<?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-507511977794828086</id><updated>2012-01-28T09:34:51.052-08:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='Biking'/><category term='field guides'/><category term='a good day'/><category term='Awesomeness'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Chickens'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='Ducks'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='music'/><category term='Bunnies'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Foster Care'/><category term='kingdom bound'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>WheelieGirl</title><subtitle type='html'>Life on wheels</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>414</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5908107052267278400</id><published>2012-01-28T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:34:51.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite People</title><content type='html'>It was brought to my attention last week that I do not blog enough. I shall try to fix that but, knowing myself, I wont make any promises. Last Saturday we had a family get together at my Aunt's house. I just love my family! I am so blessed and thankful that we have stayed in touch, get along (for the most part),  and can laugh at each others sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTAWuNMXjOw/TyQskW4vYbI/AAAAAAAACHY/fvo3h1ZDJC0/s1600/IMG_8748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702732031288369586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTAWuNMXjOw/TyQskW4vYbI/AAAAAAAACHY/fvo3h1ZDJC0/s400/IMG_8748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was also my Aunt and Grandma's birthday. We even had a fashion show. I wont post picture of that because it was just too funny and I don't want to humiliate anyone on the Internet. But believe me, they are great. My face hurt from laughing so hard. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04PHVa45xgo/TyQskPSyRMI/AAAAAAAACHM/sEWCKmZxowg/s1600/IMG_8741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702732029250127042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04PHVa45xgo/TyQskPSyRMI/AAAAAAAACHM/sEWCKmZxowg/s400/IMG_8741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IqOtqnXODlA/TyQsl7BLqfI/AAAAAAAACHk/C1PWzA6JXnU/s1600/IMG_8781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702732058167323122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IqOtqnXODlA/TyQsl7BLqfI/AAAAAAAACHk/C1PWzA6JXnU/s400/IMG_8781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a day filled with some of my favorite people. I love you all so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5908107052267278400?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5908107052267278400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5908107052267278400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5908107052267278400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5908107052267278400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2012/01/favorite-people.html' title='Favorite People'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTAWuNMXjOw/TyQskW4vYbI/AAAAAAAACHY/fvo3h1ZDJC0/s72-c/IMG_8748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3779474855165708706</id><published>2012-01-17T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:35:44.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Work in Progress</title><content type='html'>I started a painting, its green. Very green. All green.  The color green seems to be the only thing I can paint.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nE4HqNIIU0/TxYgnGIa35I/AAAAAAAACHA/eti0ozFcgUw/s1600/IMG_8587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 295px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698778234516856722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nE4HqNIIU0/TxYgnGIa35I/AAAAAAAACHA/eti0ozFcgUw/s400/IMG_8587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is going to be a fence and some Amish boys with a horse and wagon. I am a bit nervous about the horse. We'll see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3779474855165708706?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3779474855165708706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3779474855165708706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3779474855165708706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3779474855165708706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2012/01/work-in-progress.html' title='A Work in Progress'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nE4HqNIIU0/TxYgnGIa35I/AAAAAAAACHA/eti0ozFcgUw/s72-c/IMG_8587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4936831475660072290</id><published>2012-01-05T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:20:51.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sadness of it All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ex_x7wKiwc/TwYkqmwBG6I/AAAAAAAACG0/EXZIRC-Tq90/s1600/DSC_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 268px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694279093231623074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ex_x7wKiwc/TwYkqmwBG6I/AAAAAAAACG0/EXZIRC-Tq90/s400/DSC_1261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost every winter I lose a chicken, the blustery cold is hard on my hens. Sadly this year it was my beautiful Einstein. My grandma chicken that for some reason reminded me a Betty White. She was nine year old. She made it into a lot of my posts about my birds, here are a few.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/genealogy-of-chickens.html"&gt;http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/genealogy-of-chickens.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2009/07/success.html"&gt;http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2009/07/success.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2009/08/bigger-and-bigger.html"&gt;http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2009/08/bigger-and-bigger.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( I don't really know how to post links so I hope this works) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4936831475660072290?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4936831475660072290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4936831475660072290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4936831475660072290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4936831475660072290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2012/01/sadness-of-it-all.html' title='The Sadness of it All'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ex_x7wKiwc/TwYkqmwBG6I/AAAAAAAACG0/EXZIRC-Tq90/s72-c/DSC_1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7629283763278970829</id><published>2012-01-03T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:53:19.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBontgE_n0I/TwNB2hT5OKI/AAAAAAAACGc/MLfqSHFRCVU/s1600/IMG_7761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693466758836992162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBontgE_n0I/TwNB2hT5OKI/AAAAAAAACGc/MLfqSHFRCVU/s400/IMG_7761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sticky buns!! The best Christmas tradition.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693458763670543986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SW_Wg9c5IL4/TwM6lI_q3nI/AAAAAAAACF4/RaNHymvp9WM/s400/IMG_7661.JPG" /&gt;The tree looked great with the presents under it and surprisingly the candy made it til after Christmas. Now the whole bottom half is rather bare.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFRnVX2j3xw/TwM5tVUbveI/AAAAAAAACFU/X6Z5hTIsK44/s1600/IMG_7676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693457804906184162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFRnVX2j3xw/TwM5tVUbveI/AAAAAAAACFU/X6Z5hTIsK44/s400/IMG_7676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The red heads were with us Christmas day. It's always more fun with little kids, except for red head number one who decided he didn't like any of his gifts. So he was mad at Santa for part of the day. He got over it relatively quickly and by the end of the day was playing happily with his new toys. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htuZm26C08A/TwM5sm4RhaI/AAAAAAAACFI/G8ipS8tv6a4/s1600/IMG_7682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693457792440042914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-htuZm26C08A/TwM5sm4RhaI/AAAAAAAACFI/G8ipS8tv6a4/s400/IMG_7682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samantha received a rat. A real live rat. She is the cutest thing ever. And for future reference, don't let the Hurst women walk into a pet store a few day before Christmas. We cave almost every time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hh4KY_P9dBg/TwM5sMQa5CI/AAAAAAAACE8/rnG4BZj4pyM/s1600/IMG_7699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693457785293562914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hh4KY_P9dBg/TwM5sMQa5CI/AAAAAAAACE8/rnG4BZj4pyM/s400/IMG_7699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6A-Db0oU50/TwM6MgtzX2I/AAAAAAAACFg/-Iwys-1ZJh8/s1600/IMG_7885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 134px; height: 200px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693458340541325154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6A-Db0oU50/TwM6MgtzX2I/AAAAAAAACFg/-Iwys-1ZJh8/s200/IMG_7885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJiBjhidknA/TwM6MzLIZJI/AAAAAAAACFs/eubOP-7lZpQ/s1600/IMG_7882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 134px; height: 200px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693458345496175762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJiBjhidknA/TwM6MzLIZJI/AAAAAAAACFs/eubOP-7lZpQ/s200/IMG_7882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed to Pennsylvania the Thursday after Christmas to visit Pap and Grandma. We ate chocolate, watched some football, and call a ambulance (this part wasn't very enjoyable). Don't worry, Pap is doing much better. We left Saturday and to our surprise Grandma liked the red heads so much she wanted to keep them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693457778062338642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sT-D9NnFIrY/TwM5rxUXKlI/AAAAAAAACEw/AMiZtPeVJVk/s400/IMG_7740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a good Christmas too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7629283763278970829?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7629283763278970829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7629283763278970829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7629283763278970829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7629283763278970829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-recap.html' title='Christmas Recap'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBontgE_n0I/TwNB2hT5OKI/AAAAAAAACGc/MLfqSHFRCVU/s72-c/IMG_7761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6463601712295718393</id><published>2011-12-25T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T17:09:26.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ML-kbOoZCsg" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am so glad that baby was born! Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6463601712295718393?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/6463601712295718393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=6463601712295718393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6463601712295718393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6463601712295718393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ML-kbOoZCsg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4331231182328146637</id><published>2011-12-24T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T18:37:55.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Sleep Til Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6guVKTsmmBs" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree is finely finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yM7vtyqyH_A/TvaJv0A-qVI/AAAAAAAACEk/KanhV8mFdXY/s1600/IMG_7658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689886633738807634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yM7vtyqyH_A/TvaJv0A-qVI/AAAAAAAACEk/KanhV8mFdXY/s400/IMG_7658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ljwZEceQbs/TvaJviZrs5I/AAAAAAAACEY/mzEwm61e3lQ/s1600/IMG_7656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689886629010584466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ljwZEceQbs/TvaJviZrs5I/AAAAAAAACEY/mzEwm61e3lQ/s400/IMG_7656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A day filled with last minute preparations. Christmas here we come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I find the video to this video really annoying, but it was the best I could find)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4331231182328146637?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4331231182328146637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4331231182328146637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4331231182328146637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4331231182328146637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-more-sleep-til-christmas.html' title='One More Sleep Til Christmas'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6guVKTsmmBs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1987360447979620288</id><published>2011-12-23T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T14:08:00.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days</title><content type='html'>Italian. A natale Puoi- At christmas you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8cXyvARZvQg" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas and Free hugs! What could be better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1987360447979620288?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1987360447979620288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1987360447979620288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1987360447979620288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1987360447979620288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-days.html' title='2 Days'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8cXyvARZvQg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3564889991600807366</id><published>2011-12-22T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T13:23:37.