/IMG_2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303474654227614082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZm6GViGSYI/AAAAAAAABj8/AzVpyC68kmI/s320/IMG_2979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Below are the ones Mr. T brought to me....thank you sweetie.  Daisy's are my favorite and the pink roses just made them even prettier! You are a great husband and an awesome Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZm6FzOH4qI/AAAAAAAABj0/bsOrCMzvNKQ/s1600-h/IMG_2978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303474645017027234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZm6FzOH4qI/AAAAAAAABj0/bsOrCMzvNKQ/s320/IMG_2978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2619445472405300119-6709687070811759437?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6709687070811759437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6709687070811759437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6709687070811759437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6709687070811759437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='A Valentine...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZm6GsqPcAI/AAAAAAAABkE/4juYu0h9sqQ/s72-c/IMG_2980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-2273567292075843141</id><published>2009-02-10T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:04:47.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Ag Expo - Happy B'day David!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;As an early birthday celebration, Dave and I took off this morning with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rocca&lt;/span&gt; clan to the World Ag Expo just an hour down the road in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tulare&lt;/span&gt;. It is the largest agriculture show in the world. After walking it for seven hours I can see why. They said we had seen about half of what was there! What birthed the idea of going to the farm show is Dave's love of anything John Deere. His grandpa was a wheat, rye and barley farmer in eastern Colorado owning 640 acres. Even though he didn't grow up in Colorado, they would go back there most years to help with the harvest. Dave has fond memories of riding on the combines and grain trucks with his grandpa, which is where his love of John Deere comes from. He has a small collection of toy replicas of all of his grandpa's tractors and combines, as well as many other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;miscellaneous&lt;/span&gt; John Deere items, including a few that we picked up today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So here we are 10 days before the big 50 heading down Highway 99 to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tulare&lt;/span&gt; to the Ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; show. Randy and his dad go every year, and with good reason as raisin growers, and I've taken the kids once six years ago, but this was Mr. T's first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmRcyV-tI/AAAAAAAABjM/EidkYlqHE-U/s1600-h/IMG_2893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301412161339652818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmRcyV-tI/AAAAAAAABjM/EidkYlqHE-U/s320/IMG_2893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Getting ready this morning....Dave putting on his John Deere socks that Tina and Terrell gave him this past Christmas. Can you read what it says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmRO0aifI/AAAAAAAABjE/piuH7TPUubU/s1600-h/IMG_2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301412157590243826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmRO0aifI/AAAAAAAABjE/piuH7TPUubU/s320/IMG_2897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Entering the Expo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmQ4zJ00I/AAAAAAAABi8/lnIAA85jB84/s1600-h/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301412151679374146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmQ4zJ00I/AAAAAAAABi8/lnIAA85jB84/s320/IMG_2898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We're here! Randy, Dave and Earl, name tags on and ready to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJlvkGpHeI/AAAAAAAABi0/KE7EtcioDlU/s1600-h/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301411579188288994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJlvkGpHeI/AAAAAAAABi0/KE7EtcioDlU/s320/IMG_2899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; This is the entrance into the expo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301412164776815186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmRpl06lI/AAAAAAAABjU/v0wGvzdEZhQ/s320/IMG_2906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;One of many large streets inside the expo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJlvWfgabI/AAAAAAAABis/2E7MJcQiKzY/s1600-h/IMG_2901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301411575534479794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJlvWfgabI/AAAAAAAABis/2E7MJcQiKzY/s320/IMG_2901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Group photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJlvGXl7LI/AAAAAAAABik/JwcKnC6VMTU/s1600-h/IMG_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301411571206319282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJlvGXl7LI/AAAAAAAABik/JwcKnC6VMTU/s320/IMG_2903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This one is for my dad. He's an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aflac&lt;/span&gt; representative and always gives us fun "duck" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paraphernalia&lt;/span&gt;. When we went by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aflac&lt;/span&gt; booth and saw the duck, I just couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJluxhJlhI/AAAAAAAABiU/VMInhzqHtOc/s1600-h/IMG_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301411565609260562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJluxhJlhI/AAAAAAAABiU/VMInhzqHtOc/s320/IMG_2905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This was at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dewalt&lt;/span&gt; booth. This is the car that was driven in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nascar&lt;/span&gt; races this past year....can't remember the driver's name, but I'm sure some of you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nascar&lt;/span&gt; lovers will know who he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301415716870034978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJpgaK2FiI/AAAAAAAABjs/HiciixSgBOI/s320/IMG_2910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The long awaited John Deere tent and tractor display!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkVXHneEI/AAAAAAAABiM/FI5aygXVzbw/s1600-h/IMG_2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410029514487874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkVXHneEI/AAAAAAAABiM/FI5aygXVzbw/s320/IMG_2913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Just gotta try a few out. "So, that's not too big for the lawn, is it honey?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkU-JdQ4I/AAAAAAAABiE/IGca6UfKQwE/s1600-h/IMG_2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410022811321218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkU-JdQ4I/AAAAAAAABiE/IGca6UfKQwE/s320/IMG_2914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; "Or maybe this one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkUpCH3SI/AAAAAAAABh8/1TLGtBe6bdw/s1600-h/IMG_2915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410017143414050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkUpCH3SI/AAAAAAAABh8/1TLGtBe6bdw/s320/IMG_2915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; A love affair with green...(we actually put him up to this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkUS09gTI/AAAAAAAABh0/GnpxijY17IM/s1600-h/IMG_2917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410011182629170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkUS09gTI/AAAAAAAABh0/GnpxijY17IM/s320/IMG_2917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Checking it out a little closer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkUAHCsII/AAAAAAAABhs/9FX2PXA4Kl0/s1600-h/IMG_2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410006158192770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJkUAHCsII/AAAAAAAABhs/9FX2PXA4Kl0/s320/IMG_2916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Besides &lt;em&gt;anything farm&lt;/em&gt; that you can see at the expo, they also have great food. We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt;-tip sandwiches for lunch and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hanford's&lt;/span&gt; Superior Dairy ice cream...a local favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjbOothVI/AAAAAAAABhk/2YbObnOdrMc/s1600-h/IMG_2930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301409030804964690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjbOothVI/AAAAAAAABhk/2YbObnOdrMc/s320/IMG_2930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Randy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; in front of yet another big tractor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJja7j4Q0I/AAAAAAAABhc/G2LYJsZ1gs8/s1600-h/IMG_2929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301409025684423490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJja7j4Q0I/AAAAAAAABhc/G2LYJsZ1gs8/s320/IMG_2929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; How would you like to change that tire?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjat_qXKI/AAAAAAAABhU/z6WdzYMjz5c/s1600-h/IMG_2932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301409022042856610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjat_qXKI/AAAAAAAABhU/z6WdzYMjz5c/s320/IMG_2932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This is like the wheat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;harvester&lt;/span&gt; Dave's grandpa used to use only a whole lot newer, safer and high tech. They are just huge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjagsin9I/AAAAAAAABhM/h4SB_f7mVVk/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301409018472996818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjagsin9I/AAAAAAAABhM/h4SB_f7mVVk/s320/IMG_2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Taking in the view....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjaXEZlwI/AAAAAAAABhE/QMfZySWYvC8/s1600-h/IMG_2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301409015888713474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJjaXEZlwI/AAAAAAAABhE/QMfZySWYvC8/s320/IMG_2919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;...and the end of a great day. Many thanks to Rusty for driving us all down and Randy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; for showing us around. Dave loved it.....10 days till 50 and counting!&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-2273567292075843141?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/2273567292075843141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=2273567292075843141' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2273567292075843141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2273567292075843141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/02/world-ag-expo-happy-bday-david.html' title='World Ag Expo - Happy B&apos;day David!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SZJmRcyV-tI/AAAAAAAABjM/EidkYlqHE-U/s72-c/IMG_2893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-4176871625214839140</id><published>2009-02-06T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:06:34.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Aid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diesel's latest trick is to steal &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; laundry basket. It's light enough for him to carry around. Now all I need to do is train him to put the laundry &lt;em&gt;into&lt;/em&gt; the basket (as compared to eating the laundry) and carry it to the washer for me. Diesel the Super-dog....that's what we'll call him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYyLjrn2jgI/AAAAAAAABgU/XMEC9t1dZak/s1600-h/IMG_2888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299764306629791234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYyLjrn2jgI/AAAAAAAABgU/XMEC9t1dZak/s320/IMG_2888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He so knows he's not getting away with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYyLjZvQdoI/AAAAAAAABgM/h5sfNNHC_qA/s1600-h/IMG_2889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299764301829011074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYyLjZvQdoI/AAAAAAAABgM/h5sfNNHC_qA/s320/IMG_2889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor guy, just looks like he's begging to keep it. What kind of master am I anyway?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYyLjCAImFI/AAAAAAAABgE/y4tyLLgLJ_Q/s1600-h/IMG_2891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299764295457347666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYyLjCAImFI/AAAAAAAABgE/y4tyLLgLJ_Q/s320/IMG_2891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-4176871625214839140?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/4176871625214839140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=4176871625214839140' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4176871625214839140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4176871625214839140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/02/laundry-aid.html' title='Laundry Aid'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYyLjrn2jgI/AAAAAAAABgU/XMEC9t1dZak/s72-c/IMG_2888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6160010185669833751</id><published>2009-02-02T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:13:44.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bierocks and Football....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Superbowl Sunday. I was never much into football growing up, but having been married for 23 years to a man who knows a lot about football, I have grown accustomed to spending the fall and winter watching and somewhat following the sport. Dave is no football fanatic. He says he was in his younger years, kind of like our son now. Knew every stat on every player, including baseball and basketball too (he still has a vast knowledge of those things..amazes me how guys can keep up with all that information). But he still loves the game and it's always more fun to watch a good game with friends. I have grown to love it too, well sort of. I still have trouble figuring out what is going on most of the time, but he is very patient to explain things to me over and over again (hey, good prep for when I'm old). I've actually grown so used to it that it just doesn't seem like fall if there isn't a football game on. Well anyway, that was a huge detour to this post. Who doesn't love to watch the Superbowl, if for no other reason than the commercials! There were some good ones this year, minus the few that always get thrown in the mix that make you wonder if you are watching the Superbowl at 3pm or late night television. I like the Budweiser ones the best I think. Don't go having a heart attack or anything. I don't drink beer..can't stand the stuff...except once when I had an upset tummy and my sister made me. But their commercials are great....my favorite was the one with the Dalmatian playing fetch, then the Clydesdale decides to do the same. If you haven't seen it, look it up on YouTube. It's probably there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the second year in a row Dave has made his wonderful bierocks for the Superbowl. It is no small task. Lots of preparation, but he loves to cook and he loves sharing them with all of us grateful, hungry people. He made the hamburger/cabbage mixture on Saturday night and the dough on Sunday. Then it's time to put it all together. We have this wonderful tool from my Pampered Chef days that I can't even remember the name of now. It's a little sandwich press. There are two sizes...he uses the big one for the bierocks. They are so yummy and we eat them way too fast for how long they take to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgazeutMI/AAAAAAAABfU/GubwqxLjcYo/s1600-h/IMG_2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239131492463810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgazeutMI/AAAAAAAABfU/GubwqxLjcYo/s320/IMG_2877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above is the evidence of his hard work....below, the finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgaRgIsqI/AAAAAAAABfM/gwF67dp3iAQ/s1600-h/IMG_2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239122371556002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgaRgIsqI/AAAAAAAABfM/gwF67dp3iAQ/s320/IMG_2879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chef Teter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgabUwWFI/AAAAAAAABfE/fH4TqGalwhM/s1600-h/IMG_2878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239125008177234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgabUwWFI/AAAAAAAABfE/fH4TqGalwhM/s320/IMG_2878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christy will love me for this picture...she's enjoying some dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239488974692466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgvnNIoHI/AAAAAAAABf0/MzNGxk8tqi0/s320/IMG_2883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had Dave's bierocks and Christy's chili, which was very yummy. Then dessert...need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239482315978258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgvOZkthI/AAAAAAAABfs/pX4h8tw14-g/s320/IMG_2881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dave and this killer apple-raisin pie from Sunmaid....very good. There's a plug for you Randy (he grows for Sunmaid). Just doing my duty as a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239143249476898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgbfR0fSI/AAAAAAAABfk/gxzwXd0FRTY/s320/IMG_2882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Truth be known this is why we really got together at Rocca-land. They got a new TV and it's huge and wonderful to watch. You can even see the small print on the commercials! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239138503180354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgbNmNwEI/AAAAAAAABfc/Xe63vNplrKA/s320/IMG_2884.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So how was your Superbowl Sunday? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-6160010185669833751?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6160010185669833751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6160010185669833751' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6160010185669833751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6160010185669833751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/02/bierocks-and-football.html' title='Bierocks and Football....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYcgazeutMI/AAAAAAAABfU/GubwqxLjcYo/s72-c/IMG_2877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-4113701659735487912</id><published>2009-01-31T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:28:45.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Orange Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's January and that means the oranges are on the tree and ready to pick. We don't have that many this year. I think that's because we had a storm when the blooms were coming on and we lost a bunch, but anyhow we do have &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; oranges. And the cool thing is that they are BIG and taste great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYR5_tm1Q3I/AAAAAAAABe8/AyOFNdhFsJA/s1600-h/IMG_2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297493197175735154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYR5_tm1Q3I/AAAAAAAABe8/AyOFNdhFsJA/s320/IMG_2875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the neighbors tree...just behind us. They let us have what they can't pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYR5_RtisII/AAAAAAAABe0/HXbCDLxC8ZE/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297493189687685250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYR5_RtisII/AAAAAAAABe0/HXbCDLxC8ZE/s320/IMG_2874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our tree....not so many oranges.  You can see that it's foggy here this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYR5_Ljkh7I/AAAAAAAABes/Qjk_VJ0-Vfw/s1600-h/IMG_2873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297493188035250098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYR5_Ljkh7I/AAAAAAAABes/Qjk_VJ0-Vfw/s320/IMG_2873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;behemoth&lt;/span&gt; Dave picked this morning. No exaggeration...it was as big as a grapefruit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For all my family in Colorado and Idaho: If I could afford to box up a bunch of these and send them to you, I would. We were there (Colorado) at Christmas and found that oranges are worth as much as gold! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-4113701659735487912?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/4113701659735487912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=4113701659735487912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4113701659735487912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4113701659735487912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-orange-season.html' title='It&apos;s Orange Season!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SYR5_tm1Q3I/AAAAAAAABe8/AyOFNdhFsJA/s72-c/IMG_2875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6904185228010151389</id><published>2009-01-30T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:37:10.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most...The Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRLRSXd4fzA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRLRSXd4fzA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave His one and only Son that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life."  John 3:16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-6904185228010151389?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6904185228010151389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6904185228010151389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6904185228010151389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6904185228010151389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/bridge.html' title='Most...The Bridge'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8936935851825944995</id><published>2009-01-27T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:09:07.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wise in heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lesson from yesterday morning's Bible study:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 16:21 The wise in heart will be called discerning, And sweetness of speech increases persuasiveness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lesson from yesterday evening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Haven't quite learned the art of sweet, persuasive speech.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Maybe if I could just connect the dots and remember that what I just read in the morning can be applied in the evening....hmmm, that's a thought! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyone out there feel the same way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-8936935851825944995?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8936935851825944995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8936935851825944995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8936935851825944995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8936935851825944995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/lesson-from-yesterday-mornings-bible.html' title='The wise in heart?'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3830543304659320432</id><published>2009-01-25T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:35:56.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Of The Stars!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; It's been two weekends of dress up around here....last week Jen went to a winter formal and this weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; winter formal or N.O.T.S. (Night of the Stars). She went with Andrew whose family just happens to be good friends of ours through homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295360689000818738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzmfZl2KDI/AAAAAAAABec/cVYAEh1IT0Q/s320/IMG_2821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We added some tulle to the bottom of her dress to give it a little more "pop" and add some length. I was rather proud of myself for figuring out how to sew it on. I miss sewing so it was fun, and fun to see the finished result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295360293004408194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzmIWY8dYI/AAAAAAAABeU/zbAmCSC8naM/s320/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the salon getting her hair done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkkTV-dtI/AAAAAAAABeM/xOSBknEkAfc/s1600-h/IMG_2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295358574199731922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkkTV-dtI/AAAAAAAABeM/xOSBknEkAfc/s320/IMG_2824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was very patient while the hairdresser used a wave iron to create mermaid waves. She has lots of hair so it was about an hour and half process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkkBelOuI/AAAAAAAABeE/9VhP5qeR4e0/s1600-h/IMG_2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295358569403988706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkkBelOuI/AAAAAAAABeE/9VhP5qeR4e0/s320/IMG_2825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All dressed up and ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkjiG0XFI/AAAAAAAABd8/zIRtQt3A2sk/s1600-h/IMG_2827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295358560982817874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkjiG0XFI/AAAAAAAABd8/zIRtQt3A2sk/s320/IMG_2827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Coya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkjWAQGzI/AAAAAAAABd0/50tgyKYV3Cc/s1600-h/IMG_2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295358557734050610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzkjWAQGzI/AAAAAAAABd0/50tgyKYV3Cc/s320/IMG_2829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking silly pictures with their group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzju-x_uGI/AAAAAAAABds/2RZMqFgp9cM/s1600-h/IMG_2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295357658147043426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzju-x_uGI/AAAAAAAABds/2RZMqFgp9cM/s320/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The corsages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjugXY2yI/AAAAAAAABdk/zddTZ9TH03E/s1600-h/IMG_2838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295357649982380834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjugXY2yI/AAAAAAAABdk/zddTZ9TH03E/s320/IMG_2838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course...the shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjtxP7J_I/AAAAAAAABdc/vX66BTGZpaI/s1600-h/IMG_2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295357637334607858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjtxP7J_I/AAAAAAAABdc/vX66BTGZpaI/s320/IMG_2839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjtvdZxSI/AAAAAAAABdU/McL2ZaQ5QxA/s1600-h/IMG_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295357636854269218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjtvdZxSI/AAAAAAAABdU/McL2ZaQ5QxA/s320/IMG_2845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Coya&lt;/span&gt;. Jen had just gotten off work and rushed over to see her before she left for the formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjtHneYNI/AAAAAAAABdM/gdgaWNHLkb4/s1600-h/IMG_2846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295357626159096018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzjtHneYNI/AAAAAAAABdM/gdgaWNHLkb4/s320/IMG_2846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-3830543304659320432?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3830543304659320432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3830543304659320432' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3830543304659320432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3830543304659320432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-of-stars.html' title='Night Of The Stars!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXzmfZl2KDI/AAAAAAAABec/cVYAEh1IT0Q/s72-c/IMG_2821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1218842776618950521</id><published>2009-01-17T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:46:00.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Formal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLBnhUf5lI/AAAAAAAABcI/jBvqTV8hoOc/s1600-h/IMG_2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292503824101082834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLAL-fxBtI/AAAAAAAABbg/lXDTVfiW3EY/s320/IMG_2799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLAMrS8szI/AAAAAAAABbw/jDGDzTOvhtQ/s1600-h/IMG_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292503836126917426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLAMrS8szI/AAAAAAAABbw/jDGDzTOvhtQ/s320/IMG_2800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292503849930681970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLANeuBbnI/AAAAAAAABcA/AWVK61MsUSo/s320/IMG_2802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292503842452733474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLANC3I_iI/AAAAAAAABb4/Rb9IIRIeq5g/s320/IMG_2803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLAMTAMa8I/AAAAAAAABbo/f8GPiawG20c/s1600-h/IMG_2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292503829605804994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLAMTAMa8I/AAAAAAAABbo/f8GPiawG20c/s320/IMG_2801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight Jen is off to the Buchannan formal with her good friend Vince. Here are a few fun photos......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-1218842776618950521?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1218842776618950521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1218842776618950521' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1218842776618950521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1218842776618950521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/off-to-formal.html' title='Off to the Formal'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SXLAL-fxBtI/AAAAAAAABbg/lXDTVfiW3EY/s72-c/IMG_2799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8567325114147224779</id><published>2009-01-10T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:53:53.