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days</title><content type='html'>Christmas in Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1E0wiw4LRcI" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin a little green out.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qPwaTgmXxyE/TvOcwuz0imI/AAAAAAAACEM/_g77a1Ts9ao/s1600/IMG_7624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689063115312106082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qPwaTgmXxyE/TvOcwuz0imI/AAAAAAAACEM/_g77a1Ts9ao/s400/IMG_7624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3564889991600807366?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3564889991600807366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3564889991600807366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3564889991600807366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3564889991600807366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/3-days.html' title='3 Days'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1E0wiw4LRcI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-213976595476041113</id><published>2011-12-21T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:04:05.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 5 and 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;French and Gaelic(Irish). I am adjusting my count down so Saturday will be one day til Christmas instead of Christmas day being day one.   &lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sUKExEHpB0s" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday evening we and a surprise employee Christmas party for my boss. We made cookies and food and showed up at her house singing Christmas songs. She was truly surprised! We all had lots of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K7rCfRP3MTI" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm just about done wrapping my gifts, its really Christmas time!! But by the look outside we might have a green one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-213976595476041113?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/213976595476041113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=213976595476041113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/213976595476041113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/213976595476041113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/days-5-and-4.html' title='Days 5 and 4'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sUKExEHpB0s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3235745564108441152</id><published>2011-12-20T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T07:55:17.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 7 and 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The carol of the bells is one of my favorite Christmas songs.&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e9GtPX6c_kg" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I figured that every country speaks music so an instrumental here and there could apply to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/94uUcZ4C2mU" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;By the look in this video it looks like Christmas but to tell you the truth, I don't speak Russian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3235745564108441152?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3235745564108441152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3235745564108441152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3235745564108441152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3235745564108441152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/days-7-and-6.html' title='Days 7 and 6'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/e9GtPX6c_kg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5834802401426580020</id><published>2011-12-18T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T17:59:12.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sugar Cookie Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uNv8WYEm5pw" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I decided to make sugar cookies. I have never made them  before so this was a first for me. All was going well and I spent an entire day rolling, cutting, and baking. I had it on good authority that they tasted wonderful, no disaster there. The first tragedy hit while the cookies were cooling, objects fell from the cupboard and landed on my cookies, breaking several. It was sad. But I had made a double batch so it wasn't really a big deal. I had places to be so I didn't have time to frost them in the same day, so after they cooled I put them in bags and left them sit on the counter. As I was away, I received this text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today will be known as the great sugar cookie disaster of 2011. Two year olds, old dogs, and sugar cookies don't mix.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In short, red head number three climbed onto the counter and feed more than half my cookies to the dog. Needless to say, I was not happy. It was truly sad. I frosted the unharmed cookie but as they were being carried from our dining room to the kitchen, they were dropped on the floor, resulting in more broken cookies. I didn't wont that many sugar cookies anyway (sarcasm).  But I have to say the survivors look pretty darn good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAnFa9_cXO8/Tu6SIqkFg6I/AAAAAAAACEE/-69FKvmjUTQ/s1600/IMG_7334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687644056977769378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAnFa9_cXO8/Tu6SIqkFg6I/AAAAAAAACEE/-69FKvmjUTQ/s400/IMG_7334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dE5kCuK0lJY/Tu6SIOFI_1I/AAAAAAAACD0/8CZha9BhXvU/s1600/IMG_7331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687644049331781458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dE5kCuK0lJY/Tu6SIOFI_1I/AAAAAAAACD0/8CZha9BhXvU/s400/IMG_7331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HgJ2gnVZXFQ/Tu6SHnYhxoI/AAAAAAAACDo/DlB_IoSgjsM/s1600/IMG_7328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687644038944114306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HgJ2gnVZXFQ/Tu6SHnYhxoI/AAAAAAAACDo/DlB_IoSgjsM/s400/IMG_7328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_15hDlwmMMQ/Tu6SHfc2FGI/AAAAAAAACDc/K2kxNzoaUxw/s1600/IMG_7274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 246px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687644036814738530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_15hDlwmMMQ/Tu6SHfc2FGI/AAAAAAAACDc/K2kxNzoaUxw/s400/IMG_7274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5834802401426580020?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5834802401426580020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5834802401426580020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5834802401426580020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5834802401426580020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/sugar-cookie-disaster.html' title='The Sugar Cookie Disaster'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uNv8WYEm5pw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1786452934512900605</id><published>2011-12-17T09:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:29:32.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SY-kfDH9ros" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/507511977794828086-1786452934512900605?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1786452934512900605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1786452934512900605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1786452934512900605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1786452934512900605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SY-kfDH9ros/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-721164547287520856</id><published>2011-12-16T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:26:52.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I missed yesterday so you get two songs today. &lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xCkFzWJuQlY" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that Christmas is just as good in other countries so I think this years count down songs will be in different languages. It should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UmsCzRezuJ0" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to make cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-721164547287520856?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/721164547287520856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=721164547287520856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/721164547287520856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/721164547287520856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/10-days.html' title='10 Days'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xCkFzWJuQlY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-81801736644211838</id><published>2011-12-14T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T17:24:39.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days Til Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EgoaehDEBrU" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;It seems I have missed a day and it is really 11 days til Christmas. You see, I was counting Christmas morning as the twelfth day. Anyway, my count down of a Christmas song a day will begin today. 11 days til Christmas. All my shopping is done! Again this year, I did all my shopping online and I am telling you, its the way to go. It saves me time and money and everything comes in a box which makes for easy rapping. The halls have been decked and the tree is almost finished. It feels like Christmas. And I ate a cookie the other day that tasted like Christmas. Nothing tastes better than Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-81801736644211838?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/81801736644211838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=81801736644211838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/81801736644211838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/81801736644211838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-til-christmas.html' title='12 Days Til Christmas'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EgoaehDEBrU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1837899118940612148</id><published>2011-12-08T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:46:26.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of Christmas Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683839729244775650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-41KOFgOnY/TuEOHpXjJOI/AAAAAAAACDU/pbDkrQM0zsA/s400/151893929_uHQrhYmU_c%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;I saw this wreath and I loved it so much I had to make one myself. So off to the craft store I went. I bought new yarn, a wire wreath circle thing, and half a bazillion Styrofoam balls. Just so you know this is the most expensive wreath I have ever made. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683839728283180306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGPQSYiX59k/TuEOHlySXRI/AAAAAAAACDE/GnejAuO4A1U/s400/IMG_7110.JPG" /&gt;I Started with covering the wire circle in yarn (it didn't take as long as I thought it would). I then covered the Styrofoam balls with several different colors of yarn (this took longer than I thought it would).  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683839711066550722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XU_hcYHfMg8/TuEOGlphccI/AAAAAAAACC8/EvL3X3FoMOA/s400/IMG_7113.JPG" /&gt;Using a hot glue gun, I attached the balls to the circle. I added some little birds, and a wooden snowflake with tinny &lt;span id="1" class=" to_transl_class" title="Click to correct"&gt;stockings&lt;/span&gt;  ( I don't have nice little snowflakes)&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 378px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683839703981546114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAms-wdHyvA/TuEOGLQU2oI/AAAAAAAACCs/IAE2qGR6tZI/s400/IMG_7145.JPG" /&gt;Ta Da!!&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/507511977794828086-1837899118940612148?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1837899118940612148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1837899118940612148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1837899118940612148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1837899118940612148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/bit-of-christmas-joy.html' title='A Bit of Christmas Joy'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-41KOFgOnY/TuEOHpXjJOI/AAAAAAAACDU/pbDkrQM0zsA/s72-c/151893929_uHQrhYmU_c%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4083478226150621472</id><published>2011-12-04T16:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:00:56.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCJsgP0Kk8U/TtwXG9ohG9I/AAAAAAAACCg/pGiUGBh0oC0/s1600/IMG_7105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682442238225882066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCJsgP0Kk8U/TtwXG9ohG9I/AAAAAAAACCg/pGiUGBh0oC0/s400/IMG_7105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682437839780839250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pY1V3CakGU4/TtwTG8Jf_1I/AAAAAAAACCI/mFrvkrWJB0I/s400/IMG_7033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we got our tree. We did it a little different this year and we cut our own. The family hiked up into the tree lot and I dutifully waited in the car. (with a giant goat walking around and the rain, I think I was the smart one) &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 274px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682437373780704498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhPJxH6pR00/TtwSr0KaPPI/AAAAAAAACB0/-D8387BYZTI/s400/IMG_7055.JPG" /&gt;It was a painless adventure and the tree went up without a hitch. The plan is to decorate with edible ornaments. So when Christmas is over, instead of having to pack things away we can just eat it.&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;     The lights can go on tomorrow, and then the rest of the house will fallow with Christmas joy. Its going to be good! (blogger is making me mad right now; every time I move something it deletes something else)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/507511977794828086-4083478226150621472?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4083478226150621472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4083478226150621472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4083478226150621472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4083478226150621472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCJsgP0Kk8U/TtwXG9ohG9I/AAAAAAAACCg/pGiUGBh0oC0/s72-c/IMG_7105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-8017565036083750200</id><published>2011-11-25T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T12:22:23.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Give thanks...&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679029160426147666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxgouB45S3k/Ts_27sBJD1I/AAAAAAAAB_s/Bos1tSWLLyc/s400/IMG_6642.JPG" /&gt;For pumpkins and able hands to carve them. (I only cut myself once)&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679029154424647634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ftqg0Zf-_fI/Ts_27VqRb9I/AAAAAAAAB_g/PdWHpm_Wgos/s400/IMG_6723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For lots and lots of good food.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679028260518467346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3m2EE0mHzhc/Ts_2HTmblxI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/jGNPQNIQJNk/s400/IMG_6710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For family, friends, and pretty things.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679028254333944850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yju1I3vSFFo/Ts_2G8j7RBI/AAAAAAAAB_I/LLS-mudRC6E/s400/IMG_6767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For after dinner pumpkin/potato launching. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679028248482838898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQjcbBewiqM/Ts_2Gmw6eXI/AAAAAAAAB-8/qfT3ax-6Ncg/s400/IMG_6771.JPG" /&gt;A good day!&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/507511977794828086-8017565036083750200?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/8017565036083750200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=8017565036083750200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8017565036083750200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8017565036083750200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxgouB45S3k/Ts_27sBJD1I/AAAAAAAAB_s/Bos1tSWLLyc/s72-c/IMG_6642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5164738475975325226</id><published>2011-11-23T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:17:20.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latest Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I am older then I was yesterday and older than I was last year. Today is my birthday! I don't feel older and I hope I don't look older. Anyway, here is my most recent work of art. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 329px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678299866804653234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzWwNgf-Hw/Ts1fpNkKDLI/AAAAAAAAB-w/fybxMA2Y0Cg/s400/IMG_6632.JPG" /&gt;Its small, only 6in x 6in, and only took me about an hour to complete but I like it.  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 396px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678299259599750722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hb8pETQLgiQ/Ts1fF3jOhkI/AAAAAAAAB-k/8oSvbXfMEOo/s400/IMG_6634.JPG" /&gt;I still don't know what I'm going to call it. I have never been very good at naming things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5164738475975325226?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5164738475975325226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5164738475975325226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5164738475975325226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5164738475975325226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-latest-work.html' title='My Latest Work'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzWwNgf-Hw/Ts1fpNkKDLI/AAAAAAAAB-w/fybxMA2Y0Cg/s72-c/IMG_6632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5404124754234611592</id><published>2011-11-12T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T09:01:13.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishful Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I like so many others missed 11.11.11. It would have been nice to write something about it but, to tell you the truth, I rarely know the correct date. Today I know it is the 12th because yesterday was the 11th and I missed it. I believe today is Saturday &lt;font size="1"&gt;(I have been off a day all week)&lt;/font&gt; and that will have to be enough. Someday I will get it together and remember these kinds of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. Behind me is a conversation between our foster boys that "monkey pants" is not a nice thing to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5404124754234611592?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5404124754234611592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5404124754234611592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5404124754234611592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5404124754234611592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/11/wishful-thinking.html' title='Wishful Thinking'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4663026802716566741</id><published>2011-11-01T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:52:40.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>Dylan has formed a close friendship with a chicken. He calls her Best Friend, unless you ask him and then he calls her Blue. He lets her in the house whenever no one is looking. Its funny how much she likes him. They hang out a lot. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670052455478441314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WOd0zGtWvE/TrASqsKftWI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/6KBAx07yMWQ/s400/IMG_6315.JPG" /&gt; Snack time with Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670055190343093090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nJphXPqEU1w/TrAVJ4VCi2I/AAAAAAAAB9c/RYdiR-XWUzE/s400/IMG_6203.JPG" /&gt;A walk with Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670052445265410370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JpN9b5rx7IQ/TrASqGHhOUI/AAAAAAAAB9E/N5cGz3UVILw/s400/IMG_6301.JPG" /&gt; Story time with Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670052442204537906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvQ3PDgT4d4/TrASp6twBDI/AAAAAAAAB84/Mb7-aumwUSU/s400/IMG_6291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4663026802716566741?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4663026802716566741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4663026802716566741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4663026802716566741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4663026802716566741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/11/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WOd0zGtWvE/TrASqsKftWI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/6KBAx07yMWQ/s72-c/IMG_6315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7005679197200368856</id><published>2011-10-27T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:44:48.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 27</title><content type='html'>I knew this day would come, it is a day that I have been dreading. Inevitable I know but slightly depressing none the less. A disheartening feeling fell on the ground in the form of snow. SNOW! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668241916682435890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQp_MNMRR3g/Tqmj_djV_TI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/3KskxQxPiBk/s400/IMG_6350.JPG" /&gt;Its too early for this. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668241918481860226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HxsDgVjnmI/Tqmj_kQXBoI/AAAAAAAAB8c/0wHF9K-7Zmk/s400/IMG_6354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only up side, aside from the cold and the wet, is that it is beautiful. I love the way it looks but hate the way it feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7005679197200368856?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7005679197200368856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7005679197200368856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7005679197200368856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7005679197200368856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-27.html' title='October 27'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQp_MNMRR3g/Tqmj_djV_TI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/3KskxQxPiBk/s72-c/IMG_6350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6870784407382958768</id><published>2011-10-22T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T14:52:06.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>This year I really wanted to carve pumpkins. So I did! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666432443906207858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvrI0AINi6g/TqM2SSLHMHI/AAAAAAAAB7s/pM66C4e58Ho/s400/IMG_6217.JPG" /&gt;I can't claim originality on the face above. I saw it in a magazine and he was just so dang cute I had to have one. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666432455266543026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1Uf3oDtOKo/TqM2S8foJbI/AAAAAAAAB74/Z-Y1sLVl5_g/s400/IMG_6222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSJS9py1kGE/TqM3vJGq7UI/AAAAAAAAB8E/C_BNjTi8MNM/s1600/IMG_6225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666434039199493442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSJS9py1kGE/TqM3vJGq7UI/AAAAAAAAB8E/C_BNjTi8MNM/s200/IMG_6225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried something new, so my brain wouldn't get mushy, I did pumpkin scraping. I taped pressed maple leaves to the sides and using a pin I poked the outline. Then I attacked it with the finest green little exact-o knife that I owned. The result was really cool, however, I left it inside too long and it went moldy. Thus the odd discolorations seen in the photo. The red heads each did a pumpkin as well and I must say they did very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6870784407382958768?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/6870784407382958768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=6870784407382958768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6870784407382958768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6870784407382958768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkins'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvrI0AINi6g/TqM2SSLHMHI/AAAAAAAAB7s/pM66C4e58Ho/s72-c/IMG_6217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3754870120773596172</id><published>2011-10-21T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T11:21:47.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>401</title><content type='html'>My last post was my 400th post and I failed to mention it. That's a number I can live with! This is post 401! Anywho, our diet is over (thank heavens). Fifteen days have never felt so long. It wasn't all bad, the fruit was good and I have a new enjoyment for various squashes. The last few days were the hardest, we caved on the evening of day 14 and ordered a pizza. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666007317732072290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRbfH-IB-HU/TqGzorwvG2I/AAAAAAAAB7I/fjaG97zmszE/s400/IMG_6113.JPG" /&gt;Autumn is over here, the leaves are not very pretty anymore. Again this year we made it to ride the ski lift. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDjUmmFSHH0/TqG0JYdklmI/AAAAAAAAB7g/_vPWSJli70M/s1600/IMG_6111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666007879487100514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDjUmmFSHH0/TqG0JYdklmI/AAAAAAAAB7g/_vPWSJli70M/s200/IMG_6111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather was perfect and the leaves were at the peak of perfec&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PM5du83d7-w/TqG0Ixi2KwI/AAAAAAAAB7U/juTxndyaSno/s1600/IMG_6104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666007869040241410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PM5du83d7-w/TqG0Ixi2KwI/AAAAAAAAB7U/juTxndyaSno/s200/IMG_6104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"And the glory of the LORD will be revealed, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="FALINK_1_0_0" class="FAAdLink" href="http://bible.cc/isaiah/40-5.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;all mankind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; together will see it. For the mouth of the LORD has spoken." Isaiah 40:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/40-6.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3754870120773596172?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3754870120773596172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3754870120773596172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3754870120773596172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3754870120773596172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/10/401.html' title='401'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRbfH-IB-HU/TqGzorwvG2I/AAAAAAAAB7I/fjaG97zmszE/s72-c/IMG_6113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3323572087740348275</id><published>2011-10-17T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:34:18.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wedding</title><content type='html'>Last week I went to my friends wedding. It was wonderful! I was so happy I cried. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664498174977041858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlS9nlNYODk/TpxXFA5a5cI/AAAAAAAAB6w/wyrYH-BfFb4/s400/james%2Band%2Blyn11.jpg" /&gt;The wedding had a theme of country casual (cowboy boots and jeans) and I had nothing to fit the bill. So I went shopping with the thought that it was going to be difficult. I thought I had prepared myself enough but I was wrong. I got so frustrated I almost cried. Why am I such a weird shape? In one brand they fit around the waist but weren't long enough. When I found a pair that were long enough they didn't fit around my waist. One size was too small but the next size up was too big. Then I found a pair that fit both around my waist and were long enough but there were too big through the hips. This went on through four different stores. And what I thought would be a quick run to the store turned into a all day affair. The shoes were worse. I really wanted a nice pair of boots, they didn't have to be cowboy boots, just boots. But no, nothing can be easy. To cut that story short I wore a pair I already had. I finally gave up on the pants and on the way out of the store a grabbed a nice looking pair off the rack and bought them without even trying them on. I didn't know if they would fit or not I was just so sick of pants at that point I didn't care. The next day I tried them on and they fit perfectly! If I had know that was how it was going to work I would have randomly bought stuff in the first place and saved myself the trouble.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664498182287588594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FfLLGPW81E/TpxXFcIY_PI/AAAAAAAAB68/A6sRb8GQ5pE/s400/IMG_6071.JPG" /&gt; In the end it didn't matter, I had such a good time at the wedding that not once did I ever think about what I was wearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3323572087740348275?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3323572087740348275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3323572087740348275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3323572087740348275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3323572087740348275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/10/wedding.html' title='A Wedding'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlS9nlNYODk/TpxXFA5a5cI/AAAAAAAAB6w/wyrYH-BfFb4/s72-c/james%2Band%2Blyn11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-645819569044081158</id><published>2011-10-07T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:47:19.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking The Yard</title><content type='html'>So this juice fast/diet is hard. Harder then the Daniel fast. It requires us to drink green juices that smell like freshly cut grass. Yum. We are also allowed to eat fruit and veggie dishes, so we have a little bit of variety. I am, however, getting sick of zucchini. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660820075314066178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlQdoQ9IdJY/To9F3b5-swI/AAAAAAAAB6g/DpXiHrQaxt0/s400/IMG_5648.JPG" /&gt;Maybe if I Photograph it in different lighting it will taste better. Or add a pretty pink straw. Somehow, I think not. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660820087445176850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XYlatr-3KLI/To9F4JGQwhI/AAAAAAAAB6o/aHX7nQvlweI/s400/IMG_5654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wedding to go to Saturday and I will be taking a break for the reception. Because not eating the really really good food would be a insult...right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-645819569044081158?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/645819569044081158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=645819569044081158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/645819569044081158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/645819569044081158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/10/drinking-yard.html' title='Drinking The Yard'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlQdoQ9IdJY/To9F3b5-swI/AAAAAAAAB6g/DpXiHrQaxt0/s72-c/IMG_5648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4187960808280567138</id><published>2011-09-30T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:51:14.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><content type='html'>Today I thought about Christmas and how much I want it to be here. I can't wait to decorate and make cookies. The thought was brought to mind when I lite my peach smoothie scented candle. Which also made me think of how good a peach smoothie would be. Mom and I start a juice fast/diet on Monday. Nothing but homemade juice for fifteen days. We watched the documentary 'Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead' and became inspired. I wonder if peach smoothies would count? Also you can't buy banana chips in our town, sad. And I need to get my butt in gear and buy some pumpkins before it's too late. Speaking of butts, I need to buy pants for a wedding next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4187960808280567138?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4187960808280567138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4187960808280567138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4187960808280567138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4187960808280567138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6388327108393816691</id><published>2011-09-28T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:57:29.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO2EXlg_Sdw/ToOT3fcXaDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ADvjs4NP5uQ/s1600/IMG_5362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657528138450036786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO2EXlg_Sdw/ToOT3fcXaDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ADvjs4NP5uQ/s400/IMG_5362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finished my painting today. Nothing to fancy but I'm happy at how it turned out. I did this painting to try something new. I read in a magazine that rubbing alcohol does weird things to acrylic paint. Guess what? It does! I poured some on the background and it pushed the color around. However, when it drys it loses most of its coolness. Also, I used salt. You can kinda see the darker spots in the lower left hand corner. In short, I can make the same affect with a brush without having salt all over the place. But its good to try new things once in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6388327108393816691?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/6388327108393816691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=6388327108393816691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6388327108393816691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6388327108393816691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/moonlight.html' title='Moonlight'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO2EXlg_Sdw/ToOT3fcXaDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ADvjs4NP5uQ/s72-c/IMG_5362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1213579660144756558</id><published>2011-09-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T18:23:51.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change</title><content type='html'>Is my new font to hard to read?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1213579660144756558?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1213579660144756558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1213579660144756558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1213579660144756558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1213579660144756558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/change_27.html' title='A Change'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4404719206453957370</id><published>2011-09-27T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T18:12:41.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Funk</title><content type='html'>It is so easy for me to fall into a funk when it comes to blogging. I love to blog but when nothing but life is happening I stop. So I am updating to get me out of said funk. Work has picked up again so that is keeping me a little busy. I'm just about to finish a painting. It is of trees in the moonlight. Calling it "Trees in the moonlight" seems a bit obvious so I shall have to think of something better. I love trees. Fall is truly upon us now, I ate a apple today and it tasted like everything fall is. Yummmm! I have started reading 'The Guardian' by Nicolas Sparks. Its wonderful but it freaked me out last night and it took me forever to fall asleep. Something about stalkers have always freaked me out...creepy. Also, I must make a confession; I am somewhat obsessed with Americas Next Top Model. Mostly for the photography parts of it, I'm not about to go off and walk the runway &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(That would be something don't you think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I watch it when I have a free moment, which is part of the reason I haven't been blogging as much. Funny how that works isn't it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4404719206453957370?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4404719206453957370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4404719206453957370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4404719206453957370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4404719206453957370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/funk.html' title='A Funk'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-983053913119092608</id><published>2011-09-14T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:25:21.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of a Dog and a Cat</title><content type='html'>I thought this was so funny that I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Dairy of a dog-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;9:30 am- A car ride! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;9:40 am- A walk in the park! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;10:30 am- Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;12:00 pm- Milk bones! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;1:00 pm- Played in the yard! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;3:00pm- Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;5:00pm- Dinner! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm- Got to play ball! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;8:00pm- Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;11:00pm- Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Diary of a cat-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 983 of my Captivity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. &lt;/div&gt;The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Evil people!&lt;br /&gt;There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies". I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. &lt;br /&gt;Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. he is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him on an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-983053913119092608?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/983053913119092608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=983053913119092608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/983053913119092608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/983053913119092608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/diary-of-dog-and-cat.html' title='Diary of a Dog and a Cat'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1579250814907407961</id><published>2011-09-10T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T13:37:40.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Get Mad...</title><content type='html'>Get glads!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBTE8uI0Tek/TmvKMwEDc9I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/5obzoIPanW4/s1600/IMG_3889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650832477875565522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBTE8uI0Tek/TmvKMwEDc9I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/5obzoIPanW4/s400/IMG_3889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three of the twelve that I planted bloomed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1579250814907407961?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1579250814907407961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1579250814907407961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1579250814907407961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1579250814907407961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-get-mad.html' title='Don&apos;t Get Mad...'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBTE8uI0Tek/TmvKMwEDc9I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/5obzoIPanW4/s72-c/IMG_3889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3392736415556277290</id><published>2011-09-07T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:51:14.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I am pretty sure I say this every year but I will say it again; the seasons have gone by much to quickly. It is September already. The leafs have started to change color, littering the ground with their red and yellow hues. The smell of dying vegetation fills the air. This is my favorite time of the year. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649765796620916226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CiVNse5-5-o/TmgADuu91gI/AAAAAAAAB6I/ej5rabe0U68/s400/IMG_4617.JPG" /&gt;My flowers are still blooming. The clematis opened its only bud of the year to reveal lovely purple petals. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649765784496255874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdkdJMQo9Q8/TmgADBkOM4I/AAAAAAAAB6A/7178o1au6Ig/s400/IMG_4615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the little rudbeckia, for the first time, bloomed! This plant makes me happy. It was a reject plant, not expected to grow. I bought is for a $1.00. We showed them didn't we little plant, oh yes we did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3392736415556277290?