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of Jenna and Coya....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night I came home and found the girls taking very silly pictures and laughing hysterically at themselves.  They don't start school until Monday, so what else to do with our free time, but take goofy pictures!  I'm used to Jenna taking silly pictures of herself, but this was a first for Coya.  (Reminds me of someone else I know who loved the camera as a young one...not naming any names, but she lives in Colorado and shares the same b'day a me and everybody who meets us thinks Jenna is her daughter...just saying.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjQlAL7kkI/AAAAAAAABbY/5UzUkqbY9tM/s1600-h/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289707096470426178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjQlAL7kkI/AAAAAAAABbY/5UzUkqbY9tM/s320/IMG_2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjQkj5lW7I/AAAAAAAABbQ/7gzFfzuAIy4/s1600-h/IMG_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289707088877280178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjQkj5lW7I/AAAAAAAABbQ/7gzFfzuAIy4/s320/IMG_2768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289703305245623026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjNIUxgAvI/AAAAAAAABZ4/D8OwNXlHlXc/s320/IMG_2751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289704742716086530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjOb_xKmQI/AAAAAAAABbI/8MbllGVya7s/s320/IMG_2774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjObbKEdRI/AAAAAAAABbA/pbzibRJnDdc/s1600-h/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289704722626765154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjOa07f4WI/AAAAAAAABa4/BdNWpBGMgl4/s320/IMG_2755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289704139589916130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjN448rleI/AAAAAAAABao/O_u0AtpNwsw/s320/IMG_2762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289704131605840226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjN4bNIQWI/AAAAAAAABag/nrAe7KdRLGU/s320/IMG_2772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289704125830547938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjN4FsMSeI/AAAAAAAABaY/CRiP5-q7vSs/s320/IMG_2773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289704117347453298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjN3mFqiXI/AAAAAAAABaQ/qCuEyTE1QW8/s320/IMG_2754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289703316554858306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjNI-51P0I/AAAAAAAABaI/y3Cd5-7Xh9k/s320/IMG_2753.JPG" border="0" /&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/2619445472405300119-8567325114147224779?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8567325114147224779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8567325114147224779' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8567325114147224779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8567325114147224779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/many-faces-of-jenna-and-coya.html' title='The Many Faces of Jenna and Coya....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWjQlAL7kkI/AAAAAAAABbY/5UzUkqbY9tM/s72-c/IMG_2767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6998705313368224148</id><published>2009-01-08T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:37:22.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foggy Day Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Temp 43 °F&lt;br /&gt;Fog/Mist&lt;br /&gt;Wind : Calm&lt;br /&gt;Humidity : 93 %&lt;br /&gt;Pressure : 30.20" (1022.8 mb&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As anyone from around here knows, fog is as common in the winter as 105 degrees is in the summer. It can last for a couple of weeks at a time, with very little sun to be seen. This is one of those weeks. I'm not complaining though, spring comes early and it gives me a reason to pour a cup of hot tea and either sit down with a good book or watch a movie on these foggy nights. (Tonight is the movie with Jen, Coya and Melissa as they are all still out of school until next week.) As my fellow bordie collie lovers also know, no exercise for the dog means no rest for the master. This master worked today and didn't get out this morning to take the beloved pet on his morning run. So, what does the master do? Bundle up and go for a walk in the fog! Underneath that hood is an ear wrap and underneath that jacket are two other layers to keep me warm. This fog tonight is something we don't always get. It's more like a mist than a heavy on-the-ground kind of fog. The ground looks like it just rained, but it's just the mist in the air. Why can't some of this stuff roll in about mid July when it is a sweltering 105 degrees outside?!! That's why we go to the coast, which is kind of funny in and of itself. We wait all winter for the fog to lift and then what do we do when it gets hot....head for the coast for more fog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289142325980481122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWbO7CKMxmI/AAAAAAAABZQ/tp4vXmlc3tg/s320/IMG_2750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWbO7xRxvGI/AAAAAAAABZY/DsAH-Lc148g/s1600-h/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289142338628729954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWbO7xRxvGI/AAAAAAAABZY/DsAH-Lc148g/s320/IMG_2748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My glasses get covered in mist....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289142573697200626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWbPJc-d8fI/AAAAAAAABZg/buSNMp0gPeg/s320/IMG_2749.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&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/2619445472405300119-6998705313368224148?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6998705313368224148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6998705313368224148' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6998705313368224148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6998705313368224148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/foggy-day-schedule.html' title='Foggy Day Schedule'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SWbO7CKMxmI/AAAAAAAABZQ/tp4vXmlc3tg/s72-c/IMG_2750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8460162084330467744</id><published>2009-01-03T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:17:26.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of a Dear Friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SV-4DXLFUTI/AAAAAAAABZI/71dx_H3iaSM/s1600-h/Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287146855455871282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SV-4DXLFUTI/AAAAAAAABZI/71dx_H3iaSM/s320/Rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday marked the 1st anniversary of the passing of my good friend, Rose MacAlpine. There almost hasn't been a day that has gone by this past year that I haven't thought of her. She was such a vibrant individual. Many mutual friends have commented that it still doesn't seem possible that she could be gone....I feel the same way. The more that time goes by, the more I am able to accept it, but her energy and her passion for life, music and the Lord lives on in my memory. Now and then when I really miss her I ask the Lord to tell her hello for me. Maybe that's crazy, probably not very theologically sound either, but I do know that one day I will see her again. I look forward to that time and keep singing in her honor. If I can communicate just a portion of the praise for our heavenly Father that she did, I will have accomplished much and honored her well. &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/2619445472405300119-8460162084330467744?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8460162084330467744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8460162084330467744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8460162084330467744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8460162084330467744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-memory-of-dear-friend.html' title='In Memory of a Dear Friend...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SV-4DXLFUTI/AAAAAAAABZI/71dx_H3iaSM/s72-c/Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-540215395210014876</id><published>2008-12-29T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:27:14.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing For Snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285279185544282306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVkVaqkiAMI/AAAAAAAABYo/a4Hm13b7-88/s320/IMG_2616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is old snow, left over from over a week ago....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVkVZd9RryI/AAAAAAAABYY/cVPbuQAl0pc/s1600-h/IMG_2614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285279164978540322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVkVZd9RryI/AAAAAAAABYY/cVPbuQAl0pc/s320/IMG_2614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the family washing the truck in hopes that it will bring the snow!  We know it's goofy, but Murphy's Law is such that if you wash your car it is sure to rain, so maybe it will work on snow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVkVZ7vurWI/AAAAAAAABYg/c2v8CSH9J3E/s1600-h/IMG_2615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285279172974783842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVkVZ7vurWI/AAAAAAAABYg/c2v8CSH9J3E/s320/IMG_2615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You see we have been hoping to get over to Toboggan Hill for a repeat of the sledding we did when we were here in March.  If it doesn't snow we can't sled.  The weather in Colorado can change at a moments notice too, so maybe, just maybe we will get some snow before we leave.....I'll keep you posted.&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/2619445472405300119-540215395210014876?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/540215395210014876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=540215395210014876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/540215395210014876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/540215395210014876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/12/wishing-for-snow.html' title='Wishing For Snow...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVkVaqkiAMI/AAAAAAAABYo/a4Hm13b7-88/s72-c/IMG_2616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1549700241336510454</id><published>2008-12-25T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:59:06.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from Colorado!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842845567654482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP7ErMMmlI/AAAAAAAABWo/EgIrdw2iISg/s320/IMG_2376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made it to Colorado! It was very late on Tuesday night, but we made it. Our flight left Sacramento at 6pm on Tuesday. The next stop was Vegas. Our next flight to Denver was supposed to leave at 8:25pm, but was delayed until 12:40am!!!! Fortunately, we got an earlier flight out at 9:50 and finally made to Denver by 1am, Denver time. By the time we got our luggage and made the one hour drive back to Tina and Terrell's it was 3am. Whew! We were tired, but glad to be here. We slept in as much as we could yesterday and got ready for Christmas Eve. Grandma and Grandpa arrived in Denver at 6pm last night, so it was back to the airport for another pickup. No complaints here though; it's been a year since we have seen them (the longest ever) so we are just thankful they could make it in. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842856116897938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP7FSfVSJI/AAAAAAAABW4/4L_ws7dFBzA/s320/IMG_2380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283845988671525858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP97oKjk-I/AAAAAAAABXo/xPGW2zarRm8/s320/IMG_2381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting in Las Vegas for our plane to arrive. We have to say that this was our first time flying with Southwest and we would gladly do it again. They are friendly and as good as they can be, given the weather, about getting you to your destination on time. They are funny too....telling jokes and making the trip a little more interesting. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283844954557923650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP8_byqQUI/AAAAAAAABXQ/edDkADcf1O0/s320/IMG_2398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283844917030117970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP89P_VYlI/AAAAAAAABXI/6nfbBjAJpXU/s320/IMG_2387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283844910018780338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP8813s3LI/AAAAAAAABXA/Jbewl_Nu3oM/s320/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283846695564145714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP-kxi49DI/AAAAAAAABXw/0bgwRIdp9WY/s320/IMG_2388.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Bringing in the fudge....we wait all year for a piece of Grandma's fudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283849745702438370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVQBWUMhxeI/AAAAAAAABYQ/x8PuLiZYg_o/s320/IMG_2412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283849733249288738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVQBVlzdyiI/AAAAAAAABYA/Rxpq-4jKJwY/s320/IMG_2402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283849727795777538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVQBVRfP0AI/AAAAAAAABX4/6j7AleGmh0g/s320/IMG_2385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas Eve we dressed up and went to church with Tina and Terrell. I tried to get a picture of the church, but it was a little dark. It is a beautiful mountain church with a rock fireplace and wood beams running across the ceiling. They had a candlelight service. One thing about being in the family of God...no matter where I am, I feel at home just being with other believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283844966711469810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP9AJESpvI/AAAAAAAABXg/YIRO5btf4Uk/s320/IMG_2423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283844957649555890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP8_nTw0bI/AAAAAAAABXY/WU8s5vnS9CE/s320/IMG_2433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas morning!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-1549700241336510454?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1549700241336510454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1549700241336510454' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1549700241336510454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1549700241336510454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-from-colorado.html' title='Merry Christmas from Colorado!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SVP7ErMMmlI/AAAAAAAABWo/EgIrdw2iISg/s72-c/IMG_2376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7342715345518795030</id><published>2008-12-16T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:59:05.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh left for Japan a week ago tomorrow and I am obviously behind in posting some pictures from our visit with him the two weeks he was here. He really enjoyed being back home. Each time he leaves and comes back he seems to appreciate "home" more. Isn't that the way it's supposed to be? I remember going through the same thing as a young person. You don't really appreciate the ones you love until you've had an opportunity to miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280642153201981634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUicD2-O2MI/AAAAAAAABWg/su142OfFFcg/s320/IMG_2321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave him a camera for Christmas. You can see here he was thrilled...LOL...and so are we. We are hoping for lots of pictures from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280640590105319986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiao3-8mjI/AAAAAAAABWQ/p7WXCxI8D78/s320/IMG_2322.JPG" border="0" /&gt; J &amp;amp; J had probably one of the best times together that I as a mom have ever seen. Since Josh has been away these past 6 months, his little sister has grown up. She's the independent, driving herself around, taking college classes sister now.....and turning a few boys' heads these days too. You should have seen Josh turn into the big brother when even another guys name was mentioned....he just went into protection mode asking questions and making sure these guys are fit to be with his sister! It was sweet to watch, and they had a great time being silly, as only they can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZ9mWuSLI/AAAAAAAABWA/O1K0zdpyUHE/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639846638831794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZ9mWuSLI/AAAAAAAABWA/O1K0zdpyUHE/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZ9Jb4bdI/AAAAAAAABV4/dVi64hyEReE/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639838875839954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZ9Jb4bdI/AAAAAAAABV4/dVi64hyEReE/s320/IMG_2342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then all too soon, it was time to say goodbye. He will be stationed in Japan for a couple of years and does get some leave time, but it's still so far away and a long time in between visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZRaIsNTI/AAAAAAAABVw/X6qMDpF28xs/s1600-h/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639087444505906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZRaIsNTI/AAAAAAAABVw/X6qMDpF28xs/s320/IMG_2344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are hanging out at the airport waiting for his plane to arrive. One nice perk about being a military family is that we get to go through security to the terminal where he boards the plane and wait with him. We found that out the last time he was here... &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZRBiDJpI/AAAAAAAABVo/lSl4eg5T2Bk/s1600-h/IMG_2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639080839980690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZRBiDJpI/AAAAAAAABVo/lSl4eg5T2Bk/s320/IMG_2351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One great result of Josh's trip home this time was that it gave him a chance to get to know Nacoya better. She thought he was pretty funny...which he is. She loved his ethnic impersonations and the goofy voices he would use here at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proud Mom and Dad with our Marine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZQqXoK6I/AAAAAAAABVg/xM6K8biWaA0/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639074622253986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZQqXoK6I/AAAAAAAABVg/xM6K8biWaA0/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to board the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZQVZX9cI/AAAAAAAABVY/LOEZjmyhOEM/s1600-h/IMG_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639068992435650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZQVZX9cI/AAAAAAAABVY/LOEZjmyhOEM/s320/IMG_2355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One last goodbye...This one was hard...for him and us. I'm always o.k after he's gone, but getting through the goodbyes is just the pits. I think it was even harder on my sensitive husband...he's more the cryer than me anyway, and this one did him in. But, not to worry, we are all doing well now and so excited for the opportunity afforded to Josh right now. It's like David said to Josh just after we found out he was going to Japan, "Whatever God has for you son, takes you through Japan." So we can rest in confidence that God who loves him more than we ever could will keep him in His care. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZQAh11HI/AAAAAAAABVQ/EDwEl1r2ge4/s1600-h/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639063390803058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiZQAh11HI/AAAAAAAABVQ/EDwEl1r2ge4/s320/IMG_2356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did manage to get one family picture while he was here...and doesn't he look handsome in his uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280640599830347730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUiapcNkv9I/AAAAAAAABWY/9BTxHLaWMM0/s320/IMG_2312.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7342715345518795030?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7342715345518795030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7342715345518795030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7342715345518795030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7342715345518795030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/12/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUicD2-O2MI/AAAAAAAABWg/su142OfFFcg/s72-c/IMG_2321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-334383870465452363</id><published>2008-12-14T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:19:20.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last couple of weeks have been very full. Josh came in for two weeks at Thanksgiving and left for Japan just Wednesday (more on that later), our home school choirs had their concert Thursday, and we threw a 16th birthday party for Nacoya. Whew! I love the holidays, but why is it that everything about the season needs to happen in such a short time and then add anything extra and it's a race for the finish line? I must sound so "Bah Humbugish". I'm not really....we love this season and do our best to soak it all up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll start with Nacoya's B'day party. We had it hear at home and invited lots of friends from church and school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ4jQ_qUI/AAAAAAAABVI/8Nm9XCYRuEE/s1600-h/IMG_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279865703724198210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ4jQ_qUI/AAAAAAAABVI/8Nm9XCYRuEE/s320/IMG_2280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A light meal to start things off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ4VhHH6I/AAAAAAAABVA/GNtVjhGq8pQ/s1600-h/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279865700033699746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ4VhHH6I/AAAAAAAABVA/GNtVjhGq8pQ/s320/IMG_2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the results of a game that the kids played called Bigger or Better. They had to go around the neighborhood in teams and "trade up" from the ornament we gave them to something bigger or better. The team with the best stuff won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ4G-TK5I/AAAAAAAABU4/HfHcMv24XCE/s1600-h/IMG_2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279865696129592210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ4G-TK5I/AAAAAAAABU4/HfHcMv24XCE/s320/IMG_2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture below was from the winning group...they brought back 2 TVs, 2 tires (much to David's dismay), and an old weed eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ3aS6JSI/AAAAAAAABUw/i87I4vRUmdU/s1600-h/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279865684136437026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ3aS6JSI/AAAAAAAABUw/i87I4vRUmdU/s320/IMG_2298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another game and some visiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ3Ew-8YI/AAAAAAAABUo/uJg1dxyzACI/s1600-h/IMG_2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279865678357000578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ3Ew-8YI/AAAAAAAABUo/uJg1dxyzACI/s320/IMG_2304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday Cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXY7mVoscI/AAAAAAAABUg/pUByKdExNcY/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279864656576950722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXY7mVoscI/AAAAAAAABUg/pUByKdExNcY/s320/IMG_2297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXY7QCut5I/AAAAAAAABUY/db9HYO1q6NI/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279864650592073618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXY7QCut5I/AAAAAAAABUY/db9HYO1q6NI/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279864634454193490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXY6T7KNVI/AAAAAAAABUQ/n6z6Q33525A/s320/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nacoya had a great time and was blessed by so many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279864623601885778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXY5rfxIlI/AAAAAAAABUA/t5N0DsqIZJU/s320/IMG_2305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'll be back tomorrow to update on Josh and other Christmas season happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-334383870465452363?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/334383870465452363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=334383870465452363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/334383870465452363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/334383870465452363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SUXZ4jQ_qUI/AAAAAAAABVI/8Nm9XCYRuEE/s72-c/IMG_2280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1798567777848334208</id><published>2008-12-03T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:23:36.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robynn's Ravings...</title><content type='html'>I want to introduce you to my friend &lt;a href="http://laughtilyoudie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robynn&lt;/a&gt;. We (her friends) have been trying for years to get her to "publish" herself. Well, the wait is over....she started a blog! She is one of the most articulate and funny writers I have ever met, but nonetheless able to speak at the heart of a matter. Welcome &lt;a href="http://laughtilyoudie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robynn&lt;/a&gt; to the world of blogging! Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-1798567777848334208?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1798567777848334208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1798567777848334208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1798567777848334208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1798567777848334208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/12/robynns-ravings.html' title='Robynn&apos;s Ravings...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-4939389341189854</id><published>2008-11-29T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:57:27.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Trees at Honey Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Today was Christmas Tree cutting day at Honey Hill. It's become an annual tradition that our good friends, Kim and Rod started quite a few years ago. It's a great time to see friends we don't get to see as much as we used to, eat, fellowship and of course cut trees! Most of these friends have also homeschooled their children, and as our kids have gotten older some are still being homeschooled and some have gone on to other schools, but we have all remained friends. Homeschooling brought us together, but it's our Christian friendship that keep us together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274324383260369250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIqFP5qYWI/AAAAAAAABTE/gUTUbkiaelQ/s320/IMG_2206.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the way up the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkb37PqpI/AAAAAAAABS8/Vk6wVAVs-CU/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274318174891780754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkb37PqpI/AAAAAAAABS8/Vk6wVAVs-CU/s320/IMG_2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arriving at Honey Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkbmodNeI/AAAAAAAABS0/G-RAYt1NFRY/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274318170249573858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkbmodNeI/AAAAAAAABS0/G-RAYt1NFRY/s320/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkbWcv9JI/AAAAAAAABSs/IwJ0BgEG4sU/s1600-h/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274318165905503378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkbWcv9JI/AAAAAAAABSs/IwJ0BgEG4sU/s320/IMG_2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIka1aICGI/AAAAAAAABSk/y7R9GPsuuMI/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274318157036128354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIka1aICGI/AAAAAAAABSk/y7R9GPsuuMI/s320/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkasNOviI/AAAAAAAABSc/5IyXJv5Q6m4/s1600-h/IMG_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274318154566123042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIkasNOviI/AAAAAAAABSc/5IyXJv5Q6m4/s320/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelly and Shaela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgWdVU02I/AAAAAAAABSU/riNfIRfwTpQ/s1600-h/IMG_2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274313683807556450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgWdVU02I/AAAAAAAABSU/riNfIRfwTpQ/s320/IMG_2218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching Randy and Nick cut trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgWMnKVtI/AAAAAAAABSM/HPr4Lv1d1To/s1600-h/IMG_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274313679318963922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgWMnKVtI/AAAAAAAABSM/HPr4Lv1d1To/s320/IMG_2221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was nice to have Josh with us this year. It gave him a chance to catch up with friends who have been praying for him these past 6 months.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgVWu9NoI/AAAAAAAABSE/MunOs95Sg94/s1600-h/IMG_2222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274313664856143490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgVWu9NoI/AAAAAAAABSE/MunOs95Sg94/s320/IMG_2222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pat, Robynn and me! Can you tell I am holding the camera to take this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgUhOCeKI/AAAAAAAABR0/KduOWFWZa5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274313650490996898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgUhOCeKI/AAAAAAAABR0/KduOWFWZa5Q/s320/IMG_2227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tying the pine boughs on the van for a wreath for the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfVj-E_1I/AAAAAAAABRs/S8YqtRfrmc0/s1600-h/IMG_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274312568897601362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfVj-E_1I/AAAAAAAABRs/S8YqtRfrmc0/s320/IMG_2224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Harold cutting down their tree.