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3392736415556277290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3392736415556277290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3392736415556277290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3392736415556277290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CiVNse5-5-o/TmgADuu91gI/AAAAAAAAB6I/ej5rabe0U68/s72-c/IMG_4617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3775850074297950645</id><published>2011-09-05T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T13:31:20.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello September</title><content type='html'>This past week has been interesting. For starters mom and dad went to Texas. Which left me with the kids for four days. I'm not sure why, but whenever I watch the boys they always seem to injure themselves. Red-head number one had a log attack him and his right side, from his shoulder to him ankle, is all scratched up. The days fallowing he wouldn't wear a shirt so that everyone could see his battle scares. Red-head number two got a bloody nose and has a lovely looking bruise between his eyes, which I am sure are both going to turn black. Red-head number three came out filthy but otherwise unscathed. Then as if running the house for four days wasn't hard enough, a creepy cat showed up. Well more of a kitten, but still creepy enough that we all rushed inside. This cat was missing its lower jaw. It was so gross to say the least. It hung out around the house and because I am who I am, I felt sorry for it. The thing was half starved so I had to feed it. We put a little dish of food in a cage and when it went in to eat we trapped it. This time we call the towns Animal Control Officer &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the fancy name for the dog catcher)&lt;/span&gt; . But the ACO doesn't deal with cats. How can you call yourself a ACO if you don't deal with cats? Are cats not animals anymore? They were no help at all so I kept feeding it. I refused to let anyone shot it because despite the fact of missing an important body part it was doing rather well. I named it Jaws and to cut a long story short, we found a home for it. And to make it even better she said she never puts cats to sleep &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( I hate animals being put to sleep) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and that her vet says that "if you put a cat in one room and its leg in another, it will heal." To all this moms says "Don't loss your kind heart, just get married". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3775850074297950645?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3775850074297950645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3775850074297950645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3775850074297950645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3775850074297950645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-september.html' title='Hello September'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2393278786586981967</id><published>2011-08-28T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T16:59:49.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-efbYWmsz63s/TlrUVA5PH7I/AAAAAAAAB54/D9YnQeK5pn8/s1600/yaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646058540344745906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-efbYWmsz63s/TlrUVA5PH7I/AAAAAAAAB54/D9YnQeK5pn8/s400/yaya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The peahen is still around. I am a sucker for anything that looks hungry. She has made herself right at home in the hollows next to the ducks. I feed her chicken food and she sneaks duck food, I guess she likes it because she is there every morning for more. Pickles has claimed her as his, he loves seeing her around. And it is so cute how he says her name "Yayayayayayayaaaa" &lt;br /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;She is so photogenic don't you think&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2393278786586981967?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2393278786586981967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2393278786586981967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2393278786586981967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2393278786586981967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/yaya.html' title='Yaya'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-efbYWmsz63s/TlrUVA5PH7I/AAAAAAAAB54/D9YnQeK5pn8/s72-c/yaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4611160359976591204</id><published>2011-08-27T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T08:50:29.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ducks'/><title type='text'>Ducks</title><content type='html'>I realized today that I have not posted pictures of the ducks lately. They got big. Ping looks about the same as she did before but Pong has really changed. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afBuphXm7pY/TlkQItAAEtI/AAAAAAAAB5w/OguMUn4_hBA/s1600/IMG_4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645561349590225618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afBuphXm7pY/TlkQItAAEtI/AAAAAAAAB5w/OguMUn4_hBA/s400/IMG_4122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has a green head now! But he has no quack; did you know that male ducks don't quack? Well, they don't, who knew right? &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645561339369712482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pTqCxNabXD8/TlkQIG7Pa2I/AAAAAAAAB5o/p1SnxKSrdhk/s400/IMG_4124.JPG" /&gt;They are so much fun to have around &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(at least I think so). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645561330844245202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VuadvVPCYfk/TlkQHnKnHNI/AAAAAAAAB5g/KqVHnqiYEH8/s400/IMG_4096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4611160359976591204?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4611160359976591204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4611160359976591204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4611160359976591204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4611160359976591204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/ducks.html' title='Ducks'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afBuphXm7pY/TlkQItAAEtI/AAAAAAAAB5w/OguMUn4_hBA/s72-c/IMG_4122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3535017773818999841</id><published>2011-08-18T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:24:53.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Thirty Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes creativity just grabs me and I am helpless against it. My only hope is that someone else sees my randomness as creativity as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnXFDPaGX-4/Tk2dz_ekOOI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/te_yz_1ZYx8/s1600/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642339424703625442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnXFDPaGX-4/Tk2dz_ekOOI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/te_yz_1ZYx8/s400/IMG_3949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Spearmint in a Vase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3535017773818999841?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3535017773818999841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3535017773818999841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3535017773818999841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3535017773818999841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-of-thirty-four.html' title='One of Thirty Four'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnXFDPaGX-4/Tk2dz_ekOOI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/te_yz_1ZYx8/s72-c/IMG_3949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7738918326145044409</id><published>2011-08-17T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T10:12:56.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>Columbus Zoo</title><content type='html'>The Columbus zoo is known for being one of the best zoos in the country. I can do nothing but agree with that. We had a wonderful day there. And it was a perfect day for the zoo, sunny with a slight breeze that made the 85 degree temperature beyond bearable. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641869432475169474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0pR6IDRm74/TkvyW1_RMsI/AAAAAAAAB5A/HMzw218S8dE/s400/IMG_3785.JPG" /&gt;Our favorite, by far, was the polar bears. It was so cool to be able to go underground and see them swim around. They looked like over sized teddy bears. They would sit on the glass directly above us and hop up and down. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641869424477663378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xvor4hwHVI/TkvyWYMg8JI/AAAAAAAAB44/ukL1tebF9hc/s400/IMG_3784.JPG" /&gt;Another favorite would be the kangaroos. We got so close we could reach out and touch it but the zookeeper was standing there so we didn't. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641871000387192370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBq6CPe58As/TkvzyG6oBjI/AAAAAAAAB5I/YCwIyTdNZ5U/s400/IMG_3849.JPG" /&gt;This one kangaroo was looking at me and every time I would move it would shift its head so it could see me better. I thought it was going to come over and kick me. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641871011980580146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0H8fgoUO4m0/TkvzyyGtFTI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/gAGL6_jG8TQ/s400/IMG_3850.JPG" /&gt;We also saw lions and tigers and bears, oh my! And they had a manatee, who we named Barbra. Flying foxes are one of the reasons I don't live in Asia, they are giant bats (Almost the size of a fox). It was so relaxing to walk around not having anywhere we needed to be. No rush; a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7738918326145044409?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7738918326145044409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7738918326145044409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7738918326145044409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7738918326145044409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/columbus-zoo.html' title='Columbus Zoo'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0pR6IDRm74/TkvyW1_RMsI/AAAAAAAAB5A/HMzw218S8dE/s72-c/IMG_3785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7995252783401426782</id><published>2011-08-16T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T15:02:35.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio or Bust</title><content type='html'>We've seem to spend a abnormal amount of time in Ohio this past month. A trip to the zoo, taking Spencer to camp electric, getting Spencer back from camp electric, plus a Beth Moore conference, equals way to much time in the car. Can anyone say bored! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641551864678538530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfkeVCjrnIw/TkrRh9wbXSI/AAAAAAAAB4I/ITSuIqjlWiU/s400/IMG_3642.JPG" /&gt;Beth Moore was wonderful. I really enjoy listening to her speak, she is so passionate. We &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( mom Samantha and I)&lt;/span&gt; drove down Friday morning and returned home on Sunday evening. I must say that singing praise songs with 7,000 women is pretty cool. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641548809610401954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EH_rTSscl-g/TkrOwIvbGKI/AAAAAAAAB3o/ka1RQf61XEo/s400/IMG_3671.JPG" /&gt;The conference itself was only Friday night and Saturday morning so we had a lot of time to kill in Columbus. So... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641548819438209298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54qyYA1o27g/TkrOwtWjiRI/AAAAAAAAB3w/ulnbACF5NEo/s400/IMG_3722.JPG" /&gt; ...we went to the Columbus zoo. But that is a post all of its own. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641548203008771074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y_uIhr4r5os/TkrOM0-UxAI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/tvFQ2plb3vo/s400/life%2Bis%2Bgood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7995252783401426782?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7995252783401426782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7995252783401426782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7995252783401426782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7995252783401426782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/ohio-or-bust.html' title='Ohio or Bust'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfkeVCjrnIw/TkrRh9wbXSI/AAAAAAAAB4I/ITSuIqjlWiU/s72-c/IMG_3642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3986916845266838828</id><published>2011-08-09T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:05:33.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Did the Peacock Cross the Road?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638979423809148226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7xS002V-lw/TkGt6MvhlUI/AAAAAAAAB24/B39MrBbvITY/s400/IMG_3469.JPG" /&gt;To visit the chicken on the other side. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638979439520499810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwY5-u3cPGU/TkGt7HRZyGI/AAAAAAAAB3I/q_P3C2yoQ4w/s400/IMG_3487.JPG" /&gt; For living in a town where nothing happens; lots of thing seem to happen. So I guess that makes our town a happening place. For instance like a peahen showing up in the back yard. It appeared yesterday and she seems to like it here because she was back again today. After calling the town we learned that no one is missing this lovely bird. Are you even allowed to raise peacocks? We named her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt; the Peahen and as always I want to keep her. But alas, the chickens don't like her, the ducks are indifferent, and mom says noway. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638979429028157234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SO9-XjAkX6s/TkGt6gL1VzI/AAAAAAAAB3A/j6YXPdScH8g/s400/IMG_3477.JPG" /&gt;As a little side note, these things are fast and for awhile we thought there were two of them (we're still not sure there isn't). The town recommended calling the dog catcher but as most dog catcher you seem to have to be mean and rude to catch a dog. So we are against that. Anyway, if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt; is going to stick around I'm going to feed her. What do peahens eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3986916845266838828?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3986916845266838828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3986916845266838828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3986916845266838828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3986916845266838828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-did-peacock-cross-road.html' title='Why Did the Peacock Cross the Road?'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7xS002V-lw/TkGt6MvhlUI/AAAAAAAAB24/B39MrBbvITY/s72-c/IMG_3469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4357650408744150142</id><published>2011-08-08T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T07:11:11.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished</title><content type='html'>I must say I think its one of my best ones. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638485346628682162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ry0U0XjYE_s/Tj_sjH0MQbI/AAAAAAAAB2w/w_I-0lr2lUQ/s400/IMG_3437.JPG" /&gt;And right about now its on its way to California. I hope I used enough bubble rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4357650408744150142?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4357650408744150142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4357650408744150142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4357650408744150142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4357650408744150142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/finished.html' title='Finished'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ry0U0XjYE_s/Tj_sjH0MQbI/AAAAAAAAB2w/w_I-0lr2lUQ/s72-c/IMG_3437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4068926122010866374</id><published>2011-08-06T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:21:11.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piggy Pancakes</title><content type='html'>Last week I bought a little frying pan that was shaped like a pig. With it's piggy pink handle it was to good to resist. I used it to make pancakes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637824846687351682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRGBmY13LZQ/Tj2T09yrs4I/AAAAAAAAB2o/rh-9Mma4pYI/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" /&gt; Pancakes are better when shaped like little piggies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4068926122010866374?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4068926122010866374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4068926122010866374&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4068926122010866374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4068926122010866374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/piggy-pancakes.html' title='Piggy Pancakes'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRGBmY13LZQ/Tj2T09yrs4I/AAAAAAAAB2o/rh-9Mma4pYI/s72-c/IMG_2823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6182266703466538616</id><published>2011-08-05T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:04:09.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingdom bound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a good day'/><title type='text'>3 Good Days</title><content type='html'>Day one of kingdom bound- Manifest, Tenth Avenue North, and Hawk Nelson &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637511709923006786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzi6nYqtKAs/Tjx3CAcQ2UI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/8S0CgpFfPgo/s400/IMG_2364.JPG" /&gt;Manifest was good, weird, but good. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637511720089849826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlxBg86Iqkk/Tjx3CmUOj-I/AAAAAAAAB1g/yVv6dfP1Onw/s400/IMG_2417.JPG" /&gt;As usual T.A.N. was amazing. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637511733136977922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIPIInHoqUQ/Tjx3DW658AI/AAAAAAAAB1o/5RDVU2fKSbc/s400/IMG_2441.JPG" /&gt; I was surprised with Hawk Nelson. I have never really like this band but I must say that seeing them live is well worth it. They were a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;Day two- Lift, To Tell, House of Heroes, Jeremy Camp, and Skillet&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637515338161880770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwLfPlN2FrU/Tjx6VMr0fsI/AAAAAAAAB1w/2Z40vIof2zk/s400/IMG_2475.JPG" /&gt;Lift is a local band, Spencer actually works with the lead guitarist. They were pretty good. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637515344343017778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxYR_oKE3mw/Tjx6VjthKTI/AAAAAAAAB14/4OP9MEad768/s400/IMG_2520.JPG" /&gt;To Tell was very entertaining but musically no so good, great live but I wouldn't buy their CD. House of heroes I had never heard of before, they were real good, we bought their CD. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637515354058233154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zx11v0XB5zs/Tjx6WH5zlUI/AAAAAAAAB2A/eQJmpU_y9-c/s400/IMG_2568.JPG" /&gt;I thought that I have never heard Jeremy Camp but it turned out that I knew a lot of their songs. They are amazing. Spencer went to camp electric last week and his teacher there was Donny Cox, the man behind the lovely red piano. I got my picture taken with Jeremy but it was with my friend's camera so I don't have it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637515362808238962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4BEqkFC7Zg/Tjx6Wof-E3I/AAAAAAAAB2I/wwNZC0v9eoc/s400/IMG_2758.JPG" /&gt;Skillet was mind blowing! They put on a great show. In the above picture John Cooper is indeed pointing right at me and my rebel T3i &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which takes amazing pictures).&lt;/span&gt; They set things on fire again this year and they had a creepy monster thing for their song "Monster". It was so awesome I took two hundred pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;Day Three- Vota, Brit Nicole, Classic Crime, and RED!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637515998698188178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AhFaKAuX4G8/Tjx67pX8rZI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/vMQ4c90vBNo/s400/IMG_2936.JPG" /&gt;This was the day that we were not going to miss. Vota is good but the lead singer is somewhat odd. Brit Nicole was a good find, defiantly a girl band, perfect for a sunny day. But the Classic Crime was who I really wanted to see. Awesome! They are my singing-along-in-the-car-with-the-windows-down-life-is-good-band. So despite the rain &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which had been falling all day)&lt;/span&gt; I was all smiles. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637516006269238914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGM3k3K6JC8/Tjx68FlBvoI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/xBebDcij5x8/s400/IMG_3163.JPG" /&gt;Red is epic every time I see them. They are my favorite. I love all of their songs and the music is perfect! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637516015481855906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAgfaeesOJA/Tjx68n5fH6I/AAAAAAAAB2g/KrQmXbbWrt4/s400/IMG_3372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing better then spending three good days with some awesome people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6182266703466538616?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/6182266703466538616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=6182266703466538616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6182266703466538616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6182266703466538616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/3-good-days.html' title='3 Good Days'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzi6nYqtKAs/Tjx3CAcQ2UI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/8S0CgpFfPgo/s72-c/IMG_2364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-8990168108975905657</id><published>2011-08-01T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T07:49:44.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom Bound</title><content type='html'>Here I come! This year I'm able to go all three days(Mon-weds)! [&lt;em&gt;squeak of delight&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-8990168108975905657?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/8990168108975905657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=8990168108975905657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8990168108975905657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8990168108975905657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/08/kingdom-bound.html' title='Kingdom Bound'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7684990226218372577</id><published>2011-07-29T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:46:41.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Bugs</title><content type='html'>We have no idea what these little dudes are. If you know please tell us. I did see that some of them are getting wings. There are thousands of them all over the tree in my garden. They form clumps and move their plump striped bodies around in a spirally way. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcQQrpOlMS8/TjNAzlx8aUI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/NFPFIMB1LNc/s1600/IMG_2069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634918813829720386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcQQrpOlMS8/TjNAzlx8aUI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/NFPFIMB1LNc/s400/IMG_2069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7684990226218372577?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7684990226218372577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7684990226218372577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7684990226218372577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7684990226218372577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/07/weird-bugs.html' title='Weird Bugs'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcQQrpOlMS8/TjNAzlx8aUI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/NFPFIMB1LNc/s72-c/IMG_2069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6491631773028384220</id><published>2011-07-22T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T10:02:25.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Drought and a Bug</title><content type='html'>Not that anyone is going to be interested in a bug so I'll start with the drought. We are in one. In our weather vortex of the world it usually rains all the time and is usually coupled with humidity. Not only has it not rained in over two weeks but we are also experiencing sweltering heat, in the high 90's. And just so you know the humidity has not gone away. I don't understand how, with no rain, that the air can feel this thick and mucky. The grass looks like someone took a blowtorch to it. Brown as brown can be. However, our grass is still mostly green because it had not been mowed and we live on the shady side of the hill. Several weeks ago at my bible study we had been praying for sunshine, we got it, so we took it off the list. The next day it rained. And it continued to rain for days so we put sunshine back on the list. We defiantly got our sunshine this time! Not only did we take sunshine off the list again but we added rain. We cant really complain, God answers prayer and this is what we were praying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So now on to the bug. I found a bug under the waterier in my duck pen. I have never seen anything like this before. It is brown, has six legs, and has a yellow tail that curves up like a scorpion. The thing freaked me out as it ran at me when I moved the waterier. To all you bug loving people I would at this time like to apologize sincerely because I killed it. I smashed this freaky little body with the same waterier that he had made his home. I'd like to apologize further because I am not sorry I did it. And I feel less sorry because there was another one there again this morning and I did not kill it. It ran away really fast, good choice bug, good choice. I was intrigued and needed to know what it was. So I looked it up. And this is what I learned:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632215417410322514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJZvmJ2QgQ4/TimmFNU4gFI/AAAAAAAAB1A/23zigUnyCcE/s400/imagesCAUDQWYD.jpg" /&gt;It is a Brown and Yellow Rove Beetle (family staphylinidae). And it is freakin ugly. It took me awhile to find it but I finally did in the National Audubon Society's 'Field Guide To Insects &amp;amp; Spiders' and this is what they say about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rove beetles comprise a large family, having almost 2'900 species in North America. They are easily identified by the very short elytra, which covers only the first &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnEBoAvsu7s/TimmOMXe-9I/AAAAAAAAB1I/0X8jfSgrDQo/s1600/imagesCAHMEDFZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632215571771620306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnEBoAvsu7s/TimmOMXe-9I/AAAAAAAAB1I/0X8jfSgrDQo/s200/imagesCAHMEDFZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;few abdominal segments. Most are black or brown, the yellow and brown rove beetle is brown with dense hair, glittering golden hair covers abdominal tips and forms a belt under thorax. These active beetles fly swiftly and run rapidly over the ground with the tip of the abdomen raised like a scorpion's stinger. Their sharp mandibles are usually crossed over the head but can inflict a painful stab if handled careless;y. Most rove beetles and their larvae prey upon mites, other insects, and small worms. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Habitat: Woods, and wherever carrion is found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Range: Throughout North America&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Food: Adult eats small maggots, mites, and beetle larvae. Larva feeds on carrion and fungi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you blame me for killing it? The only thing I like about this beetle is that it eats mites. I hate mites with the very depths of my soul. Fear not, I know how much you all like hearing way to much information about creepy bugs so I have a good one planed for tomorrows post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6491631773028384220?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/6491631773028384220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=6491631773028384220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6491631773028384220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6491631773028384220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/07/drought-and-bug.html' title='Drought and a Bug'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJZvmJ2QgQ4/TimmFNU4gFI/AAAAAAAAB1A/23zigUnyCcE/s72-c/imagesCAUDQWYD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1335724071889418307</id><published>2011-07-14T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T16:53:47.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebel</title><content type='html'>I ordered a new camera last week and it came today! Its a Canon Rebel T3i. The manuals are massive with little writing which makes me not want to read them. I should however because it is so different from my Nikon D40x. I absolutely love my new camera. Dil baby was my first subject. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629356033974051010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqW33EXOV1M/Th99fL85oMI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rkYcWo_9T3g/s400/IMG_1600.JPG" /&gt;Today I also painted the ocean. I messed up so badly on the sunset in the water that I almost cried. I accidentally got a purple horizon. Don't worry Aunt Minnie, I fixed it. I have improved greatly with painting water and am very happy with the outcome. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629356046347172818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wa_peZ4S4m8/Th99f6C4e9I/AAAAAAAAB04/tmEGHHXR6jQ/s400/IMG_1599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1335724071889418307?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1335724071889418307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1335724071889418307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1335724071889418307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1335724071889418307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/07/rebel.html' title='Rebel'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqW33EXOV1M/Th99fL85oMI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rkYcWo_9T3g/s72-c/IMG_1600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-9145459964474735198</id><published>2011-07-13T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:38:10.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>A Trip to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we went to the zoo. In Cleveland, yes we went all the way to Ohio. Don't we just look like we should be at the zoo. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628990758715421938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thvJfwaxvcU/Th4xRXkwdPI/AAAAAAAAB0I/bEnoYOX5jt8/s400/DSC_1271.JPG" /&gt;We drove done Sunday morning and zooed it all afternoon. It was HOT! I mean it must have been 200 degrees. They had fans set up in several places that blow mist on you. I think the whole world needs mist blowing fans. Better yet, I need someone that follows me around with a mist blowing fan so I can be cool all the time. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628990774527657362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3ysdrRubWU/Th4xSSesBZI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/1yClL6ZIRVc/s400/DSC_1399.JPG" /&gt; We stayed at a hotel Sunday night and zooed &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( it is telling me 'zooed' is not a word)&lt;/span&gt; it again all day Monday. It rained Monday and we all got soaking wet, I could have rung water out of my pants. Again it was hot so the rain felt nice and we drove 3 and a half hours to get there so we were going to make the best of it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628990768928206146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHGO1L1In68/Th4xR9nrLUI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/OmT_l0xzl00/s400/DSC_1342.JPG" /&gt;We saw monkeys, fruit bats, zebras, a variety of cats both big and small, snakes, kangaroos, wolves, a red panda, turtles, fish, elephants, a octopus, sharks and lions and tigers and bears oh my! The place is huge and writing all the animals we saw would take too long. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628990798125275554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ij7zLqsAKwo/Th4xTqYzGaI/AAAAAAAAB0o/zgrlQQjL_VQ/s400/DSC_1403.JPG" /&gt;They have some of the coolest exhibits, like a rain forest that really rained and monkeys in a ruined temple. I would love to post all of the pictures I took so you could see it all but I think I would fry blogger. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628990786417041106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beN6CPlz6jY/Th4xS-xVntI/AAAAAAAAB0g/Yxs3uFIgmN8/s400/DSC_1401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-9145459964474735198?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/9145459964474735198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=9145459964474735198&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/9145459964474735198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/9145459964474735198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/07/trip-to-zoo.html' title='A Trip to the Zoo'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thvJfwaxvcU/Th4xRXkwdPI/AAAAAAAAB0I/bEnoYOX5jt8/s72-c/DSC_1271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5099721666702089426</id><published>2011-07-08T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T15:51:35.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Commission Work</title><content type='html'>I had and completed my first real commission work! It was a big step in my being able to sell my art. I sold this piece for $450 which is a steal considering it is nine feet long. But it was for a friend and he got the you-are-my-friend discount. But really I was afraid that everyone would hate me for overcharging. That is just something I need to get over. I'm happy about it though. This particular piece has deep meaning and I had a lot of fun painting it. It was defiantly different from anything I have ever done &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(if you look closely you can see a dove in the white and hands in the red)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627108315307739922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuJQbCpgQLc/TheBMvaQixI/AAAAAAAABz4/bNVVIEZtPsQ/s400/DSC_0884.JPG" /&gt; I am now back to my original style. Though, painting abstractly I believe has helped me simplify things a bit.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d13LfV-re-0/TheBQ5bOFxI/AAAAAAAAB0A/cAgsX6hImP8/s1600/DSC_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627108386715604754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d13LfV-re-0/TheBQ5bOFxI/AAAAAAAAB0A/cAgsX6hImP8/s400/DSC_1143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Minnie- If you read my blog and I hope you do, I have started your beach painting. And just so you know, you will receive the I-love-you discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;Just so everyone else knows the discounts will not last forever. Haha, I cant stop thinking about Flo from the Progressive commercials. Do you own a home? DISCOUNT! Are you a safe driver? DISCOUNT! I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; get over the fear of overcharging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5099721666702089426?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5099721666702089426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5099721666702089426&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5099721666702089426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5099721666702089426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/07/commission-work.html' title='Commission Work'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuJQbCpgQLc/TheBMvaQixI/AAAAAAAABz4/bNVVIEZtPsQ/s72-c/DSC_0884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5133687186501170247</id><published>2011-07-05T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:51:01.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th</title><content type='html'>This 4th of July I do not have any pictures of fireworks. I saw them and awwed appropriately but I didn't have my camera. So I will barrow one from new years because a post needs a picture. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625940752934455874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RB3K_7eMrAg/ThNbTqoNSkI/AAAAAAAABzw/IMXmVRtOGi8/s400/CSC_0490.JPG" /&gt;I spend half the day siting in the sun trying to get the tan that never comes. Then we picnic and had a fire where we cook hot dogs and marshmallows. A good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Forth of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5133687186501170247?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5133687186501170247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5133687186501170247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5133687186501170247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5133687186501170247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th.html' title='The 4th'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RB3K_7eMrAg/ThNbTqoNSkI/AAAAAAAABzw/IMXmVRtOGi8/s72-c/CSC_0490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-348676552104532801</id><published>2011-07-02T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T08:17:50.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who Came Back</title><content type='html'>This is the second time she has showed up in the yard. And she was there again this morning with her mother. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624773319295013378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJHtLUx-Ti0/Tg81iFaskgI/AAAAAAAABzg/l_4BPpIx7ts/s400/DSC_0979.JPG" /&gt; I think she might like us.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ_knRkFd5U/Tg81inIvmuI/AAAAAAAABzo/ep4Bs_l2d6k/s1600/DSC_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624773328346520290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ_knRkFd5U/Tg81inIvmuI/AAAAAAAABzo/ep4Bs_l2d6k/s400/DSC_0991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-348676552104532801?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/348676552104532801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=348676552104532801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/348676552104532801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/348676552104532801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/07/look-who-came-back.html' title='Look Who Came Back'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJHtLUx-Ti0/Tg81iFaskgI/AAAAAAAABzg/l_4BPpIx7ts/s72-c/DSC_0979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2316615752672500316</id><published>2011-06-24T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:42:31.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Bananas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2QG2vM6DNg/TgStdPZQzxI/AAAAAAAABzY/QEK1G3LPqjM/s1600/DSC_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808952725524242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2QG2vM6DNg/TgStdPZQzxI/AAAAAAAABzY/QEK1G3LPqjM/s400/DSC_0887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night I made, for the first time, banana bread. I am very pleased at the way it turned out, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yummmm&lt;/span&gt;. I however made a mess. There was flour everywhere, I dumped a 1/4 cup of sugar on my lap, and completely melted the butter when it said to soften it. I didn't have buttermilk so I substituted it with normal milk and vinegar, not the greatest of substitutes but whats a girl to do. In short what was said to take 15 minutes to prepare took me a hour. Oh well, breakfast was wonderful this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2316615752672500316?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2316615752672500316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2316615752672500316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2316615752672500316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2316615752672500316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/06/go-bananas.html' title='Go Bananas'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2QG2vM6DNg/TgStdPZQzxI/AAAAAAAABzY/QEK1G3LPqjM/s72-c/DSC_0887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7270893244997582092</id><published>2011-06-20T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:44:19.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Drops on Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620342432784579634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGDgFP8XtQo/Tf93qi4t_DI/AAAAAAAABzA/KIFf5ni9aXs/s400/DSC_0856.JPG" /&gt;Without the roses. But when I was taking this picture that is what was running through my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7270893244997582092?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7270893244997582092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7270893244997582092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7270893244997582092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7270893244997582092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/06/rain-drops-on-roses.html' title='Rain Drops on Roses'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGDgFP8XtQo/Tf93qi4t_DI/AAAAAAAABzA/KIFf5ni9aXs/s72-c/DSC_0856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4125278068128276496</id><published>2011-06-16T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T10:57:44.