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274313661153475570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIgVI8K-_I/AAAAAAAABR8/Eu7skw3knHA/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...Christina holding their tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfUzQUskI/AAAAAAAABRk/wXYCQFGIN8c/s1600-h/IMG_2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274312555820790338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfUzQUskI/AAAAAAAABRk/wXYCQFGIN8c/s320/IMG_2229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kendra and Kevin on the way down with their tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfSmZ340I/AAAAAAAABRc/7VTmA7L6i9c/s1600-h/IMG_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274312518011446082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfSmZ340I/AAAAAAAABRc/7VTmA7L6i9c/s320/IMG_2235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Timber!! Action photo even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfSNUGcUI/AAAAAAAABRU/2CPpoUiWa8U/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274312511276347714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfSNUGcUI/AAAAAAAABRU/2CPpoUiWa8U/s320/IMG_2232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doddie Dot and Booty Head (these are names the boys gave each other when they were little) with Tim the tool man in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfRmfIzWI/AAAAAAAABRM/nwPRu7ICUwI/s1600-h/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274312500853656930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIfRmfIzWI/AAAAAAAABRM/nwPRu7ICUwI/s320/IMG_2241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John, warming up for chapel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIec3qgI4I/AAAAAAAABRE/v8K8hw0tK-k/s1600-h/IMG_2242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274311594931659650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIec3qgI4I/AAAAAAAABRE/v8K8hw0tK-k/s320/IMG_2242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gathering to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIecLOQtHI/AAAAAAAABQ8/kCGuILa1Qow/s1600-h/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274311583002047602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIecLOQtHI/AAAAAAAABQ8/kCGuILa1Qow/s320/IMG_2245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Praying over the food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIeaUlJtpI/AAAAAAAABQk/EDBdaJS9hH0/s1600-h/IMG_2248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274311551154239122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIeaUlJtpI/AAAAAAAABQk/EDBdaJS9hH0/s320/IMG_2248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we took this picture, we realized that we both wore brown and green today! It's funny because neither of us saw each other this morning before arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdluJCHTI/AAAAAAAABQc/w4eJ6C-O6iY/s1600-h/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274310647482555698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdluJCHTI/AAAAAAAABQc/w4eJ6C-O6iY/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John leading us in some worship songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdleqSSUI/AAAAAAAABQU/Jy0kojHvcUg/s1600-h/IMG_2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274310643327060290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdleqSSUI/AAAAAAAABQU/Jy0kojHvcUg/s320/IMG_2253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaylee and Lori, mom and daughter singing and probably making beautiful harmony - they both have great voices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdlMoCffI/AAAAAAAABQM/HCmc9KTOv_0/s1600-h/IMG_2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274310638485798386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdlMoCffI/AAAAAAAABQM/HCmc9KTOv_0/s320/IMG_2251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Together in the chapel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdkciBl5I/AAAAAAAABQE/AMkN4dOowYc/s1600-h/IMG_2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274310625575671698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdkciBl5I/AAAAAAAABQE/AMkN4dOowYc/s320/IMG_2258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdkFuqFmI/AAAAAAAABP8/KKirE9jJPB8/s1600-h/IMG_2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274310619454641762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIdkFuqFmI/AAAAAAAABP8/KKirE9jJPB8/s320/IMG_2265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-4939389341189854?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/4939389341189854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=4939389341189854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4939389341189854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4939389341189854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-trees-at-honey-hill.html' title='Christmas Trees at Honey Hill'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STIqFP5qYWI/AAAAAAAABTE/gUTUbkiaelQ/s72-c/IMG_2206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7726755308388309467</id><published>2008-11-28T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:18:37.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving...Italian style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We took our time getting up yesterday, which was really nice, for a change.  Usually we make a big dinner, which we love to do, but it was a nice change just to bring a couple of dishes this year.  If I were a really good blogger I would have gotten pictures of the whole day,  start to finish, like watching the Macy's parade and cooking biscuits and gravy for breakfast.  But I am a so-so blogger and really wanted to enjoy the day without thinking about what pictures I hadn't shot yet, so here is what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831059824003218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBpaC47SJI/AAAAAAAABOs/6cy42-YH-t4/s320/IMG_2169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh just had to see how Dad would look with his head shaved...all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831044626517602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBpZKRkDmI/AAAAAAAABOc/Z0dzAWSW7eg/s320/IMG_2170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabe, just "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;" before going to Nick's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831821550393714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBqGYipmXI/AAAAAAAABPE/Bm9eL0B1314/s320/IMG_2168.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My menu contributions were green beans, deviled eggs and apple pie.  Here are the trimmings from the pie.  We put them in a pot with cloves, cinnamon and a little bit of water and let it simmer.  Makes the whole kitchen smell really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831071086087426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBpas2BDQI/AAAAAAAABO0/4wWRTpIuitg/s320/IMG_2167.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Baking the pie....and the finished product.  I do say it tasted very yummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBpax6FxFI/AAAAAAAABO8/cZ-cfE3adgw/s1600-h/IMG_2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831072445350994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBpax6FxFI/AAAAAAAABO8/cZ-cfE3adgw/s320/IMG_2171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deviled Eggs...a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Teter&lt;/span&gt; child favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831829313922402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBqG1dnpWI/AAAAAAAABPM/B_LfJ16Vrcs/s320/IMG_2172.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It has been foggy here since it rained a couple of days ago.  This was the view out the window as we drove to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rocca's&lt;/span&gt;.  Our fog is kind of like other people's snow.  It's just not the holiday season without some fog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831835385360770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBqHMFKcYI/AAAAAAAABPU/Gu-SiML18HM/s320/IMG_2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rocca&lt;/span&gt; tradition to make homemade ravioli and serve them with the Thanksgiving dinner.  Here they are going into the pot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831846658062866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBqH2EyOhI/AAAAAAAABPc/xoaFrV8YX1A/s320/IMG_2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ...all ready to eat.   They were wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831857020504962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBqIcrYi4I/AAAAAAAABPk/ENYs0vcmMvI/s320/IMG_2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Fun pictures of the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273832630628327314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBq1el3H5I/AAAAAAAABP0/zmvzVD5iFzA/s320/IMG_2176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cousins  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273832619981554610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBq027eQ7I/AAAAAAAABPs/aaTKiGW8luo/s320/IMG_2175.JPG" border="0" /&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/2619445472405300119-7726755308388309467?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7726755308388309467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7726755308388309467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7726755308388309467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7726755308388309467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgivingitalian-style.html' title='Thanksgiving...Italian style'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/STBpaC47SJI/AAAAAAAABOs/6cy42-YH-t4/s72-c/IMG_2169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1349319079462219326</id><published>2008-11-26T23:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:07:04.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That was then...this is now....Josh and Gabe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Josh just arrived home today for a two week stay before he ships out to Okinawa for a two year stay.  With him came Gabe, his best bud/cousin from Colorado.  Josh flew into Denver from St. Louis and they came in together from there.  We are so glad he gets to spend Thanksgiving with us and especially with Josh.  Here is a little walk down memory lane of the two boys together...affectionately, Doodie Dot and Booty Head.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273243023789564722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5Sl19IozI/AAAAAAAABN0/2QY9z_kQy5U/s320/IM000002x.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273243416056146530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5S8rQxqmI/AAAAAAAABN8/TcN47flV2JM/s320/IM001489.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5S89sEQWI/AAAAAAAABOM/qZxLbLYGq8c/s1600-h/IM001334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273243421002449250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5S89sEQWI/AAAAAAAABOM/qZxLbLYGq8c/s320/IM001334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5S8-c2n3I/AAAAAAAABOE/Nv4uqD3MK6U/s1600-h/IM001062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273243421207076722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5S8-c2n3I/AAAAAAAABOE/Nv4uqD3MK6U/s320/IM001062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273243838717386482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5TVRzEXvI/AAAAAAAABOU/TmmFV3kjHUQ/s320/joshgabe.jpg" border="0" /&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/2619445472405300119-1349319079462219326?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1349319079462219326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1349319079462219326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1349319079462219326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1349319079462219326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-was-thenthis-is-nowjosh-and-gabe.html' title='That was then...this is now....Josh and Gabe'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SS5Sl19IozI/AAAAAAAABN0/2QY9z_kQy5U/s72-c/IM000002x.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-2236450745696820279</id><published>2008-11-22T15:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:38:44.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair for Reg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Today, I finally gave in to my family's pleading and had some highlights put back in my hair. Not that they thought I was UGLY, but having been blond, or a form of it for so long, this dark hair has taken some getting used to.  I have gone without the highlights for a couple of years now and really didn't mind the color so much, but a little "damage", as the hairdresser put it, helps me manage my very fine hair better. I didn't go heavy on the highlights, so I don't even know if you can really see them here, but it's enough to make me happy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiVh-i9uPI/AAAAAAAABNc/cY4J2-utuGE/s1600-h/IMG_2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271627774795036914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiVh-i9uPI/AAAAAAAABNc/cY4J2-utuGE/s320/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tina, this is for you...I figured it would make you laugh!  I can hear my nieces and nephew now..."She changed her hair again?"  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271627790617509714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiVi5fVf1I/AAAAAAAABNs/G_K3iEA8Npo/s320/IMG_2164.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/2619445472405300119-2236450745696820279?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/2236450745696820279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=2236450745696820279' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2236450745696820279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2236450745696820279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-hair-for-reg.html' title='New Hair for Reg'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiVh-i9uPI/AAAAAAAABNc/cY4J2-utuGE/s72-c/IMG_2160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3634877059654518574</id><published>2008-11-22T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:19:11.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Powder Puff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Powder Puff Football Day at Fresno Christian and Nacoya was not bashful about participating. She played a line"woman" and from what she tells me loved it! Spoken like a real football player. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiRuexSRFI/AAAAAAAABMs/vesMFJGdaQ4/s1600-h/IMG_2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271623591556957266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiRuexSRFI/AAAAAAAABMs/vesMFJGdaQ4/s320/IMG_2153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The teams praying before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiRuMofjMI/AAAAAAAABMk/SrgA8yeqbSw/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271623586688240834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiRuMofjMI/AAAAAAAABMk/SrgA8yeqbSw/s320/IMG_2144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Game&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271624862020660306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiS4bnb7FI/AAAAAAAABM8/rhhefEijKXs/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;High Fives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271624616187374546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiSqH0Nq9I/AAAAAAAABM0/U99WugF9vyw/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I think the t-shirt says it all. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiRtEIhk9I/AAAAAAAABMU/BAE0wetTFkk/s1600-h/IMG_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271623567226803154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiRtEIhk9I/AAAAAAAABMU/BAE0wetTFkk/s320/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2619445472405300119-3634877059654518574?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3634877059654518574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3634877059654518574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3634877059654518574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3634877059654518574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/powder-puff-and-new-hair.html' title='Powder Puff'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSiRuexSRFI/AAAAAAAABMs/vesMFJGdaQ4/s72-c/IMG_2153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1564987426188165660</id><published>2008-11-18T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:52:06.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSCA Community Choir and Command Performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight was the concert for the PSCA Community Choir that I am currently singing with. We are small, but mighty in spirit and laughter. It's a great group of people. We get to sing great music and have a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmQo8_5-I/AAAAAAAABMM/mJ8UGKS6DXE/s1600-h/IMG_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270238793754994658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmQo8_5-I/AAAAAAAABMM/mJ8UGKS6DXE/s320/IMG_2141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmQBeW-dI/AAAAAAAABME/ErmP5IvkxqA/s1600-h/IMG_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270238783157500370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmQBeW-dI/AAAAAAAABME/ErmP5IvkxqA/s320/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Licia - our director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmPpyuUOI/AAAAAAAABL8/77RiwBPU2ao/s1600-h/IMG_2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270238776800465122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmPpyuUOI/AAAAAAAABL8/77RiwBPU2ao/s320/IMG_2142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonight was also a Command Performance for students of PSCA who did an outstanding job in recitals over the past three months.&lt;br /&gt;This little gal was amazing...she hasn't even been playing a year yet and did this piece call "The Bee" by F. Schubert. It was full of runs; her fingers never stopped moving...imagine "Flight of the Bumble Bee" and that's kind of what it was like. (A sidenote: I thought of my mom while she was playing, she was a violinist too and a very good one! - Love you, Mom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmPVjiQPI/AAAAAAAABL0/qKM0ds7_2C0/s1600-h/IMG_2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270238771368050930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmPVjiQPI/AAAAAAAABL0/qKM0ds7_2C0/s320/IMG_2139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are my students, (l-r) Maci, Chauncy and Addison. I was turning pages while they were singing tonight and forgot to ask Dave to take some pictures, but they each did beautifully and made their teacher proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmPOipJCI/AAAAAAAABLs/rQjrnHq5BLg/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270238769485259810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmPOipJCI/AAAAAAAABLs/rQjrnHq5BLg/s320/IMG_2137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2619445472405300119-1564987426188165660?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1564987426188165660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1564987426188165660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1564987426188165660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1564987426188165660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/psca-community-choir-and-command.html' title='PSCA Community Choir and Command Performance'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SSOmQo8_5-I/AAAAAAAABMM/mJ8UGKS6DXE/s72-c/IMG_2141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7930074546464834488</id><published>2008-11-17T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:38:38.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning from Ex-Hitler youth....</title><content type='html'>When watching the crowds in Europe and even here in America gather to hear Mr. Obama speak, the first thought that ran through my mind was that this looks much like what Germany did as Hitler began to rise to power. I am no prophet and am in no way saying that Mr. Obama is a Hitler type, but Americans are enamored with him in much the same way the German’s were with Hitler. This article is interesting and comes from an Ex-Hitler youth. He says nothing about Mr. Obama – that is my opinion only, but having studied German history a bit – the similarities between where our nation is and where Germany was during Hitler’s rise are strikingly similar. One similarity is that they were in the midst of a complete economic crisis, much like we are now. They were looking for a rescue. Hitler was an amazing orator and gave them hope. My German instructor in high school said that people were so desperate for help that they fell right into his plan and didn’t realize until it was too late what he really was. The moral isn’t about Mr. Obama, but about being on our guard with anyone treated as a “savior” other than Jesus, himself. If you don’t agree or don’t care for my opinions, I am in no way offended. But as I have been pondering this whole thing, then saw this article come through, I thought it was worth passing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ex-Hitler youth's warning to America'Every day brings this nation closer to Nazi-style totalitarian abyss'&lt;br /&gt;Posted: November 13, 20081:00 am Eastern© 2008 WorldNetDaily&lt;br /&gt;WASHINGTON – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Because it has abandoned moral absolutes and its historic Christian faith, the U.S. is moving closer to a Nazi-style totalitarianism, warns a former German member of the Hitler Youth in a new book.&lt;br /&gt;"Every day brings this nation closer to a Nazi-style totalitarian abyss," writes Hilmar von Campe, now a U.S. citizen, and author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="blocked::http://shop.wnd.com/store/item.asp?ITEM_ID&amp;#10;http://shop.wnd.com/store/item.asp?ITEM_ID&amp;#7;" href="http://shop.wnd.com/store/item.asp?ITEM_ID%07" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Defeating the Totalitarian Lie: A Former Hitler Youth Warns America."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Von Campe has founded the national Institute for Truth and Freedom to fight for a return to constitutional government in the U.S. – a key, he believes, to keeping America free.&lt;br /&gt;"I lived the Nazi nightmare, and, as the old saying goes, 'A man with an experience is never at the mercy of a man with an argument,'" writes von Campe. "Everything I write is based on my personal experience in Nazi Germany. There is nothing theoretical about my description of what happens when a nation throws God out of government and society, and Christians become religious bystanders. I don't want to see a repetition. The role of God in human society is the decisive issue for this generation. My writing is part of my life of restitution for the crimes of a godless government, of the evil of which I was a part."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Von Campe grew up under the Nazis, served in the Hitler Youth and fought against the Red Army in the Yugoslavian theater as a tank gunner in the German army. He was captured at the end of the war and escaped five months later from a prisoner of war camp in Communist Yugoslavia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It took me a long time to understand and define the nature of National Socialism," says von Campe. "And, unfortunately, their philosophy continues to flourish under different labels remaining a menace to America and free human society."&lt;br /&gt;He writes: "The most painful part of defining National Socialism was to recognize my own moral responsibility for the Nazi disaster and their crimes against humanity. It boiled down to accepting the truth that 'as I am, so is my nation,' and realizing that if every German was like me, it was no wonder that the nation became a cesspool of gangsters. This realization is as valid today for any person in any nation as it was then, and it is true for America and every American now."&lt;br /&gt;Von Campe's message is that political freedom and democratic rules alone are not sufficient to govern humanity justly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Democratic procedures can be subverted and dishonest politicians are like sand in the gearbox, abundant, everywhere and destructive," he writes. "What I see in America today is people painting their cabins while the ship goes down. Today in America we are witnessing a repeat performance of the tragedy of 1933 when an entire nation let itself be led like a lamb to the Socialist slaughterhouse. This time, the end of freedom is inevitable unless America rises to her mission and destiny."&lt;br /&gt;Von Campe says he sees spiritual parallels among Americans and his childhood Germany.&lt;br /&gt;"The silence from our pulpits regarding the moral collapse of American society from within is not very different from the silence that echoed from the pulpits in Germany toward Nazi policies," he explains. "Our family lived through the Nazi years in Germany, an experience typical of millions of Europeans regardless of what side they were on. We paid a high price for the moral perversions of a German government, which excluded God and His Commandments from their policies. America must not continue following the same path to destruction, but instead heed the lessons of history and the warning I am giving."&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, von Campe warns Americans their political leaders are on the wrong footing, "denying our cultural and traditional roots based on our unique Constitution and Christian orientation as a nation. Christians don't understand their mission."&lt;br /&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/2619445472405300119-7930074546464834488?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7930074546464834488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7930074546464834488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7930074546464834488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7930074546464834488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/warning-from-ex-hitler-youth.html' title='Warning from Ex-Hitler youth....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-5613470635818727133</id><published>2008-11-15T16:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:01:16.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recording for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each December the People's Church choir presents a Christmas program to tell the Nativity story. This year Pastor Doug has written &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the music we are singing, which by the way is amazing. He is just a writing machine right now and it's great stuff...so fun to sing! For the past few years the choir has sung from the platform. This year we will be all over the sanctuary. The challenge in that is of course getting good choral sound. So, we all met at the choir room today and spent about six hours recording about 10 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269044492939225730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9oDLte6oI/AAAAAAAABKU/QPSuLS9-Kds/s320/IMG_2117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dee Dee, Carol and Pastor Doug - arriving and getting ready for the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269045234806724050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9ouXYeldI/AAAAAAAABKc/gT9jQUWJhmI/s320/IMG_2118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Beverly on the left and Brenda on the right. They are sisters...can't you tell? Brenda is the music department secretary. She is so friendly, makes everyone feel welcome and does a great job of keeping the department running.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269044485956367602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9oCxso9PI/AAAAAAAABKM/uqeb87oacJA/s320/IMG_2119.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The choir room or makeshift recording studio. The moving blankets are to keep the sound from bouncing back and forth off the walls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269045250266320626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9ovQ-VTvI/AAAAAAAABK0/X17OR5C9nao/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Mason's office - or the engineering room for Henry to record us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269044477033313970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9oCQdN9rI/AAAAAAAABKE/hicubm9fBVo/s320/IMG_2121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone is adjusting their transistor radios. We use them to hear the tracks that we are recording with. It's kind of like when you go to a neighborhood at Christmastime to see the light displays and someone has programed their lights to coordinate with a song. If you tune to a particular radio signal you can hear the song that goes with their light show. We tune to a station to hear the tracks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269045238179375538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9ouj8lKbI/AAAAAAAABKk/nZFYnAVnq6U/s320/IMG_2124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; and I on a break. That thing hanging from my shirt is my radio (well actually Christy's - I forgot mine!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269056382063036002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9y3OJfRmI/AAAAAAAABLk/WVjBwQkZA9Q/s320/IMG_2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our Commander in Chief - Pastor Doug&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269055109396095026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9xtJGC4DI/AAAAAAAABLc/hcT4-QUHvB0/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Listening to what we have recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9xsA09TjI/AAAAAAAABLE/cuW0x-ZlqMA/s1600-h/IMG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269055089997073970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9xsA09TjI/AAAAAAAABLE/cuW0x-ZlqMA/s320/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time for lunch! It's amazing how hungry you can get just sitting and singing for 3 hours.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269055097490734962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9xscvlf3I/AAAAAAAABLM/rClqhYnaUJE/s320/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me 'n Ed's Pizza - a Fresno favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269055085103058290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9xrumIjXI/AAAAAAAABK8/NaIoY3iqEI0/s320/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Penny, a fellow soprano, with her pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269045242057066578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9ouyZGCFI/AAAAAAAABKs/s7UFrxmBXEA/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Well, that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; looking very choral! And the gal with the nice smile is Brenda. She is brand new to choir and brand new to this whole recording thing. Good job, Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269055099906481874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9xslvi3tI/AAAAAAAABLU/676iAmNKvLc/s320/IMG_2134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is Brenda's son, Benjamin. He was so cute. It was a long day for any kid and the other kids that came were all girls, so Mom let him come hang out with us. He was a champ, but pretty sleepy after lunch. We just couldn't resist this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269044473142376402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9oCB9i99I/AAAAAAAABJ8/04Xx-7FGPpc/s320/IMG_2125.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The choir - Soprano's and Basses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269044471444495602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9oB7ovXPI/AAAAAAAABJ0/tjSRNGnUsWw/s320/IMG_2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Altos and Tenors&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day of fellowship and singing and now we are ready to go for Christmas!&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/2619445472405300119-5613470635818727133?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/5613470635818727133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=5613470635818727133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/5613470635818727133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/5613470635818727133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/recording-for-christmas.html' title='Recording for Christmas...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9oDLte6oI/AAAAAAAABKU/QPSuLS9-Kds/s72-c/IMG_2117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6788445423298584751</id><published>2008-11-15T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:17:58.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 20th Birthday, Nick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a rather late post, but last Saturday night was Nick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rocca's&lt;/span&gt; 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. Nick is at Cal Baptist in Riverside, but came home for the weekend, so we went out to their house to celebrate with them. Just a little background.... Nick and Josh have been best friends since 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; or 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. Jen and Katie (Nick's sister) are the same age and good friends too. We met the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rocca's&lt;/span&gt; when we started homeschooling and now here we are nine years later watching the boys turn 20 and the girls graduate from high school! Happy Birthday, Nick. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038120926978466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iQSHYIaI/AAAAAAAABI8/VXXHYJUeiCc/s320/IMG_2099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chick-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a just came to Fresno. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Krispy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kreme&lt;/span&gt; moved out and they moved it. Before going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rocca's&lt;/span&gt; we stopped in for our first meal there. We had actually had it in Colorado Springs last March while visiting family, but not been to the one here. Most of us liked it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; was the exception...felt it was a little too greasy. I don't think we will eat there all the time, but it was fun for a change and not another burger place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iRD0MU_I/AAAAAAAABJM/_F-XRvgWIKo/s1600-h/IMG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038134268285938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iRD0MU_I/AAAAAAAABJM/_F-XRvgWIKo/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iQ0jprdI/AAAAAAAABJE/Cex5FyTrhpc/s1600-h/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038130172374482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iQ0jprdI/AAAAAAAABJE/Cex5FyTrhpc/s320/IMG_2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; made two delicious cakes...spice and chocolate with cream cheese frosting. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038143552537170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iRmZuwlI/AAAAAAAABJc/UObSTFUj0wk/s320/IMG_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038141263212882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iRd36cVI/AAAAAAAABJU/OJxl67FUDGg/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Is that fire extinguisher a statement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038336223254466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9ic0KAl8I/AAAAAAAABJk/BAtAZzEGIok/s320/IMG_2108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave and Nick - like a proud papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038342722593234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9idMXkodI/AAAAAAAABJs/GANxLZA7CpQ/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So when we left I forgot to take the camera. When I turned it on after getting it back, this is what I saw. I laughed out loud...true colors, Nick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-6788445423298584751?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6788445423298584751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6788445423298584751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6788445423298584751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6788445423298584751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-rather-late-post-but-last.html' title='Happy 20th Birthday, Nick!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR9iQSHYIaI/AAAAAAAABI8/VXXHYJUeiCc/s72-c/IMG_2099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7239448333468996906</id><published>2008-11-14T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:11:32.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it SNOW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR2wGAm7IqI/AAAAAAAABIU/1rC5TM8nVhI/s1600-h/snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268560756382311074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR2wGAm7IqI/AAAAAAAABIU/1rC5TM8nVhI/s320/snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tina has snow! It's amazing how the weather can change from moment to moment in Colorado. Yesterday was warm, today there is snow. We are heading there for Christmas and we want snow for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Toboggan&lt;/span&gt; Hill;I'm sure we will have it. It's like fog in Fresno...you can just count on it at Christmastime.&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/2619445472405300119-7239448333468996906?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7239448333468996906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7239448333468996906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7239448333468996906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7239448333468996906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/tina-has-snow-its-amazing-how-weather.html' title='Let it SNOW!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SR2wGAm7IqI/AAAAAAAABIU/1rC5TM8nVhI/s72-c/snow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7571565651359147117</id><published>2008-11-09T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:34:42.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Diesel!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diesel was born one year ago today. We didn't get him until Christmas Eve of last year. Here are a few pictures of his first year with us. Happy Birthday, Diesel-Bob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266906582337579954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfPoaFl67I/AAAAAAAABIM/MlZ6oRiXwF0/s320/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfHBJY5EMI/AAAAAAAABG0/ZGfQ_Gj8y70/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Eve surprise for J &amp;amp; J&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266897120237479378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfHBpBIZdI/AAAAAAAABG8/w4LrfG_ONeQ/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900051672144114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfJsRdnmPI/AAAAAAAABH0/_1yiSzkJYCc/s320/IMG_0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266900049339709714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfJsIxheRI/AAAAAAAABHs/sPV7Bglbgo8/s320/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love that face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266897127968455394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfHCF0VuuI/AAAAAAAABHE/BYcfhzfVpC0/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266898969577865106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfItSWPP5I/AAAAAAAABHU/27edXRkYifs/s320/IMG_0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266898968527277858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfItObwjyI/AAAAAAAABHM/zAzWYlmCvLM/s320/Diesel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Diesel today....he is still such a puppy, just a whole lot bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266898989990124818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfIueY5nRI/AAAAAAAABHk/R8_OOxvXOXg/s320/IMG_1925.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is his new favorite spot, looking out the window checking out the neighborhood critter and people action. You should see the cats just sit on the sidewalk staring straight at the window (I've seen them). It's like they know he is there and can't do a thing to get to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266898984847379314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfIuLOxi3I/AAAAAAAABHc/OcESAdWT8lw/s320/IMG_2083.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/2619445472405300119-7571565651359147117?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7571565651359147117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7571565651359147117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7571565651359147117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7571565651359147117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-diesel.html' title='Happy Birthday, Diesel!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRfPoaFl67I/AAAAAAAABIM/MlZ6oRiXwF0/s72-c/IMG_0241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-458112773772508040</id><published>2008-11-07T21:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:03:18.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Bulldogs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This afternoon we were invited by our good friends, Randy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; to go to a Bulldogs football game and tailgate dinner. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162450267775474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq2OG2IfI/AAAAAAAABFk/t1Z5opBCpBc/s320/IMG_2085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt;-tip...yum,yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq282pomI/AAAAAAAABF8/iWmklYi6Tdc/s1600-h/IMG_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162462816313954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq282pomI/AAAAAAAABF8/iWmklYi6Tdc/s320/IMG_2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting settled in at the game. Dave was busy watching the jumbo-tron screen and didn't know we were going to take a picture...he turned just in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq2SYMXDI/AAAAAAAABFs/TEQyDD2H4n0/s1600-h/IMG_2087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162451414277170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq2SYMXDI/AAAAAAAABFs/TEQyDD2H4n0/s320/IMG_2087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being silly with our cheering supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq1k0R7AI/AAAAAAAABFc/0dfraqdcBaM/s1600-h/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162439184051202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq1k0R7AI/AAAAAAAABFc/0dfraqdcBaM/s320/IMG_2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Band....they were great! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266162455736364946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRUq2ieqL5I/AAAAAAAABF0/7X3v_4Y4nO8/s320/IMG_2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thank you Randy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; for a great time and a great friendship. The Bulldogs lost (at least I think they did). We left near the end of the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; quarter and they scored a touchdown as we were walking out. 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It was raining when we woke up and really didn't stop until we got back into Fresno today. We aren't complaining though....it was much needed and very refreshing after the long dry spell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312417882352802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YQKaOLKI/AAAAAAAABCU/GdMcPj7cv-U/s320/IMG_2028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coming into Oakhurst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312427503120354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YQuP_b-I/AAAAAAAABCc/ojXbNOVk8qk/s320/IMG_2030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starbucks is a treat we don't allow ourselves very often anymore, but an anniversary trip calls for special treats, so when we got into Oakhurst we stopped at the local Starbucks and ordered up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312429590349698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YQ2BoB4I/AAAAAAAABCk/C9kGCCVGjc0/s320/IMG_2031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dave got his favorite holiday special...pumpkin latte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312436498475522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YRPwpqgI/AAAAAAAABCs/4gb25Pt8WYw/s320/IMG_2032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got my usual... decaf mocha with soy and light on the mocha....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312438355040354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YRWrSmGI/AAAAAAAABC0/YmGrQKmGsu4/s320/IMG_2033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After leaving Starbucks, we headed up to Fishcamp to the cabin. The road into the cabin is a good mile or so and as we turned one corner we saw this beautiful Dogwood(I think it's a Dogwood - help me Kim if I'm wrong). I was literally just telling Dave on the way in that most of the trees in the mountains seem to be gold, not too much red, and then what do we see!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264313312263779714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6ZEOPXtYI/AAAAAAAABDk/wQW61RXFSOc/s320/IMG_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pat and Mike surprised us with this basket of goodies when we arrived! It had everything in it from crackers and cheese to chocolate covered cranberries to Martinelli's. We felt like we had just arrived at a Four Sister's Inn. Thank you Pat and Mike!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Yxjd0YDI/AAAAAAAABDc/P85LYfKM1XQ/s1600-h/IMG_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312991544008754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Yxjd0YDI/AAAAAAAABDc/P85LYfKM1XQ/s320/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave stoking the fire. It was warm and cozy in the cabin and cool and rainy outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YxclJDnI/AAAAAAAABDU/f66RdVwHteE/s1600-h/IMG_2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312989695676018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YxclJDnI/AAAAAAAABDU/f66RdVwHteE/s320/IMG_2038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our room...we never tire of the amazing woodwork and Pat has decorated it to be so inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YxZp1VnI/AAAAAAAABDM/UoEpDO1i9vM/s1600-h/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312988910048882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YxZp1VnI/AAAAAAAABDM/UoEpDO1i9vM/s320/IMG_2039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of the family room and entrance to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264313319669366226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6ZEp0__dI/AAAAAAAABDs/vTFJqXB3xqw/s320/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dave enjoying a moment of relaxation before we head into Yosemite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Yw5_EfSI/AAAAAAAABDE/iWpr4vtL7Jc/s1600-h/IMG_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312980409187618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Yw5_EfSI/AAAAAAAABDE/iWpr4vtL7Jc/s320/IMG_2047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh this was so cool! We had always heard about the deer that like to feed in front of the cabin, but have never seen them, so needless to say we were so excited when we got to see them. We hadn't been there 20 minutes and they came out. There is a buck too, but we haven't seen him yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Ywouk8pI/AAAAAAAABC8/SbuUJb2ixtQ/s1600-h/IMG_2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264312975776608914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Ywouk8pI/AAAAAAAABC8/SbuUJb2ixtQ/s320/IMG_2043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Momma at the feeder and her fawns in the background. When I was a young girl I had thoughts of being one of two things...a veterinarian or a forest ranger. It occurred to me as we were driving through the mountains that we may outgrow our dreams, but our dreams never really outgrow us, they just look a little different. I don't want to be a vet or a forest ranger anymore, but the love for nature and wildlife is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6XetdX96I/AAAAAAAABCM/IGitpKRk0Gs/s1600-h/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264311568297359266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6XetdX96I/AAAAAAAABCM/IGitpKRk0Gs/s320/IMG_2049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to Yosemite it started pouring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264315618803974114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6bKexZ_-I/AAAAAAAABD0/wT14OF6SvMg/s320/IMG_2056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taking a picture of ourselves in the rain...you can tell we are water deprived Californians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Xd2iE30I/AAAAAAAABB8/bOe8C8Dbasg/s1600-h/IMG_2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264311553553129282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6Xd2iE30I/AAAAAAAABB8/bOe8C8Dbasg/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Upper Yosemite Falls...we were pleasantly surprised at how full it was, because we really haven't had that much rain yet. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310967749341378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W7wPkcMI/AAAAAAAABBo/xuwbCxE1lf4/s320/IMG_2060.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A big, majestic oak in the meadow. I just thought it looked so pretty out there, so I took a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W7d5CfsI/AAAAAAAABBc/YEr6L36PUkc/s1600-h/IMG_2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310962823003842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W7d5CfsI/AAAAAAAABBc/YEr6L36PUkc/s320/IMG_2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you live in the Fresno area and have never been down into Yosemite Valley to see the Ahwahnee Hotel, you are missing out. For one thing, it's really old and has a ton of history which makes it a very interesting place to visit. For another - it's really a beautiful hotel...very rustic, but sophisticated at the same time. Everything is BIG! Like this fireplace - it is absolutely HUGE! Do you see that man at the far right of the picture? He's sitting &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the fireplace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W7JcR3QI/AAAAAAAABBQ/z-MCBMBVegk/s1600-h/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310957333667074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W7JcR3QI/AAAAAAAABBQ/z-MCBMBVegk/s320/IMG_2066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the dining room. I don't think this picture will do it justice. It is huge too and so grand looking. I love the way the lights just sort of make the whole room glow. And there are windows all around for a great view of the grounds. When we got married we couldn't afford dinner here, so we opted for breakfast. Meals are all served on China with real silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W6u7coyI/AAAAAAAABBE/BL30bzRqQCU/s1600-h/IMG_2069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310950216639266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W6u7coyI/AAAAAAAABBE/BL30bzRqQCU/s320/IMG_2069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the back of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6WVtmspUI/AAAAAAAABA0/RgzGe0q6p-c/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310287058596530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6WUIeP8rI/AAAAAAAABAc/dn2xZ2ZnHi8/s320/IMG_2073.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We are standing in the meadow to the back of the hotel. If you were to look straight up (sorry forgot that picture) you would see a huge mountain of granite just above us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310943736993026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6W6WylFQI/AAAAAAAABA8/bElakiwTXQI/s320/IMG_2068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is a center foyer leading into the dining room, living room and upstairs guest rooms. While we were there, we joined up with part of a tour that was already going. The guide told how the owners wanted the guests to feel at home when they came, so the room where the big fireplace is, was built to be a living room of sorts....just a really big one...like bigger than our whole house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6WUZHEbvI/AAAAAAAABAk/FtymAxUZvRI/s1600-h/IMG_2074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310291524775666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6WUZHEbvI/AAAAAAAABAk/FtymAxUZvRI/s320/IMG_2074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back at the cabin it's time for some hor d'oeuvres. We dipped into that lovely basket of goodies that Pat and Mike left for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264315634248290402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6bLYTnkGI/AAAAAAAABEM/J0joH5HAjCo/s320/IMG_2076.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The cheese for the hor d'oeuvres...specially blended goat cheese - our first time to try - very yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6WTqN-kLI/AAAAAAAABAU/KhCj4Yn5cP0/s1600-h/IMG_2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264310278937284786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6WTqN-kLI/AAAAAAAABAU/KhCj4Yn5cP0/s320/IMG_2078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waking up this morning....It was still raining, but we wanted some of the fresh mountain air, so we took blankets and coffee and sat on the front porch to watch the rain. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264315639117821186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6bLqcmtQI/AAAAAAAABEU/qXAomeKNBQ8/s320/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; O.k. look closely...do you see him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264328175292371890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6mlXVh07I/AAAAAAAABEc/R_sXQ--HWCw/s320/IMG_2082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is he amazing or what!? We couldn't believe it...Pat said we would probably see the buck, but I didn't get my hopes up, because like I said, we never seem to look out at the right time. But not this time....I was walking into the bedroom and just happened to look out the window and there he was. Dave was resting on the couch so he slowly crept over so as not to spook him. He fed for a little while and then I think he heard us. You should have seen me creeping into the kitchen to quietly get the camera out to take his picture. I never even raised up the camera. He was so alert and noticed every move we made. I just held it out from me enough to zoom in on him and shot the picture. Not a couple of minutes after this he took off, but what a site. O.k. I know I'm really excited...probably that vet/ranger thing.... but it really is something to see them up close. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That was our weekend. It was great to get away. Even when your kids are grown and pretty much able to take care of themselves, we found that time away with each other is still important. We get time alone at home quite a lot now, but it's not the same as leaving your every day worries and escaping to a different environment for a while. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We did do one last thing. When we got back into town, we went to see Fireproof - the new movie out with Kirk Cameron. It was great! If you haven't seen it, it's worth it. It's all about marriage and commitment....turned out to be a nice way to end a great weekend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-2652823154843280778?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/2652823154843280778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=2652823154843280778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2652823154843280778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2652823154843280778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/anniversary-weekend-cont.html' title='Anniversary Weekend Con&apos;t.....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQ6YQKaOLKI/AAAAAAAABCU/GdMcPj7cv-U/s72-c/IMG_2028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8693892239456699450</id><published>2008-11-01T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:02:14.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Weekend</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is our 23rd Wedding Anniversary, but we began the celebration last night by going to dinner at The Cheesecake Factory.  I sang a few weeks ago for a ladies function and was given a nice gift certificate.  We hadn't been to the restaurant since it came to Fresno, only to the one in San Francisco with T &amp;amp; T a few years ago.  We remembered it being a wonderful experience,  so we thought we would give it a try.  We were not disappointed!  We had a wonderful dinner in this sort of private alcove of the restaurant with a nice view and a great server.  Of course, I didn't remember to take pictures until dessert, but given that we have gone without dessert for almost 40 days, this was a big deal...especially to Dave!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqqUqeODI/AAAAAAAABAE/UJNofe73rs8/s1600-h/IMG_2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263699339823167538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqqUqeODI/AAAAAAAABAE/UJNofe73rs8/s320/IMG_2021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This is my dessert...half eaten.  It was a brownie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kahlua&lt;/span&gt; cheesecake...divine!  As good as it was, I could only eat a few bites, but I have to say it felt really good to be able to stop and say "that was just enough."&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqQ_foU1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/Cgh8trDbF9g/s1600-h/IMG_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698904643818322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqQ_foU1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/Cgh8trDbF9g/s320/IMG_2012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave savored every bite of his.  It was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cheesecake&lt;/span&gt; Factory 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary special...kind of seemed appropriate.  They are celebrating their anniversary and we are celebrating ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqQCJZDwI/AAAAAAAAA_s/BWkzQh93RuE/s1600-h/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698888175980290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqQCJZDwI/AAAAAAAAA_s/BWkzQh93RuE/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of Dave's dessert. I tried it too...very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqP-svK0I/AAAAAAAAA_k/MHOfMHyS4ZE/s1600-h/IMG_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698887250488130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqP-svK0I/AAAAAAAAA_k/MHOfMHyS4ZE/s320/IMG_2016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqPYTqiGI/AAAAAAAAA_c/c4Hnq6bb_kc/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263698876944779362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqPYTqiGI/AAAAAAAAA_c/c4Hnq6bb_kc/s320/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now this one is random (as my daughter would say), but it's finally raining here!!!!  After over 7 or 8 months of no rain, we are celebrating.  We are headed off to the cabin for the weekend and hope to get into Yosemite too.  We spent half of our  honeymoon there.  The fall colors are usually wonderful in the mountains by this time, so we are anxious to see it, rain and all.  See you at the next post!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263699348153311138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqqzsiH6I/AAAAAAAABAM/haZMjYtBpdA/s320/IMG_2027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-8693892239456699450?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8693892239456699450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8693892239456699450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8693892239456699450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8693892239456699450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/11/anniversary-weekend.html' title='Anniversary Weekend'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxqqUqeODI/AAAAAAAABAE/UJNofe73rs8/s72-c/IMG_2021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1660124133412078757</id><published>2008-10-31T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:35:20.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Night for Waterpolo Girl's!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wednesday night we took a drive over to Central High (just like the old days) to see Katie, Sam and Lindsey play their last home game for the season and their last game as high schooler's. Lots of friends came out to support them. It's so surreal to think that we have been friends since the girls were in the 4th grade and here they are in their Senior year now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoQ6uGkDI/AAAAAAAAA-s/wmjsgjeT3R0/s1600-h/gamepic4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263555966850732082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoQ6uGkDI/AAAAAAAAA-s/wmjsgjeT3R0/s320/gamepic4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and Nacoya cheering them on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoQSyErcI/AAAAAAAAA-k/6fgn8DW0gac/s1600-h/gamepic3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263555956129967554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoQSyErcI/AAAAAAAAA-k/6fgn8DW0gac/s320/gamepic3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John and the gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoPkgAIHI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ARJPepAP4fk/s1600-h/gamepic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263555943706140786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoPkgAIHI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ARJPepAP4fk/s320/gamepic1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Score!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263554903111542210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvnS_-6pcI/AAAAAAAAA-E/jHuiYrNDR6M/s320/IMG_1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvnSZTON7I/AAAAAAAAA98/aZgmHB2PN6E/s1600-h/IMG_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263554892727728050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvnSZTON7I/AAAAAAAAA98/aZgmHB2PN6E/s320/IMG_2003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263567009986588834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvyTtm3MKI/AAAAAAAAA_M/gqvStpdC1_Q/s320/IMG_2004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Girlfriend's &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263555955141026754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoQPGSo8I/AAAAAAAAA-c/cTZsgAxO4ls/s320/gamepic2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jen and Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlGsZH4UI/AAAAAAAAA90/Wls_VpFxiMI/s1600-h/IMG_1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263552492671066434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlGsZH4UI/AAAAAAAAA90/Wls_VpFxiMI/s320/IMG_1981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recognizing the senior girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263697275329119250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQxoyJ0vBBI/AAAAAAAAA_U/dg5LtYRjPtY/s320/IMG_1987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlFxhx-3I/AAAAAAAAA9s/r4xhXqMItKs/s1600-h/IMG_1979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263552476869688178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlFxhx-3I/AAAAAAAAA9s/r4xhXqMItKs/s320/IMG_1979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Water polo Mom's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlFMICm0I/AAAAAAAAA9k/ixpSRQkTOTs/s1600-h/IMG_1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263552466829613890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlFMICm0I/AAAAAAAAA9k/ixpSRQkTOTs/s320/IMG_1976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun at the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlEaNyfCI/AAAAAAAAA9c/OUZdsd8U2o4/s1600-h/IMG_1974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263552453431950370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlEaNyfCI/AAAAAAAAA9c/OUZdsd8U2o4/s320/IMG_1974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowd. We took up over half of the bleachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlD7kVGzI/AAAAAAAAA9U/YiWJ0W3Jp3w/s1600-h/IMG_1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263552445204994866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvlD7kVGzI/AAAAAAAAA9U/YiWJ0W3Jp3w/s320/IMG_1973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah they won (8 to 7) and they beat a Clovis school!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-1660124133412078757?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1660124133412078757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1660124133412078757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1660124133412078757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1660124133412078757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/10/senior-night-for-waterpolo-girls.html' title='Senior Night for Waterpolo Girl&apos;s!!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SQvoQ6uGkDI/AAAAAAAAA-s/wmjsgjeT3R0/s72-c/gamepic4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-8165646662769807263</id><published>2008-10-19T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:03:14.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil War Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we went out to Kearney Park to see the Civil War Revisited. It's a re-enactment of a battle of the Civil War. They also have exhibits with period crafts and trades of the day, as well as different famous people from the day. You can walk around and talk to them. Most of them are in character for as long as they are with the public and they know their character, so you feel like you are talking to the real person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvsR6-PGSI/AAAAAAAAA88/NNdhX7jSFmY/s1600-h/IMG_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259056782517410082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvsR6-PGSI/AAAAAAAAA88/NNdhX7jSFmY/s320/IMG_1944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Walt Whitman...poet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259055863102893586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvrcZ4u7hI/AAAAAAAAA80/JiT-kN4QV_Y/s320/IMG_1942.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Harriet Tubman is in the brown and Sojourner Truth on the left. This group also sang different Negro Spirituals &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acapella&lt;/span&gt;. They were really good. Some of the songs they sang are songs I sang during my high school and college days. A lot of the spirituals have been passed down and arranged for choirs...they are some of my favorites to sing. (A little choir trivia there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvraRly5GI/AAAAAAAAA8U/rbLY0UtwO3I/s1600-h/IMG_1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259055826516239458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvraRly5GI/AAAAAAAAA8U/rbLY0UtwO3I/s320/IMG_1940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is a modern day basket weaver...and I thought that basket weaving was just a joke for easy college classes! What she was doing was no joke, quite an art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvra43b8PI/AAAAAAAAA8c/dRkncRTx3RY/s1600-h/IMG_1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259055837059215602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvra43b8PI/AAAAAAAAA8c/dRkncRTx3RY/s320/IMG_1937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was sewing on a 1909 sewing machine, but the same kind of the Civil War. It worked great and she said it has never had a part replaced! It that amazing or what?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvrbAmMXzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/_5GlpU6o1DQ/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259055839134375730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvrbAmMXzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/_5GlpU6o1DQ/s320/IMG_1938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gals were so sweet. They talked with us for quite a while. The one on the left is making a rag rug and the one on the right is making thread out of lamb's wool. I love their costumes! After seeing all these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ladies&lt;/span&gt;, I got inspired to get out my machine and start sewing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvrbz8-DII/AAAAAAAAA8s/5gTx596iovw/s1600-h/IMG_1935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259055852920114306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvrbz8-DII/AAAAAAAAA8s/5gTx596iovw/s320/IMG_1935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and Melissa showing off a hand made chair&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259056791314575314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvsSbvpL9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/jTgfQFBNPCM/s320/IMG_1958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jen and her hair. I think she looks like a feather duster....like the one from Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp6RPEYpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/yC0W5G55MtU/s1600-h/IMG_1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259054177153475218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp6RPEYpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/yC0W5G55MtU/s320/IMG_1965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the re-enactment because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; and her friend, who is also Melissa's cousin, Heather are both in U.S. History and got extra credit for going and interviewing four people. Here they are listening to Abe Lincoln. This guy does a lot of gigs as Mr. Lincoln and knows so much history....he is really interesting to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp6-UxShI/AAAAAAAAA70/VoKyqfnk4wU/s1600-h/IMG_1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259054189256985106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp6-UxShI/AAAAAAAAA70/VoKyqfnk4wU/s320/IMG_1968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't he look like the real Mr. Lincoln?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp7N_9I2I/AAAAAAAAA78/x0wbcBE18uo/s1600-h/IMG_1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259054193464648546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp7N_9I2I/AAAAAAAAA78/x0wbcBE18uo/s320/IMG_1957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather, Jenna, Melissa, Olivia (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nacoya's&lt;/span&gt; other friend) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; ready to watch the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp7c-W5HI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Z1Xp8-k4rfo/s1600-h/IMG_1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259054197484479602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp7c-W5HI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Z1Xp8-k4rfo/s320/IMG_1956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp8HA871I/AAAAAAAAA8M/dt8WZEvc4eE/s1600-h/IMG_1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259054208769650514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvp8HA871I/AAAAAAAAA8M/dt8WZEvc4eE/s320/IMG_1953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave and the ear plugs he packed for all of us. We were so glad he did...the canons are like a sonic boom, just at close range!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvohQpi2-I/AAAAAAAAA7E/DYY0KusNm24/s1600-h/IMG_1951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259052647987731426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvohQpi2-I/AAAAAAAAA7E/DYY0KusNm24/s320/IMG_1951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The battle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvohyIl6QI/AAAAAAAAA7U/bIBwvqhtCZU/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259052656976324866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvohyIl6QI/AAAAAAAAA7U/bIBwvqhtCZU/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvoibz3mXI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zfJ2j04NWGw/s1600-h/IMG_1954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259052668163692914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvoibz3mXI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zfJ2j04NWGw/s320/IMG_1954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvojPAus_I/AAAAAAAAA7k/whJZDcIbIHk/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259052681907844082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvojPAus_I/AAAAAAAAA7k/whJZDcIbIHk/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Returning to camp from the battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-8165646662769807263?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/8165646662769807263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=8165646662769807263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8165646662769807263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/8165646662769807263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/10/civil-war-revisited.html' title='Civil War Revisited'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPvsR6-PGSI/AAAAAAAAA88/NNdhX7jSFmY/s72-c/IMG_1944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-2785764550852449403</id><published>2008-10-18T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:14:09.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome little Anna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our good friends, Carlos and Megan, had their second baby on Thursday, little Anna Katrina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPoktst21ZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6Um7yWfd7eA/s1600-h/IMG_1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258555882424685970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPoktst21ZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6Um7yWfd7eA/s320/IMG_1934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPokuPREcII/AAAAAAAAA6s/kVIiTs9LXqU/s1600-h/IMG_1933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258555891699183746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPokuPREcII/AAAAAAAAA6s/kVIiTs9LXqU/s320/IMG_1933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was getting ready to be weighed by the nurse....I don't think she liked getting naked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPokus3kIUI/AAAAAAAAA60/wO7HUHPJitQ/s1600-h/IMG_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258555899645272386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPokus3kIUI/AAAAAAAAA60/wO7HUHPJitQ/s320/IMG_1931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't she pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPoku9dYzbI/AAAAAAAAA68/zUtA4D40MFg/s1600-h/IMG_1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/2619445472405300119-2785764550852449403?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/2785764550852449403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=2785764550852449403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2785764550852449403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2785764550852449403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome-little-anna.html' title='Welcome little Anna'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPoktst21ZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6Um7yWfd7eA/s72-c/IMG_1934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3692601792876481963</id><published>2008-10-12T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:49:00.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh is home for the weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh has a four day weekend for Columbus Day, so he hopped on a plane and came home for the weekend. He goes back tomorrow and finally gets to start his job training on Tuesday. We have been enjoying just having him around again, and Diesel especially enjoys having him home. Josh plays with Diesel like no one else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKg9TmKNuI/AAAAAAAAA6M/36WCujeY8nw/s1600-h/IMG_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440690187581154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKg9TmKNuI/AAAAAAAAA6M/36WCujeY8nw/s320/IMG_1925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKguViMtxI/AAAAAAAAA6E/GNE4SHeKqC8/s1600-h/IMG_1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440433009800978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKguViMtxI/AAAAAAAAA6E/GNE4SHeKqC8/s320/IMG_1926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing and watching the Dodgers game. They have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV's&lt;/span&gt; at the base where he is training but only for watching movies, not regular TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKgn6Q48RI/AAAAAAAAA58/FBw35Fe3vJk/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440322610229522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKgn6Q48RI/AAAAAAAAA58/FBw35Fe3vJk/s320/IMG_1924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun with Diesel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKghmeS3CI/AAAAAAAAA50/z15XzLWeB6Q/s1600-h/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440214218529826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKghmeS3CI/AAAAAAAAA50/z15XzLWeB6Q/s320/IMG_1923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; calls them the "Kodak Kids" because of their pearly whites - thank you braces....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462597288557698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPK04d6C_II/AAAAAAAAA6U/nMZdscSKC7U/s320/IMG_1928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we all are tonight. Diesel got in on the action too at the last minute, so now we have the &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt; family in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462597835344322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPK04f8aScI/AAAAAAAAA6c/dKGu6-iaNZ4/s320/IMG_1927.JPG" border="0" /&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/2619445472405300119-3692601792876481963?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3692601792876481963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3692601792876481963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3692601792876481963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3692601792876481963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/10/josh-is-home-for-weekend.html' title='Josh is home for the weekend!!!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SPKg9TmKNuI/AAAAAAAAA6M/36WCujeY8nw/s72-c/IMG_1925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1652113386240751726</id><published>2008-09-22T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:47:11.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 41st to Tina and 44th to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiNTmVc20I/AAAAAAAAA5k/gtCVmO_PepY/s1600-h/IM001099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249100733547862850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiNTmVc20I/AAAAAAAAA5k/gtCVmO_PepY/s320/IM001099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisters and Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiNUJCZnMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/TGkYS0kIvHw/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249100742863199426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiNUJCZnMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/TGkYS0kIvHw/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup, we share the same birthday, three years apart. Our first cousin, Dawn, actually shares it with us too. She and I are exactly the same age. What are the odds of that?! Happy Birthday to you too, Dawn. People always ask us if it bothered us to share a birthday. We can honestly say, no it didn't and doesn't to this day. It just makes it that much more fun. Over the years we have tried to get together as much as possible, but when we can't, we call and send cards. This was a card and call year.  Tina is in Colorado and I'm here in California.  Happy Birthday, Tina! Love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249099274356456562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiL-qbG_HI/AAAAAAAAA5c/yNKIyRrQAIg/s320/IMG_0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These pictures are so us...screaming down Toboggan Hill...well I was, and laughing so hard we can't catch our breath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiKQKQ1ZbI/AAAAAAAAA5U/CXXAo65eFqA/s1600-h/IM000645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249097375937815986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiKQKQ1ZbI/AAAAAAAAA5U/CXXAo65eFqA/s320/IM000645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta love the "winter-wear"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiJwzH_UUI/AAAAAAAAA48/fPW0LsnVFL8/s1600-h/IMG_1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249096837150757186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiJwzH_UUI/AAAAAAAAA48/fPW0LsnVFL8/s320/IMG_1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family took me to dinner tonight.  My only request was that I didn't want to do dishes...so, we went to dinner and Nacoya made sure I didn't come home to a dirty kitchen....Thank you, Nacoya!!!  I also got to talk to Josh via cell phone in Missouri where he preparing for his job training - that was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiJw94YFkI/AAAAAAAAA5E/s9Og2gc12Fg/s1600-h/IMG_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249096840038061634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiJw94YFkI/AAAAAAAAA5E/s9Og2gc12Fg/s320/IMG_1892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiJxQ-tcFI/AAAAAAAAA5M/XsK3uXuNrh0/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249096845164900434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiJxQ-tcFI/AAAAAAAAA5M/XsK3uXuNrh0/s320/IMG_1886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me at 44.  I definitely feel my age a little more each year.  I always heard my parents and others older than me talk about this, but it's like anything, you really can't relate until you have been there yourself.  Exercise isn't an option anymore!  It helps to keep the little aches and pains away and hopefully will keep me healthy longer.  Not that it seems to be doing much for those over 40 problem areas!  Good grief....I never thought I'd have to work so hard for such little progress. Oh well, maybe that's why vanity wains as we get older too....a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-1652113386240751726?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1652113386240751726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1652113386240751726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1652113386240751726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1652113386240751726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-41st-to-tina-and-44th-to-me.html' title='Happy 41st to Tina and 44th to me!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiNTmVc20I/AAAAAAAAA5k/gtCVmO_PepY/s72-c/IM001099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-1316087053768121118</id><published>2008-09-22T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:11:04.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Family BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday afternoon we headed over to Woodward Park for the annual high school, youth group family, Back to School BBQ. It's a time when as many families as possible get together to meet with Pastor Chad, hear his vision for the new school year and connect with other families. It's a lot of fun and this year was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086457572554626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAUoLs94I/AAAAAAAAA2M/tGDvGN8EmtM/s320/IMG_1866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cindy and Lisa dressing tables for the dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086468477892258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAVQzvNqI/AAAAAAAAA2c/-nS456XmuIo/s320/IMG_1863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Karissa helping with the sweeping...isn't she beautiful!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086462882542130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAU79s8jI/AAAAAAAAA2U/jhzSvJwY3i8/s320/IMG_1865.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Becca, Emily and Annie filling water balloons for the games&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249088020001002290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBvkrrEzI/AAAAAAAAA4E/B_EYNpyEgLs/s320/IMG_1884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BBQers extraordinaire!! These men were sooooooo in their element. What is it about men and barbeque's? Well, it tasted great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249087475356544498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBP3uULfI/AAAAAAAAA38/XhCOC6sOQdk/s320/IMG_1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Al, our chief cook - he's really amazing. It seems he is always cooking for us. Thank you Al! We love your cooking...you never disappoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086969443705842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAybDS4_I/AAAAAAAAA20/pLU8itE00v8/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Games before dinner. This one involved throwing up a water balloon to the team on the other side in hopes that they would catch it (all done with blankets).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086974145409682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAyskRMpI/AAAAAAAAA28/wx3Ld3XnThs/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cody and Christian&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086982619569746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAzMIqnlI/AAAAAAAAA3E/laswwne28JA/s320/IMG_1869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Three legged-duck-duck-goose.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086983921862930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAzQ_KCRI/AAAAAAAAA3M/SRN1ojlRSaU/s320/IMG_1867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More of duck-duck-goose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBv3JvJNI/AAAAAAAAA4M/0gBXgX-61ok/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249088024958936274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBv3JvJNI/AAAAAAAAA4M/0gBXgX-61ok/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pat and Ingrid, husband and wife and high school leaders for a long time. Thanks for sticking around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249091877542610114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiFQHJQxMI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Q72o49-bPnQ/s320/IMG_1878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sally with little Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBPFeiZ2I/AAAAAAAAA3s/3YWUVexXcCU/s1600-h/IMG_1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249087461868595042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBPFeiZ2I/AAAAAAAAA3s/3YWUVexXcCU/s320/IMG_1880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The food line &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249087452039027330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBOg2_GoI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Mrz-6mvG4qI/s320/IMG_1881.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melissa and Jen with food in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBPW_ATwI/AAAAAAAAA30/W8feTen6EKg/s1600-h/IMG_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249087466568175362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiBPW_ATwI/AAAAAAAAA30/W8feTen6EKg/s320/IMG_1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patient Senior boys waiting their turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAVhTCfRI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BY7B9kewpA8/s1600-h/IMG_1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086472904146194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAVhTCfRI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BY7B9kewpA8/s320/IMG_1862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marcia and Sally - it was a great time to catch up with friends and make some new ones too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAWK3wBjI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nkWgBlqkyYI/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249086484063979058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAWK3wBjI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nkWgBlqkyYI/s320/IMG_1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jen and Moranda - they have a couple of classes together at the colleges. My guess is they were discussing the English paper due today!&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/2619445472405300119-1316087053768121118?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/1316087053768121118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=1316087053768121118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1316087053768121118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/1316087053768121118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/09/high-school-family-bbq-and-birthdays.html' title='High School Family BBQ'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNiAUoLs94I/AAAAAAAAA2M/tGDvGN8EmtM/s72-c/IMG_1866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7191452036058449446</id><published>2008-09-20T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T12:04:23.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Overload...</title><content type='html'>As I'm sure you have noticed, I haven't blogged anything in almost three weeks. I think I was on "blogger overload". I became so consumed with posting pictures on the blog, checking our blog for comments (which I'd love to have more of...very easy, just click on the comment section, post your comment and click on name or something like that below and put your name in...no password needed!) and checking other people's blogs, that I was just way too distracted and not as productive as I'd like to be during the day. So, I put myself on a somewhat unintentional fast. At first I really didn't have much to blog about, but then as I got further and further away from blogging I realized I needed the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here I am back again! Hopefully I'm cured (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) and will find a better balance now. Here are a few pictures from the past couple of weeks. Enjoy...and let me know what you think! Any of you ever get "blogger overload"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrxxtN6FI/AAAAAAAAA08/8dYvxBTOpWE/s1600-h/IMG_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149074926757970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrxxtN6FI/AAAAAAAAA08/8dYvxBTOpWE/s320/IMG_1841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is little Trace and Katelyn Hartman with their babysitter Whitney. Whitney is moving to D.C and came by the Hartman's for a visit before she was taking off. We were crossing paths as we were there for dinner and to catch up with a couple of great friends that we don't see enough of. Their kids are wonderful and such a blast to be around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrypBiGtI/AAAAAAAAA1E/W7TSSGg8ZKM/s1600-h/IMG_1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149089775917778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrypBiGtI/AAAAAAAAA1E/W7TSSGg8ZKM/s320/IMG_1847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner out on the patio, very yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248148611795253042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrW0aD9zI/AAAAAAAAA0k/gEwygBQ_EeM/s320/IMG_1842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paula and Katelyn. Katelyn is all girl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248148620662404322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrXVcJ9OI/AAAAAAAAA0s/1mxhCpDb5QQ/s320/IMG_1845.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...she loves to help Mommy in the kitchen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248148627502110850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrXu63mII/AAAAAAAAA00/Ws_iXEBZnJA/s320/IMG_1844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...and Trace is all boy! He would much rather play with anything "vehicle-like" than do anything else. He makes all the sounds that go with the vehicles too. They are as different as night and day. Such a blessing to their Mom and Dad, who waited a long time for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUryxaNhPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/B8w_SQJBgsM/s1600-h/IMG_1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149092026909938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUryxaNhPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/B8w_SQJBgsM/s320/IMG_1848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was dessert...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Babka&lt;/span&gt;, I believe. I hear I should post a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; video of a Seinfeld episode of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Babka&lt;/span&gt; to get a real understanding for this delightful Russian bread. It's filled with a chocolate something or other....very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrzIt6xKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/rC-AaCC_lcs/s1600-h/IMG_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149098283582626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrzIt6xKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/rC-AaCC_lcs/s320/IMG_1849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kathy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;. Monday was Kathy's birthday, so we went to lunch to celebrate. Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt; Kathy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrzlqMCQI/AAAAAAAAA1c/oui-YdyKhiA/s1600-h/IMG_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149106052565250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrzlqMCQI/AAAAAAAAA1c/oui-YdyKhiA/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you see what's in Diesel's mouth? Dental Floss!! He is 10 months old now, but still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooooooo&lt;/span&gt; puppy. We have to put the trash cans in the bathrooms up on the toilet or just close the bathroom doors, so that he won't go rooting through them. This was one day this week when we forgot to do that and he came out with this in his mouth....glad to see he is making good use of his "dumpster diving".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrWKD73QI/AAAAAAAAA0U/iJQwuk_VyLI/s1600-h/IMG_1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248148600428158210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrWKD73QI/AAAAAAAAA0U/iJQwuk_VyLI/s320/IMG_1838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crashed out on a bean bag...just the way we like him...nice and tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrWWYtaDI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Ndp_NHyhkAI/s1600-h/IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248148603736516658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrWWYtaDI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Ndp_NHyhkAI/s320/IMG_1830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After many years of being gone from Women Alive Bible Study (the women's study through our church), I'm back! They meet on Wednesday mornings, and when I was knee deep in homeschooling and children's activities, I pulled out. It was one of those things I knew I could pick up later when the kids didn't need me as much at home anymore. Well, that time has come and it's been great to be back. This is the study we are doing. It is a study on the life of David, taught by three great women of the word, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Priscilla&lt;/span&gt; Shires, Beth Moore and Kay Arthur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149482087316546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUsJef2_EI/AAAAAAAAA1k/8PjaqQfsI0g/s320/IMG_1855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last night we went to the Fresno Christian football game. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; goes to Fresno Christian so of course she would want to go, but we know some of the boys on the team and wanted to be there to support them as well. We had a blast! We sat with friends and saw other friends whose kids also go to school there. It's not a big school, but the boys played hard and gave it their all. It sort of had that small town feel where everybody knows everybody else and just a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149485543275490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUsJrX0u-I/AAAAAAAAA1s/iL4oY7fLrSk/s320/IMG_1856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is their cheer team. Sorry the picture is so dark, need to figure out the flash at night. They were really good! Of course, every time the girls on top (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;flyers&lt;/span&gt;) would fly down we would sit with baited breath hoping no one would get dropped! No one did and I was impressed that for a small school they have a substantial and skilled cheer team. "Go Eagles!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149490825260770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUsJ_DJbuI/AAAAAAAAA10/WCoT2d_RE6M/s320/IMG_1857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pastor Chad, Michelle, Reese and Cole...they are our youth pastors for the high school group. Chad played quarter back in college and LOVES football, so they were there to cheer the team on as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149496248552610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUsKTQKTKI/AAAAAAAAA18/hL_ZWJXcxWY/s320/IMG_1858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jen and Dad, sitting back and watching the game...and below is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt;. She was ready to go root her team on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248149503076456578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUsKssD2II/AAAAAAAAA2E/h3zpFOOsuMU/s320/IMG_1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7191452036058449446?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7191452036058449446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7191452036058449446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7191452036058449446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7191452036058449446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogger-overload.html' title='Blogger Overload...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SNUrxxtN6FI/AAAAAAAAA08/8dYvxBTOpWE/s72-c/IMG_1841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-2704984635782785008</id><published>2008-09-04T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:29:47.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Day in Carmel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__jv1GekI/AAAAAAAAAzE/nkYsS-a8o6Y/s1600-h/IMG_1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday, Jen and I headed out with Melissa and Kim to Carmel. The girls wanted a girl day away and what's more fun for four girls than Carmel! The drive is nice and the air was cool, something all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fresnans&lt;/span&gt; are looking for in September when it's still 100 degrees! Well, it was technically still August, but close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__j2na29I/AAAAAAAAAzM/lTv5VDs2Fkg/s1600-h/IMG_1799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189482703903698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__j2na29I/AAAAAAAAAzM/lTv5VDs2Fkg/s320/IMG_1799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laying out on the beach - not too hot and not too cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__kOM0wsI/AAAAAAAAAzU/gG_sRxIb5B0/s1600-h/IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189489034805954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__kOM0wsI/AAAAAAAAAzU/gG_sRxIb5B0/s320/IMG_1801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The waves were really big that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__lK99kzI/AAAAAAAAAzk/o_l3ImxegWM/s1600-h/IMG_1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189505347031858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__lK99kzI/AAAAAAAAAzk/o_l3ImxegWM/s320/IMG_1803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice cup of coffee to keep us going. It felt great to actually &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; a hot cup of coffee in the middle of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__NVjHNLI/AAAAAAAAAyc/1meWgK7qqy0/s1600-h/IMG_1828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189095870346418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__NVjHNLI/AAAAAAAAAyc/1meWgK7qqy0/s320/IMG_1828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mothers and Daughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__N3UJM3I/AAAAAAAAAyk/piEcFKo7tuA/s1600-h/IMG_1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189104934368114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__N3UJM3I/AAAAAAAAAyk/piEcFKo7tuA/s320/IMG_1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__ObHotDI/AAAAAAAAAys/2V1IFGaUfdo/s1600-h/IMG_1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189114545583154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__ObHotDI/AAAAAAAAAys/2V1IFGaUfdo/s320/IMG_1822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bougainvillea is just beautiful over there along with all the flowers. One of my favorite things about the Central Coast is all the beautiful flowers that grow there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__OrM31fI/AAAAAAAAAy0/3aye0jHx6ik/s1600-h/IMG_1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189118862513650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__OrM31fI/AAAAAAAAAy0/3aye0jHx6ik/s320/IMG_1819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of 10 pictures they took with the manikins that in store fronts. Goofy girls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__PNeGceI/AAAAAAAAAy8/xpheK2HVdFY/s1600-h/IMG_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242189128061579746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__PNeGceI/AAAAAAAAAy8/xpheK2HVdFY/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242217488993223794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SMAZCCLIBHI/AAAAAAAAAz0/-5qmzNoKErM/s320/IMG_1810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to have a bowl of chowder before we left. This place is right on the end of the pier at Cannery Row. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242217487741150610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SMAZB9gm5ZI/AAAAAAAAAzs/mrzGnNRmYWk/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242217497460707778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SMAZCht7kcI/AAAAAAAAA0E/uO3O-QUul5o/s320/IMG_1817.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;These pictures are for any of the men who actually read my blog. You can't go to Carmel without seeing the elite of the elite in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vehicles&lt;/span&gt;. I think we saw two of them while we were there. If I'm correct, this yellow one is a Lotus and the red one above is a Ferrari. I thought the yellow interior was so cool and I'm not that into cars!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-2704984635782785008?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/2704984635782785008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=2704984635782785008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2704984635782785008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/2704984635782785008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/09/girls-day-in-carmel.html' title='Girl&apos;s Day in Carmel'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SL__j2na29I/AAAAAAAAAzM/lTv5VDs2Fkg/s72-c/IMG_1799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3373145454768067155</id><published>2008-08-24T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:34:27.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking in Yosemite....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Yesterday we started the day early and took off with three other families, the Orcutts, the Souza's and the Johnsons, for a hike in Yosemite.  We haven't been to Yosemite all summer (how wrong is that!!), so we were thrilled to find an opportunity to go.  It was a beautiful day and no matter how many times we have been there, we always find it to be such a  peaceful place.  Nacoya put it perfectly....it's amazing to think that God created all of this, but still sees and knows us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238179743283439330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHAuTQOZuI/AAAAAAAAAxE/89nVA3rKC0c/s320/IMG_1716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beginning the hike&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238180273113704674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHBNJBmqOI/AAAAAAAAAx0/jxTkYSsrpZE/s320/IMG_1740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The men...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238180275905196178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHBNTbJcJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/WedCy0jEUyM/s320/IMG_1735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The ladies...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHBMv_AlAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/g4iuobS6EiY/s1600-h/IMG_1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238180266391933954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHBMv_AlAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/g4iuobS6EiY/s320/IMG_1730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If I have my pictures right, this is the view from Sentinel Dome.  We had not done this hike before.  Bob and Ann were our fearless leaders and showed the way.  We are so glad they did!  We could see so much of the valley (Yosemite valley) from here.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238190384137349074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHKZrhfp9I/AAAAAAAAAyU/h1kCy2lVvEE/s320/IMG_1720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The boys: Jonathan, Trent and Scott&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238179766115063602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHAvoTtVzI/AAAAAAAAAxM/0NILUUXhaGQ/s320/IMG_1718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The girls: Jenna, Emily, Jenna and Nacoya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHBN9zydUI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fCNS4c_PJBQ/s1600-h/IMG_1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238180287282836802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHBN9zydUI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fCNS4c_PJBQ/s320/IMG_1745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a view!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHAwf8be-I/AAAAAAAAAxc/40dVV1ZU01E/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238179781049809890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHAwf8be-I/AAAAAAAAAxc/40dVV1ZU01E/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking in the scene.... this was Nacoya's first visit to Yosemite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHAw_JxQCI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sQP5FNAUR_M/s1600-h/IMG_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238179789427261474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHAw_JxQCI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sQP5FNAUR_M/s320/IMG_1747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the kids hanging out together...a great group of teenagers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238172655881163762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG6Rwn2E_I/AAAAAAAAAwU/i51FIKA14l8/s320/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chow Time!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238173244885449442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG60C1aOuI/AAAAAAAAAwk/LGO2A1gaa14/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We potlucked it, yummy.  Unfortunately, the meat bees thought so too, but we swatted them away and made the best of it.  Any suggestions on getting rid of those things?  It's like they come out of nowhere when the food arrives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG6ztPQ_sI/AAAAAAAAAwc/tYRdMa6RUmE/s1600-h/IMG_1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238173239088316098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG6ztPQ_sI/AAAAAAAAAwc/tYRdMa6RUmE/s320/IMG_1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marcia's yummy salad...now we all want the recipe.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238173274503536754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG61xK6YHI/AAAAAAAAAw0/PUIDNZpZFqE/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pie and cookies for dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG60XH01jI/AAAAAAAAAws/sr2eJIQpsT0/s1600-h/IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238173250331399730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG60XH01jI/AAAAAAAAAws/sr2eJIQpsT0/s320/IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was actually Bob's birthday.  Happy Birthday, Bob and thanks for spending it with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238172639322979778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG6Qy8EPcI/AAAAAAAAAv8/OAcKBc-mVUU/s320/IMG_1762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jen and Nacoya&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238172643351800114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG6RB8nKTI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GD3XdSDpZqM/s320/IMG_1765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;OK, this was pretty amazing.  This was at Taft Point.  These are called the Fissures, which by definition is a break in a rock.  You really don't get a good view of it here, but these are huge granite rocks with breaks in them that you can &lt;em&gt;very carefully&lt;/em&gt; look through and see below.  Since I'm not good with heights, Bob took this picture for me.  We are on top of all this granite rock and looking down 3500 feet!  Amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG62a27-9I/AAAAAAAAAw8/JhBaaRCzj_g/s1600-h/IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238172651952094658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG6Rh_FPcI/AAAAAAAAAwM/dNpvWm8fEVM/s320/IMG_1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No trip would be complete without Jenna taking a picture of herself&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238171907019057314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG5mK5NKKI/AAAAAAAAAvU/0t_I--Djj2M/s320/IMG_1788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I thought this was sweet, Emily and Steve catching a moment together at Washburn Lookout &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238171911502352322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG5mbmGz8I/AAAAAAAAAvc/OvTbBA8typU/s320/IMG_1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The view from Washburn. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238171913085378466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG5mhfh36I/AAAAAAAAAvk/qB8s45Ff1NM/s320/IMG_1784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More of the view.  If you look closely you can see Vernal Falls at the lower left and Nevada Falls above it and just to the right.  (Detour: Cousins, this is the hike we took that one summer that the truck broke down Yosemite) You have to hike by each of those falls on the way to Half Dome, which is just to the left of the falls, from where we were standing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238171925531548354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG5nP27WsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/n3sTeCIiXi8/s320/IMG_1781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Half Dome&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238170627119065682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLG4bq5RKlI/AAAAAAAAAu0/JNEZJ3-GatQ/s320/IMG_1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Couples/Parents...it was a great day and hopefully we will be back up there before too long again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-3373145454768067155?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3373145454768067155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3373145454768067155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3373145454768067155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3373145454768067155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiking-in-yosemite.html' title='Hiking in Yosemite....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SLHAuTQOZuI/AAAAAAAAAxE/89nVA3rKC0c/s72-c/IMG_1716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3374843238772199844</id><published>2008-08-21T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:11:18.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Nacoya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;About a month ago we became aware of a young girl's need for a home. Not quite a year ago she lost her dad to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aneurysm&lt;/span&gt;. A year earlier her mom passed away. Needless to say her world has been turned upside down. Since then she has been living with her aunt and uncle in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mariposa&lt;/span&gt;, about an hour and half drive from Fresno and they have done an amazing job helping her through such a difficult time. Her uncle commuted to bring her down for school each day last year, but given the cost of gas and the time spent on the road, they felt the need to find a better way to keep her in school here in Fresno, as well as keeping her connected with her church family, which has become so important since losing her dad. To make a long story short, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; spent a couple of days with us during this last month and we all felt she would just fit right in. So, her aunt and I spent some time on the phone working out the details and she moved in yesterday. She will spend Monday - Friday here with us and go back to her aunt and uncle's house on the weekends and holidays. We have all missed having Josh around and one child never replaces another, but it will be nice having another teenager around again. He was right on board with us bringing her in and giving up his room for her. That was a bit hard for me as I went through his things, but he had packed up so much already for when he gets stationed that it just didn't make sense not to open up the room for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237007357350266850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2WcdT4R-I/AAAAAAAAAus/Om1bW3I4RPU/s320/IMG_1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Josh's stuff - need to figure out where to store it until he needs it! EEK!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237006425037235106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2VmMLIY6I/AAAAAAAAAuM/A0EkCaCokyo/s320/IMG_1704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;An empty room - seemed strange looking at it this way.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237006412369938146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2Vlc_AxuI/AAAAAAAAAt8/K5YDn1ihFDU/s320/IMG_1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jen and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt; unpacking her things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2WSIFTorI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_r2vGMq0-7s/s1600-h/IMG_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237007179853308594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2WSIFTorI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_r2vGMq0-7s/s320/IMG_1710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went out to get her some new bedding and make it a little more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nacoya&lt;/span&gt;-like. We still need to update the valance, but the room &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; has a girl feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2WSVBwjyI/AAAAAAAAAuk/i0sT0Mo00tc/s1600-h/IMG_1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237007183328087842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2WSVBwjyI/AAAAAAAAAuk/i0sT0Mo00tc/s320/IMG_1709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of her room....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2VlI4Y46I/AAAAAAAAAt0/VLhlmFQ3bZA/s1600-h/IMG_1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237006406973449122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2VlI4Y46I/AAAAAAAAAt0/VLhlmFQ3bZA/s320/IMG_1707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All ready for her first day back to school!&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/2619445472405300119-3374843238772199844?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3374843238772199844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3374843238772199844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3374843238772199844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3374843238772199844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-nacoya.html' title='Meet Nacoya...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SK2WcdT4R-I/AAAAAAAAAus/Om1bW3I4RPU/s72-c/IMG_1705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3864984898183865744</id><published>2008-08-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:19:30.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuWIZuB0II/AAAAAAAAAtU/RVYCwc-NkA8/s1600-h/IMG_1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was the end of 10 days of leave for Josh. It's been a great 10 days packed full of family and friends. We hated to say goodbye. Unlike in boot camp, this time he can call and email on Sunday's. That will help, but I have to say there was something special about writing letters. Maybe we will still do some of that too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236444078763182674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuWJVDgilI/AAAAAAAAAts/oMMjmjECM0g/s320/IMG_1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Waking up with Diesel. It was very early - 4:30am to be exact. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236444073918124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuWJDAW0pI/AAAAAAAAAtk/AhhmFscNs0Y/s320/IMG_1692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Arriving at the airport - 5:45am. Checking for his ticket and orders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuWIuxVFcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/m_NJg4f-IxI/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236444068486387138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuWIuxVFcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/m_NJg4f-IxI/s320/IMG_1693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has three bags of gear to take with him when he travels.....and they are heavy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuVyQCxF2I/AAAAAAAAAs0/gSrzzUMjR7A/s1600-h/IMG_1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236443682280904546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuVyQCxF2I/AAAAAAAAAs0/gSrzzUMjR7A/s320/IMG_1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few last pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuVyg-NvcI/AAAAAAAAAs8/8m7FIaB9Rhw/s1600-h/IMG_1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236443686825213378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuVyg-NvcI/AAAAAAAAAs8/8m7FIaB9Rhw/s320/IMG_1697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuVy0DVgbI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xnCGOPFUQcA/s1600-h/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236443691946967474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuVy0DVgbI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xnCGOPFUQcA/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Ashlie...making the best of it. Fortunately she has school to keep her busy while he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236443680084363538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuVyH3EiRI/AAAAAAAAAss/3o6Dg4tzVMk/s320/IMG_1701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Off he goes. Two other guys were leaving for Pendleton this morning too....a little misery loves company, isn't that how the saying goes? He texted us later and said they were all just sort of zoned out as they were waiting for the plane. He said it wasn't so hard to leave the first time, but this time was difficult. I don't suspect it gets any easier and yet we know &lt;em&gt;and he knows&lt;/em&gt; that he wouldn't have it any other way right now. We are learning to not take for granted time with loved ones, whether near or far!&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/2619445472405300119-3864984898183865744?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3864984898183865744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3864984898183865744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3864984898183865744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3864984898183865744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKuWJVDgilI/AAAAAAAAAts/oMMjmjECM0g/s72-c/IMG_1690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7062131002464587963</id><published>2008-08-19T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:27:12.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arriving at the Cabin&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241672794498066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKreDwEDZBI/AAAAAAAAAsk/P87bF4uI290/s320/IMG_1589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jen and the Jeep - We thought we'd give the Jeep a try in the mountains. Dave loved it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241672639275890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKreDvfC43I/AAAAAAAAAsc/Z7K873KyhvQ/s320/IMG_1590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is a great swing. I usually don't get too much time on it because the kids love it so much, but this time I spent lots of time on the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKreDARNqtI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v_c3-2rg6EI/s1600-h/IMG_1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241659964795602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKreDARNqtI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v_c3-2rg6EI/s320/IMG_1591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh has been looking for a good pull up bar since he got back home. This one was perfect. He of course handled it with no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241657298576402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKreC2ViZBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/amp4Ct4fnRY/s320/IMG_1593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dave did great too...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241191884781698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdnwiPeII/AAAAAAAAAsE/TqN68YMpGx0/s320/IMG_1596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then there was Jen and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdmG8fykI/AAAAAAAAArk/eTkQOgTbTpU/s1600-h/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241163540744770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdmG8fykI/AAAAAAAAArk/eTkQOgTbTpU/s320/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For all the walking we do, we didn't quite measure up on the pull ups...do you see me screaming? I was slipping off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdnS1DmAI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tRyXMeocGBw/s1600-h/IMG_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241183910631426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdnS1DmAI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tRyXMeocGBw/s320/IMG_1600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...And there I go! Josh didn't think I was really falling until he saw me on the ground.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236241177005526562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdm5GwDiI/AAAAAAAAAr0/kQ4-KKqzMKo/s320/IMG_1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So now, off to do something Jen and I are good at...a walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236240609479092242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdF2556BI/AAAAAAAAArU/K_Kl__DyjQo/s320/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I forgot my walking shoes so I found these in the cabin....thank you Pat or Kim. I have to say they are pretty wild, but they worked!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236240616862999666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdGSaXZHI/AAAAAAAAArc/CDarwR_s3NI/s320/IMG_1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The other thing we &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; do at the cabin is BBQ...tonight it was tri-tip&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236240598010608994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdFMLmvWI/AAAAAAAAArE/parWy7zvKkg/s320/IMG_1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sitting down to dinner (I don't know what button I pushed on the camera, but we got a few of these black and whites because of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdEnbI-tI/AAAAAAAAAq8/g01zKj-8EiE/s1600-h/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236240588143655634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdEnbI-tI/AAAAAAAAAq8/g01zKj-8EiE/s320/IMG_1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were trying out the auto-shoot timer on the camera. Kind of a cool color combo from whatever I changed on the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdFttHAmI/AAAAAAAAArM/ewxEylhQTg4/s1600-h/IMG_1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236240607009505890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrdFttHAmI/AAAAAAAAArM/ewxEylhQTg4/s320/IMG_1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These catfish have been in the pond for about as long as we have been going there, at least 7 years. They are huge...must be two feet. This is for the cousins. They are always trying to catch them when they come up with us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239721412176626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrcSKmQKvI/AAAAAAAAAqc/uzTn4ugUmC4/s320/IMG_1632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just came right out of the water for me. We were feeding them left over pancakes...great catfish diet, huh?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239730032442770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrcSqte_ZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/2VUIHVsSYp8/s320/IMG_1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Waking up on Saturday morning&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239731647793362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrcSwunSNI/AAAAAAAAAqs/ZzR_flGAOlk/s320/IMG_1625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sleepy heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239742039467426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrcTXcLpaI/AAAAAAAAAq0/i5SZxzVG23Y/s320/IMG_1624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last time on the swing before we take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239713221102178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKrcRsFWSmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/f-zinkFiW54/s320/IMG_1635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a little out of order, but I only had time yesterday for Saturday's party. Friday Dave, Josh, Jen and I headed up to the cabin. We have been staying in Fish Camp at a friend's cabin for quite a few years now. Usually it's been on Labor Day with Tina and Terrell and the cousins. They are in Colorado now and Josh will be gone still, so we decided to head up for a night while he was home - just the four of us. It's a place that holds a lot of memories for our family, and we are so blessed that the Allred family has opened it up to us. Josh's time has been so divided since he's been home with so many people to see, so it was a perfect place for us to go get some family. time. &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/2619445472405300119-7062131002464587963?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7062131002464587963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7062131002464587963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7062131002464587963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7062131002464587963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/cabin-time.html' title='Cabin Time'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKreDwEDZBI/AAAAAAAAAsk/P87bF4uI290/s72-c/IMG_1589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-9091447300221538344</id><published>2008-08-18T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:32:05.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Saturday night we went to Earl and Sandy Rocca's 50th Anniversary party.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmSoSXKDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/cg6Z37wfGSs/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898880777201714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmSoSXKDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/cg6Z37wfGSs/s320/IMG_1636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Jenna with Earl and Sandy or Noni and Nunu, as they are affectionately called (that's Italian for Grandma and Grandpa).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898370519370914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKml07bajKI/AAAAAAAAAps/qZhEdFTawQU/s320/IMG_1637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Josh Peine and John goofing around while we were waiting for dinner...never a dull moment with those two around, especially if they are together!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898360957464290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKml0XzrbuI/AAAAAAAAApc/pmaez2I5uOU/s320/IMG_1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jen and Sammy Paul&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898364916605842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKml0mjnI5I/AAAAAAAAApk/_n_ejL8C7VU/s320/IMG_1638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Timmy Paul looking cute&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235895342488960930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmjErItP6I/AAAAAAAAApE/cUdO6FuIhlE/s320/IMG_1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is when the fun really began....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmTICFapI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xXdq4g-q2Z4/s1600-h/IMG_1664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898889298864786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmTICFapI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xXdq4g-q2Z4/s320/IMG_1664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was fun watching all the kids dance together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmTgcoXVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TQplaJEW6tU/s1600-h/IMG_1666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898895852658002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmTgcoXVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/TQplaJEW6tU/s320/IMG_1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmT6kCtjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/zCUs87R1pOM/s1600-h/IMG_1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898902863066674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmT6kCtjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/zCUs87R1pOM/s320/IMG_1667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you love this?  Reminds me of watching an old WWII movie with the service men and their gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmlzTFCIzI/AAAAAAAAApM/JvuJ6U11sJM/s1600-h/IMG_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898342508208946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmlzTFCIzI/AAAAAAAAApM/JvuJ6U11sJM/s320/IMG_1652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was their first time dancing together...notice the cute little girl off to the side, she got in a lot of our pictures.  I'm sure she slept for her mommy that night!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235895315293424754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmjDF0yTHI/AAAAAAAAAok/HwJT4amUR1k/s320/IMG_1653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dave and I even got in on the action&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235895319390643234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmjDVFo5CI/AAAAAAAAAos/u8Co9tpoqC0/s320/IMG_1651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's been a long time since we have been dancing together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmlzvcX_tI/AAAAAAAAApU/8zMsHDIWphU/s1600-h/IMG_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235898350122303186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmlzvcX_tI/AAAAAAAAApU/8zMsHDIWphU/s320/IMG_1648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235895337891906418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmjEaArw3I/AAAAAAAAAo8/1zNTR5CKorw/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christy and Randy stole the show with their country swing dance...they were really good!  Where did you all learn to dance like that?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893717281970594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmhmExKmaI/AAAAAAAAAoE/aKMRMwn489Y/s320/IMG_1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893720376404114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmhmQS76JI/AAAAAAAAAoM/YonqAtiNIHU/s320/IMG_1661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More of the kids having fun.  They were a hoot to watch because they would make up goofy stuff to do to the different dances.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893715499938546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmhl-IS8vI/AAAAAAAAAn8/mCOISBU77J4/s320/IMG_1663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brother and sister....so cute!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893732400346770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmhm9FqtpI/AAAAAAAAAoU/RvCcR-69uuk/s320/IMG_1657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893734269102802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmhnEDNqtI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Bcd81Dh5YOw/s320/IMG_1654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Timmy was having the best time.  He didn't have any trouble getting out there with the big kids and dancing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235892778706059266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmgvcTOwAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Yrw-0JFVmM0/s320/IMG_1671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Josh Peine and Jen dancing to a 40's number&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235891674084727682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmfvJQ-24I/AAAAAAAAAnM/AbdoMR1QQjs/s320/IMG_1677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jason and Marie&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235891447864281458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmfh-h0yXI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Rztb1JyR9aA/s320/IMG_1678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;John and Kathy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235891335294597026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmfbbLHt6I/AAAAAAAAAm0/VfQPeJVKtxA/s320/IMG_1679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a great evening celebrating with Earl and Sandy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-9091447300221538344?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/9091447300221538344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=9091447300221538344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/9091447300221538344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/9091447300221538344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-weekend.html' title='A Fun Weekend...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKmmSoSXKDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/cg6Z37wfGSs/s72-c/IMG_1636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-852188171945972265</id><published>2008-08-14T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:41:12.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday happenings...and then some</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual routine in the morning is to wake up around 6-6:30, grab a cup of coffee and head for the swing.  Diesel usually bounces around while I drink my coffee and wake up.  For whatever reason, this morning he decided to join me on the swing.  I guess he thought he was missing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUf-ENFdJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WAB9M-VPESU/s1600-h/IMG_1586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234625293029045394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUf-ENFdJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WAB9M-VPESU/s320/IMG_1586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"So....this is pretty comfortable. Too bad I can't stay".  (I booted him off not long after he jumped up - a little too perky for 6am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUf4bxhTQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/uuhR5fyi3LE/s1600-h/IMG_1585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234625196276665602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUf4bxhTQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/uuhR5fyi3LE/s320/IMG_1585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfp4D30-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/iMLBgpTqa-U/s1600-h/IMG_1582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234624946171794402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfp4D30-I/AAAAAAAAAl8/iMLBgpTqa-U/s320/IMG_1582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We now have cable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;!  Do you see what's on the screen?  It's my husbands all time favorite show, Star Trek.  It's on the Sci &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; channel.  We still have so little clue as to what all is on the tube, but when we get a moment to sit still we start checking out our favorite channels again...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HGTV&lt;/span&gt;, Sci &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt;, Discovery, TV Land.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfkAQVseI/AAAAAAAAAl0/raujeTitEx8/s1600-h/IMG_1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234624845292351970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfkAQVseI/AAAAAAAAAl0/raujeTitEx8/s320/IMG_1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Relaxing with Captain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Picard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfMgWmehI/AAAAAAAAAls/YAbnbI8ZRDk/s1600-h/IMG_1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234624441591691794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfMgWmehI/AAAAAAAAAls/YAbnbI8ZRDk/s320/IMG_1584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jen is making a smoothie....Diesel is looking for treats.  We keep his bones in there.  I bet he thinks he is getting one, when really Jen is just looking for more stuff to put in the smoothie.  Poor puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfFLhKNFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Wqtbg6HFCMA/s1600-h/IMG_1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234624315739747410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUfFLhKNFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Wqtbg6HFCMA/s320/IMG_1583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jen Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUe-Pw49qI/AAAAAAAAAlc/2j1ZwU2RY-0/s1600-h/IMG_1580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234624196620383906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUe-Pw49qI/AAAAAAAAAlc/2j1ZwU2RY-0/s320/IMG_1580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been fun to see Josh play his guitar again. He said his fingers hurt a little - no more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;calluses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234625418874111586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUgFZA4xmI/AAAAAAAAAmU/U3jLVEh9xqc/s320/IMG_1587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the big new of the day.  Yes, it's real!  Josh has been wanting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt; since...well a long time.  I can't even remember when he started wanting one.  Now that he is a Marine, I guess he decided it's time.  For those who don't know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Semper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; (actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fidelis&lt;/span&gt;) means "always faithful".  I think that's pretty cool.  I'm not much into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tattoos&lt;/span&gt; but it suits Josh.  The design is of the Eagle, Globe and Anchor.  It's a pin that was given to the recruits after they got to the top of the hill at the Cruicible.  It meant they were finally Marines.  Each symbol means something and it escapes me what that is right now. Maybe I'll post that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-852188171945972265?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/852188171945972265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=852188171945972265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/852188171945972265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/852188171945972265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/everyday-happeningsand-then-some.html' title='Everyday happenings...and then some'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKUf-ENFdJI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WAB9M-VPESU/s72-c/IMG_1586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7292503912450437379</id><published>2008-08-11T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:24:48.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a great weekend. We pulled in late Friday night, so everyone slept in a little, especially Josh. I hated to do it, but I woke him up about 8:45 Saturday, because he wanted to get his uniforms cleaned and back that day. Jen had a couple of things to do too so they took off together in the Jeep. It's so nice having him back home. It's amazing how one person missing from your family can make such a difference. We've missed his energy and that smile. He says he got nicknamed "Hollywood" at Boot Camp, because of that smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKECClWh5qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/s0hbbX5GcrA/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233466485390829218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKECClWh5qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/s0hbbX5GcrA/s320/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh's first ride with Jen in the Jeep. She didn't have her license when he left. He said she was a good driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBW20EC1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/5PBiEWEYWek/s1600-h/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465734163860306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBW20EC1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/5PBiEWEYWek/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing at home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBSGlDW-I/AAAAAAAAAk0/fgTcfK42dHU/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465652496522210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBSGlDW-I/AAAAAAAAAk0/fgTcfK42dHU/s320/IMG_1547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting acquainted with puppy again...it was like Josh had never left. Diesel didn't bark or anything, just started licking and playing with Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBKjxOmAI/AAAAAAAAAks/t2BEsUlYrVY/s1600-h/IMG_1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465522893264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBKjxOmAI/AAAAAAAAAks/t2BEsUlYrVY/s320/IMG_1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing Frisbee...nothing's changed - Diesel still doesn't like to give up the Frisbee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBDKGa0UI/AAAAAAAAAkk/iPlO2VWpoTk/s1600-h/IMG_1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465395743740226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBDKGa0UI/AAAAAAAAAkk/iPlO2VWpoTk/s320/IMG_1559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing like only Josh will play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEA9ozDvpI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SlSZYI9b-5s/s1600-h/IMG_1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465300904820370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEA9ozDvpI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SlSZYI9b-5s/s320/IMG_1560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh wore his uniform to church Sunday, so of course I had to get more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEA4XoD-rI/AAAAAAAAAkU/f26-PDXwbnw/s1600-h/IMG_1561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465210395949746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEA4XoD-rI/AAAAAAAAAkU/f26-PDXwbnw/s320/IMG_1561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Randy or Papa Rocca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a BBQ on Sunday so Josh could catch up with some friends without having to go see them all. Those of you who have moved away know what it's like to come back and visit and feel like you just can't see them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAx1dvnkI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ipUtYwJwovs/s1600-h/IMG_1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465098146651714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAx1dvnkI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ipUtYwJwovs/s320/IMG_1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BBQing the hamburgers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAtHh7tbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dhZmUQiYNl4/s1600-h/IMG_1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465017096713650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAtHh7tbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dhZmUQiYNl4/s320/IMG_1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jim and Randy were supervising the barbecuing of the hamburgers...on the swing of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465989992216914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEBlv2S-VI/AAAAAAAAAlE/DmmrN-vza8A/s320/IMG_1567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The food's ready! Everybody pitched in and brought some very yummy side dishes. I love potlucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAb4NHcYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Sn9GwaUsZS4/s1600-h/IMG_1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464720925094274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAb4NHcYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Sn9GwaUsZS4/s320/IMG_1570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating all that good food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAVJEu1jI/AAAAAAAAAjs/NxE014BUHJM/s1600-h/IMG_1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464605194245682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAVJEu1jI/AAAAAAAAAjs/NxE014BUHJM/s320/IMG_1571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEANQ2Y1wI/AAAAAAAAAjk/K-Csw1VzcaM/s1600-h/IMG_1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464469842614018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEANQ2Y1wI/AAAAAAAAAjk/K-Csw1VzcaM/s320/IMG_1572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good friends....Jordana, Jenna, Josh and David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAFlkUqcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/cxRIscRySGk/s1600-h/IMG_1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464337965033922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAFlkUqcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/cxRIscRySGk/s320/IMG_1574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Men-folk talking about guns.... really they are. It was too fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAAlVwGkI/AAAAAAAAAjU/sllg8Pp94tE/s1600-h/IMG_1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464252004571714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEAAlVwGkI/AAAAAAAAAjU/sllg8Pp94tE/s320/IMG_1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Telling stories from Boot Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKD_6RcOvDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/nMCqorCuy0U/s1600-h/IMG_1578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464143583820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKD_6RcOvDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/nMCqorCuy0U/s320/IMG_1578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two of the guys in here are police officers and they were all sharing stories&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233466302265483778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKEB37KC4gI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Hk1_9FjJNGQ/s320/IMG_1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Diesel was just looking for flies to chase most of the afternoon. He did so well! We weren't sure what to expect from him, but he didn't bark as people came in or jump on them. He just seemed thrilled with all the activity. Way to go Puppy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7292503912450437379?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7292503912450437379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7292503912450437379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7292503912450437379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7292503912450437379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-home.html' title='Back Home....'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SKECClWh5qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/s0hbbX5GcrA/s72-c/IMG_1539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-904034989648576848</id><published>2008-08-09T09:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:23:13.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marine Graduation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Josh's graduation from Marine boot camp. Everyone who had been through this told us it would be such a memorable experience and it was. It's always gratifying to see your kids succeed at something that took perseverance and hard work, whether it's school or a sport or maintaining their relationship with the Lord, and this was no different. Josh will never forget what he learned to become a Marine and we have been so impressed with the qualities we see in him from the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Oxosn2JI/AAAAAAAAAik/5mPxPJAQ6Cw/s1600-h/IMG_1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232565694207875218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Oxosn2JI/AAAAAAAAAik/5mPxPJAQ6Cw/s320/IMG_1476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for the ceremony to being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OjAFdcEI/AAAAAAAAAic/SQrun-c5ruU/s1600-h/IMG_1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232565442788028482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OjAFdcEI/AAAAAAAAAic/SQrun-c5ruU/s320/IMG_1486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molly the Marine Mascot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OcG39GNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/0IY0pio9rMc/s1600-h/IMG_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232565324351346898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OcG39GNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/0IY0pio9rMc/s320/IMG_1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Marine Corps Band. They were so good. If you love drum and bugle corps band reviews, you'd love them. Their moves were so sharp and totally in time with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232565193920703826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OUg-3bVI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jJKFqs14Ewc/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OMreOXTI/AAAAAAAAAiE/x2XopQQHKDo/s1600-h/IMG_1501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232565059297631538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OMreOXTI/AAAAAAAAAiE/x2XopQQHKDo/s320/IMG_1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh's platoon walking by in the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232564920016643074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3OEknDJAI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Irb4Hvt_Fz4/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In formation preparing for final dismissal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3N8at845I/AAAAAAAAAh0/QGBqXkhoIS4/s1600-h/IMG_1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232564779922285458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3N8at845I/AAAAAAAAAh0/QGBqXkhoIS4/s320/IMG_1505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's Josh on the far left! He looks so handsome. I know I'm biased, but there's something about a man in uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Nn0TnbLI/AAAAAAAAAhc/vnKbGsTSJRk/s1600-h/IMG_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232564426013895858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Nn0TnbLI/AAAAAAAAAhc/vnKbGsTSJRk/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shaking Grandpa's hand - he served for nine years in the Marines and left with the rank of Staff Sergeant. Josh has a totally different respect for his Grandpa now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232564523373250322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Nte_5RxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/eyy-ryv3JW8/s320/IMG_1511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Giving him a hug...still grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NijMQoeI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FIFUS0iQ1Ng/s1600-h/IMG_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232564335520293346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NijMQoeI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FIFUS0iQ1Ng/s320/IMG_1509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hugs for Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NdjlcxfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/lVuMLBRjAbE/s1600-h/IMG_1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232564249726600690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NdjlcxfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/lVuMLBRjAbE/s320/IMG_1508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seeing Aunt Pat! He wasn't expecting Aunt Pat and Uncle Bob or his grandparents to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232564619834205458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NzGV-pRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/R7J3DUSzJWs/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hugs for Uncle Bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NMT0iZVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wZPdteDdQ_k/s1600-h/IMG_1518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563953437140306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NMT0iZVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wZPdteDdQ_k/s320/IMG_1518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashlie&lt;/span&gt;...so cute together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NGQ1QpCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Pz6Io11XNNk/s1600-h/IMG_1515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563849555649570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NGQ1QpCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Pz6Io11XNNk/s320/IMG_1515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Nick...notice Nicks shirt says "My brother is a Marine". They didn't have any best friend shirts, so he opted for this. It works, they are like brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NAoZvAMI/AAAAAAAAAg0/mVVNUmlptGI/s1600-h/IMG_1516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563752803434690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3NAoZvAMI/AAAAAAAAAg0/mVVNUmlptGI/s320/IMG_1516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Gabe and Josh. It was so good to have him with us. Josh was so happy to see him and so sad to see him leave. We love you, Gabe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3M48Wlo5I/AAAAAAAAAgs/ccixwbQMM8Q/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563620719993746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3M48Wlo5I/AAAAAAAAAgs/ccixwbQMM8Q/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh and Jen...so good to see them together again, even if it's only for a few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MzM2I70I/AAAAAAAAAgk/TxLbaC33L2Q/s1600-h/IMG_1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563522068082498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MzM2I70I/AAAAAAAAAgk/TxLbaC33L2Q/s320/IMG_1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud parents...if you could see the writing on our shirts, they say "Proud parent of a U.S. Marine"...... guilty as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MsuHS9vI/AAAAAAAAAgc/G-1nBDB7uOY/s1600-h/IMG_1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563410739328754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MsuHS9vI/AAAAAAAAAgc/G-1nBDB7uOY/s320/IMG_1521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins and Auntie. Aunt Pat's a hoot! All the kids have always loved being with Aunt Pat and Uncle Bob. She's a 60 something that has the youthful heart of a 20 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MmZJLE9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ir8Nr1yo9Lc/s1600-h/IMG_1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563302030840786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MmZJLE9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ir8Nr1yo9Lc/s320/IMG_1513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Auntie and Uncle. They drove in from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas to be at the graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Mbt8fptI/AAAAAAAAAgM/L3aG2YZDXWo/s1600-h/IMG_1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563118636246738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Mbt8fptI/AAAAAAAAAgM/L3aG2YZDXWo/s320/IMG_1523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Grandpa and Grandma. They drove in from Arizona to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MWBIk83I/AAAAAAAAAgE/h3IPHQs-rfg/s1600-h/IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563020707984242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3MWBIk83I/AAAAAAAAAgE/h3IPHQs-rfg/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The new Marine&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232581599620613410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3dPc-hxSI/AAAAAAAAAi0/9AdyR3267Jc/s320/IMG_1527.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The first thing he wanted to eat was an In and Out Burger, so that's where we went. Looks like he enjoyed every bite! He says that's all the guys would talk about, In and Out and some place in Texas called Water Burger.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232582157999725394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3dv9Ge21I/AAAAAAAAAi8/6M3HfhiisWE/s320/IMG_1529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We needed to kill some time before we took Gabe to the airport, so we went down by the wharf to hang out a bit. I wanted a pictures of the two of them together, so they posed for me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232582764887586578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3eTR70txI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ooB4fJBlQ7I/s320/IMG_1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone at the wharf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-904034989648576848?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/904034989648576848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=904034989648576848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/904034989648576848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/904034989648576848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-was-joshs-graduation-from.html' title='Marine Graduation...'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJ3Oxosn2JI/AAAAAAAAAik/5mPxPJAQ6Cw/s72-c/IMG_1476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-7251826500716540206</id><published>2008-08-07T18:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:21:39.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day at MCRD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we get to see Josh! We decided to sleep in a bit and eat what we had left over from all the food we brought down yesterday: zuchinni bread, lots of fruit, protein bars and cheese.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231946869180929762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJub9R0_FuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8WZS0eDT7fQ/s320/family+day+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Arriving at MCRD (Marine Corps Recruit Depot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231946997466434354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJucEvuoizI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9_IRyp-N_-o/s320/family+day+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Drill Instructors arriving before the platoon at the motivational run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231947309140928770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJucW4zn6QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/5Ce1T5klp0U/s320/family+day+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first view of his platoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950381682741042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJufJu6rTzI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Ow_2Fqa2_lw/s320/family+day+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's Josh! He's on the far left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950211384277314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJue_0gW-UI/AAAAAAAAAfU/d_m5dw0TG4E/s320/family+day+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering in front of the theater after the motivational run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950519516441250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJufRwYyqqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/GV-GAJnWgVw/s320/family+day+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Platoon 2115&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950054499239042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJue2sEDRII/AAAAAAAAAfM/7--2Q9ouMCk/s320/family+day+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first view of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949900672639954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJuetvA7o9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/3YbEEiNte_E/s320/family+day+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Coming out to greet family on the parade deck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231951354833624626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJugCYL7XjI/AAAAAAAAAf8/WsCy-JdlG8w/s320/family+day+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was looking at my Dad when I saw him in his uniform!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950673546411330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJufauMZfUI/AAAAAAAAAfs/FGfUp6aPpfo/s320/family+day+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud Mom and Dad with the new Marine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJueSjgPjpI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KSrQ6QyoQ7c/s1600-h/family+day+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949433726275218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJueSjgPjpI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KSrQ6QyoQ7c/s320/family+day+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Nick for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949306960404786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJueLLQ54TI/AAAAAAAAAes/NPpDEKGoJys/s320/family+day+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Cousin Gabe for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJueEUY21WI/AAAAAAAAAek/Q8l5g-TY_BA/s1600-h/family+day+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949189150594402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJueEUY21WI/AAAAAAAAAek/Q8l5g-TY_BA/s320/family+day+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugging Jen Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJud8cOAiaI/AAAAAAAAAec/Pe9ozrleVBw/s1600-h/family+day+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231949053813623202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJud8cOAiaI/AAAAAAAAAec/Pe9ozrleVBw/s320/family+day+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I missed getting a picture of he and Ashlie seeing each other for the first time, but I thought this was so sweet seeing her on his arm. He was very clear about keeping his right arm free to be able to salute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudx8e79uI/AAAAAAAAAeU/OY-AmkqGNw0/s1600-h/family+day+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231948873496000226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudx8e79uI/AAAAAAAAAeU/OY-AmkqGNw0/s320/family+day+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh's first slice of pizza in three months!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231947644973236818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJucqb4SQlI/AAAAAAAAAdU/HtDVoZ5nRrU/s320/family+day+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Ashlie - so happy to see each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudqRU4lrI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-LUkSxF3Ilo/s1600-h/family+day+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231948741652027058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudqRU4lrI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-LUkSxF3Ilo/s320/family+day+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother and Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudapds0OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9DzM5deCjW8/s1600-h/family+day+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231948473253548258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudapds0OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9DzM5deCjW8/s320/family+day+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudUhzwt8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/NGZvim42cr4/s1600-h/family+day+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231948368119379906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudUhzwt8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/NGZvim42cr4/s320/family+day+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Buds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudNq1LrWI/AAAAAAAAAds/QVthNuqhGQM/s1600-h/family+day+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231948250282175842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudNq1LrWI/AAAAAAAAAds/QVthNuqhGQM/s320/family+day+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudC1so7rI/AAAAAAAAAdk/NO2ywQS6_XI/s1600-h/family+day+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231948064220573362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJudC1so7rI/AAAAAAAAAdk/NO2ywQS6_XI/s320/family+day+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJucz7fnJ1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/BHLqWIapwMQ/s1600-h/family+day+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231947808078505810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJucz7fnJ1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/BHLqWIapwMQ/s320/family+day+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-7251826500716540206?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/7251826500716540206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=7251826500716540206' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7251826500716540206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/7251826500716540206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-day-at-mcrd.html' title='Family Day at MCRD'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJub9R0_FuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8WZS0eDT7fQ/s72-c/family+day+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6789125939610719945</id><published>2008-08-07T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:48:41.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday we left Fresno around 8:30am to head down to So. Cal.  Our first stop was the Reagan Library. Chief driver - Dave was in the Captains chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsIt4W8J0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/ibcXdKMCXm8/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784976436700994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsIt4W8J0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/ibcXdKMCXm8/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the entrance to the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsIid8_8hI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UEbapu8SxZE/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784780370014738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsIid8_8hI/AAAAAAAAAcU/UEbapu8SxZE/s320/158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting some goofy shots in front of Marine 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsIaQ99pDI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8nIx4Dczwf0/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784639445443634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsIaQ99pDI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8nIx4Dczwf0/s320/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave in front of Air Force 1.  He was so enthralled with reading every detail about the Reagans as wel as AF1.  It was pretty amazing to see this huge plane in the building and then to walk through it knowing that they had been there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsILOuYOjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/K8c1XFa5Ri8/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784381145168434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsILOuYOjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/K8c1XFa5Ri8/s320/173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dave and I in front of Marine 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsICtQ-CSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/rFjzLDyTtAY/s1600-h/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784234724493602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsICtQ-CSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/rFjzLDyTtAY/s320/180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of Nancy Reagan's gowns.  They had many, many gowns on display, so this is just a small sampling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784503358503762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsISWATu1I/AAAAAAAAAcE/7mjQAT10ixc/s320/161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nick catching some Zzzzzzzzzzz's on the way down to San Diego from the Library.  It took us over four hours to get there...various slow downs along the way...typical southern California driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsH5XARUzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZVV7OMV5m68/s1600-h/189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784074130051890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsH5XARUzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZVV7OMV5m68/s320/189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gabe finally made it!  His plane was delayed getting in because of storms in Denver.  He finally arrived at 8:30.  It was so good to see him.  He's so cute!  I know I'm partial as his auntie.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231783794373963234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsHpE1OLeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/HooLByNfmH0/s320/190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After driving around for a while trying to find a place to eat, we finally settled in on Carl's Jr. It was already 9pm and we were all starving! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsHxgVLd6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/dp_wEQo93uQ/s1600-h/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231783939194714018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsHxgVLd6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/dp_wEQo93uQ/s320/194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now we are off to the Depot to see Josh!  I'll be back tonight with lots of pictures of him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-6789125939610719945?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/6789125939610719945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=6789125939610719945' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6789125939610719945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/6789125939610719945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/were-here.html' title='We&apos;re here!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJsIt4W8J0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/ibcXdKMCXm8/s72-c/154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-3266717024619950813</id><published>2008-08-05T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:52:57.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to get Josh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't have pictures yet, but check back on Thursday night and I hope to, because we are leaving tomorrow for San Diego!  We are all so excited and can hardly wait to see Josh.  Nick and Ashlie are going with us, so it ought to be a fun time.  Nick will keep us all laughing for sure! We are also picking up my nephew Gabe at the airport tomorrow night - yeah!  We see Josh for the first time in 13 weeks on Thursday afternoon.  He gets about 5 hours of free time on the base with us.  What he doesn't know is that his Grandma and Grandpa Teter (a former marine himself) are coming in from Arizona, as well as Aunt Pat and Uncle Bob from Las Vegas.  He will be so excited!  We will miss my parents not being there, but my dad is having some health issues and isn't up to the trip.  Love you Mom and Dad!  Stay tuned...see you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-3266717024619950813?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/3266717024619950813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=3266717024619950813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3266717024619950813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/3266717024619950813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/going-to-get-josh.html' title='Going to get Josh!'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-4762146212849378566</id><published>2008-08-04T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:46:55.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Saturday was deep-clean-the-kitchen-day. Do any of you ever do that? I do the regular wiping off of surfaces and that kind of thing, but every so often, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; 4-6months, I just feel like the kitchen needs a real good overhaul. So that's what I did for half the day Saturday. Usually it's family coming in or some big event that pushes me into gear for a "deep cleaning". This time it's Josh coming home for 10 days of leave (we pick him up on Friday!!!). Not that he would really care if it's clean or &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; clean, but it matters to me, and lets me relax a little more while he's here....probably the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;melancholy&lt;/span&gt; in me that likes my ducks in a row. Below are two of my kitchen "friends", Ajax and bleach. All the counters got a good bleaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdEsKAdQmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zEGQpIPsSf4/s1600-h/IMG_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230725017605325410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdEsKAdQmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zEGQpIPsSf4/s320/IMG_1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While the counters were being bleached, the oven went on self-clean. I don't know why they call it that; you still have to wipe it out when it's done. So maybe it should be called partial self-cleaning. And it stinks something awful while it's doing its thing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230723170561032546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdDApOyAWI/AAAAAAAAAaE/gwvRhVpHfL8/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the stove. Yuk! Do any of you hate cleaning the stove as much as me. My sis, Tina, has always had gas stoves and secretly I'm jealous. They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; much easier to clean. These drop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ins&lt;/span&gt; have to wiped out underneath...if you can get your hand down in there far enough. The worst part are the burner pans and rings. I really, really don't like to clean them...scrub, scrub, scrub and they don't look a lot different. Of course when I get in this mode, I want every spot on any surface GONE! So when I get to cleaning these things, it really makes for an interesting time because these rings and covers NEVER come completely clean. Any suggestions on what to use on them? I got out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Brillo&lt;/span&gt; pads (like SOS) and Ajax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdEV3CZAGI/AAAAAAAAAas/cOEuobnkBg8/s1600-h/IMG_1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230723427930226978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdDPoAYQSI/AAAAAAAAAaU/gecpw2TB-80/s320/IMG_1362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Doesn't this look like fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230724345300585154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdEFBehCsI/AAAAAAAAAac/SPncXgoQf6s/s320/IMG_1363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our floor in the kitchen &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; I mopped it. This is where the finish appears to have come off, so it's always darker than the rest of the floor. It's clean, really it is! One day I'll have a new floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdEP0enOKI/AAAAAAAAAak/RI9dYXkCHxA/s1600-h/IMG_1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230724530789890210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdEP0enOKI/AAAAAAAAAak/RI9dYXkCHxA/s320/IMG_1365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I got under the sink too. I do keep up with this fairly well since the trash sits under the sink, but it needed a good wiping down too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230723292274385570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdDHupgYqI/AAAAAAAAAaM/qy8PTQmo_pg/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Diesel didn't seem to care much about my obsessive-compulsive cleaning day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230725208594500898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdE3Rf0zSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PUzVf0IvcZ8/s320/IMG_1357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;! The stove is done! I was actually pretty pleased with it. The burner rings came cleaner than I thought they would and I just covered up those burner pans with good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' aluminum foil. Tacky or not, keeps the mess down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230722797749694178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdCq8ZobuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8fnghcjHxk0/s320/IMG_1364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nice clean counters... Now I won't want to cook in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230722363980152706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdCRse6f4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/PCMKEjKBCLQ/s320/IMG_1360.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Oven is clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230731416947623954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdKgpajiBI/AAAAAAAAAbU/veLF1vJjqSQ/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...this doesn't look a whole lot different, but it is cleaner and I feel better.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230731217595023426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdKVCxMQEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/jJTHVaT1BdQ/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the next big event for today. We are getting cable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;! For some of you, that may not be a big deal, but we have &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; had cable. Well, that's not actually true. We did have it for 3 months on a trial basis once, but we decided we needed other things worse, so we ditched it. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; has been sitting in the family room all weekend. The cable guy was supposed to come on Friday, but was running late, so we had to reschedule for today. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; is a beast to move! We are very grateful to my mom and dad for giving it to us - we love it - but it's a beast to move. So we opted to leave it there for the weekend. Maybe the next post will show us watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and enjoying a cleaner house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230725375874731714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdFBAqijsI/AAAAAAAAAbE/RuTH2NScAbQ/s320/IMG_1351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2619445472405300119-4762146212849378566?l=tetertots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/feeds/4762146212849378566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2619445472405300119&amp;postID=4762146212849378566' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4762146212849378566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2619445472405300119/posts/default/4762146212849378566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetertots.blogspot.com/2008/08/deep-cleaning.html' title='Deep Cleaning'/><author><name>teters4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682221313468278295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SRZwQG26OQI/AAAAAAAABGM/Zuz1zFpiKKE/S220/IMG_1067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JfWLJk-dU9U/SJdEsKAdQmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zEGQpIPsSf4/s72-c/IMG_1355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2619445472405300119.post-6767650945686998545</id><published>2008-08-02T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:36:01.649-07:00</updated><ti