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biking'/><title type='text'>15 Miles...</title><content type='html'>...On the Eire Canal! My lack of blogging is not the result of my death. On the contrary, I have done something very fun and life like. I biked 15 miles on the Eire Canal! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618932887735310786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AotoLezWbb8/Tfp1sOY5GcI/AAAAAAAAByg/CQrRqgXWu7A/s400/DSC_0818.JPG" /&gt;Mom planned the trip for the homeschool group families. We got four families to come, 24 people in all. We all meet in Lockport at 10:30 a.m. and it took us two hour to go the first mile. Not the greats of starts with one popped chain and a very flat tire. We took a break for lunch &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(before we even got started)&lt;/span&gt; then with smiling faces, headed on towards Gasport. I must point out that almost every town around the canal ends in port. "Its all part of the adventure". &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618932863198027074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkYvbCunlsY/Tfp1qy-v3UI/AAAAAAAAByI/TkJ1xLE1ysE/s400/DSC_0814.JPG" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;"I had a mule her name was Sal, fifteen miles on the Erie Canal. She's a good ol' worker and a good ol' pal, fifteen miles on the Erie Canal&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618932872686874818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLRU2S7rzxg/Tfp1rWVEMMI/AAAAAAAAByQ/nE5fyN-RLd4/s400/DSC_0819.JPG" /&gt; Gasport is 5 Miles from Lockport and there really isn't a lot there so we past through without stopping. The next town and our next stopping place was Middleport another 5 miles. Through this stretch of trail I was able to do 3 miles without stopping! The trail was called the canal heritage trail and it was beautiful, flat and a wonderful ride. Its my recommendation for next years tour de bridge. Our ride really was 35 miles from Lockport to Medina and then back to Lockport. The whole time I kept thinking " No matter how far you go its only half way". &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618932880628655970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTmjBzz7OHs/Tfp1rz6iJ2I/AAAAAAAAByY/ZKQqwhD68x4/s400/DSC_0820.JPG" /&gt;Most of the ride mom and I rode by ourselves, I may have done three miles without stopping but my speed was far from speedy. By the time we got to Middleport I was beyond ready for a break. A quick fact about Middleport, it is supposedly one of the best towns to raise children. At 3:30 pm we left Middleport and headed on to Calvert road in Medina, the only road that goes&lt;br /&gt;under the canal and my finally resting place. Along the trail there were mile markers marking every half mile of the trail and our plan was to take our picture at marker 15. But sadly the signs stopped at marker 12. I almost didn't make it but the lack of access to the trail kept me going &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( you can only get the the trail by the bridges, every 5 miles or so)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. From our group only 5 people made the whole 35 miles. I stopped in Medina and most everybody else stopped in Middleport. Everybody was back in Lockport by 8:00 pm. We all met at a Chinese place for supper which was the perfect end to a good day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8cMIv9LJZQ/Tfp1sqxiDmI/AAAAAAAAByo/C4r1i9dsXm0/s1600/DSC_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618932895354850914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8cMIv9LJZQ/Tfp1sqxiDmI/AAAAAAAAByo/C4r1i9dsXm0/s400/DSC_0836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Low bridge everybody down, low bridge 'cause we're coming to a town. You'll always know your neighbor you'll always know your pal if you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4125278068128276496?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4125278068128276496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4125278068128276496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4125278068128276496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4125278068128276496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/06/15-miles.html' title='15 Miles...'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AotoLezWbb8/Tfp1sOY5GcI/AAAAAAAAByg/CQrRqgXWu7A/s72-c/DSC_0818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-667333064519674711</id><published>2011-05-31T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T08:44:08.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz-vUFlBtlQ/TeUJYA9nc0I/AAAAAAAABx8/sljFy8q-4Jc/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612902818767139650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz-vUFlBtlQ/TeUJYA9nc0I/AAAAAAAABx8/sljFy8q-4Jc/s400/DSC_0331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saved a baby deer yesterday. Isn't she beautiful! She was being attacked by two dogs, the poor thing was screaming like a goat. Hopefully her mother will come back for her. Will have to check on her today and see if she is still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612902815135010642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7bzvKcITN_U/TeUJXzbpj1I/AAAAAAAABx0/S_w7vPylmvw/s400/DSC_0327.JPG" /&gt; If it was up to me, I would keep her. But I don't think that that kind of thing is legal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-667333064519674711?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/667333064519674711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=667333064519674711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/667333064519674711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/667333064519674711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/fawn.html' title='Fawn'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz-vUFlBtlQ/TeUJYA9nc0I/AAAAAAAABx8/sljFy8q-4Jc/s72-c/DSC_0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5603003429615190367</id><published>2011-05-30T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T09:15:50.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Put Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612540002443330210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4x_IjqIMZ4/TeO_ZU1OAqI/AAAAAAAABxs/xW0lXAxMy7w/s400/DSC_0279.JPG" /&gt;"Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down but I've got the fastest set of wheels in town, when something comes up to me he don't even try cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly. She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;I guess it was not a good idea to leave the van windows open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5603003429615190367?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5603003429615190367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5603003429615190367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5603003429615190367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5603003429615190367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-put-me-down.html' title='Don&apos;t Put Me Down'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4x_IjqIMZ4/TeO_ZU1OAqI/AAAAAAAABxs/xW0lXAxMy7w/s72-c/DSC_0279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4286275170210602560</id><published>2011-05-26T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:12:29.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely Birds</title><content type='html'>Are getting sooo big!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611053780951683730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0G05vo7DsJs/Td53r2U80pI/AAAAAAAABxk/bebWoeNq7OU/s400/DSC_0200%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;We kicked the chicks out to the barn and the duckies spend the days out in the yard (they still sleep inside). I still have not come up with enough names for all the chicks and I cant tell them apart yet. Hopefully as there feathers come in they will each have they own definitive makings.&lt;br /&gt;The names I have right now are; Zebra, Chicka, and Isla. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fINsU5e5Vt4/Td52HQ6GZ8I/AAAAAAAABxc/rvrD31BnojY/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611052052920035266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fINsU5e5Vt4/Td52HQ6GZ8I/AAAAAAAABxc/rvrD31BnojY/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now, we can tell the difference between the male and female duck. Pong (male) is in the back of the picture and he has a yellow bill. Ping (female) in the front has a brown bill. As Pong gets older his head will turn green, whereas Ping's head will stay the same. Ping is also smaller and she likes me better. I love my ducklebees!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4286275170210602560?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4286275170210602560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4286275170210602560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4286275170210602560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4286275170210602560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-birds.html' title='My Lovely Birds'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0G05vo7DsJs/Td53r2U80pI/AAAAAAAABxk/bebWoeNq7OU/s72-c/DSC_0200%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5629779733266661393</id><published>2011-05-24T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:39:00.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Update</title><content type='html'>Everything is growing well. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610320871618150754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bI_OTNK9Jd4/TdvdG6TCgWI/AAAAAAAABxM/qjPtJfqPp8M/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" /&gt;I added some things this year; Pansies, Glads, little white flower &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(they didn't have a name on them)&lt;/span&gt;, And somehow I am going to get a clematis in there. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610320882645045666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3inEMlhx_C8/TdvdHjYDkaI/AAAAAAAABxU/3EsTNmfOXQo/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must also say that when I want to the green house to get my plants, I was only there twenty minuets! This has to be a record for me. I am almost as bad in a green house as I am in Pier One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5629779733266661393?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5629779733266661393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5629779733266661393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5629779733266661393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5629779733266661393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/garden-update.html' title='Garden Update'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bI_OTNK9Jd4/TdvdG6TCgWI/AAAAAAAABxM/qjPtJfqPp8M/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3024479364385739778</id><published>2011-05-14T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:52:34.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking for Seven</title><content type='html'>This weekend my mother has been out of town. I have been doing all the cooking. I really did not have to cook, I sure that my grandmother would be more than happy to but I thought it would be good for me. I am cooking for seven people. Mom did the shopping before she left but do not dwell on that. Dwell on the fact that I am cooking for seven people! I have cooked rather simple things, starting with pizza. From there I moved on to spaghetti and meatballs and banana pudding for desert. Next, pancakes for breakfast. Mac and cheese with hot dogs for lunch. Supper was leftover spaghetti, mac and cheese, and meatballs, I added biscuits &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( I may have burned the biscuits but don't tell anyone.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have a new appreciation for the mothers of this world. Especially my mother, thanks mom. But I can't help but feel a tad bit proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3024479364385739778?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3024479364385739778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3024479364385739778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3024479364385739778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3024479364385739778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/cooking-for-seven.html' title='Cooking for Seven'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4787571266279380835</id><published>2011-05-10T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:04:36.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighting</title><content type='html'>We had a Baltimore Oriel in the yard the other day! I believe it was the first or it could have been the second. If it was the second I must say I don't remember the first. Anyway, It was exciting. All we have up right now is our hummingbird feeders so he didn't say long on account of us having the wrong food. But he was there and we have a picture to prove it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605163611043016050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWxcZB0fiwY/TcmKm1gqLXI/AAAAAAAABw8/MrAfrqW46dA/s400/DSC_1611.JPG" /&gt; The red heads thought it necessary to educate the chicks &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( who are entering their ugly stage)&lt;/span&gt; on what a Oriel looked like. Surprisingly the chicks were very interested.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605163622122176418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgaNr_3v7_8/TcmKneyIv6I/AAAAAAAABxE/ldUk-fe7KrI/s400/DSC_1617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4787571266279380835?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4787571266279380835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4787571266279380835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4787571266279380835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4787571266279380835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/sighting.html' title='Sighting'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWxcZB0fiwY/TcmKm1gqLXI/AAAAAAAABw8/MrAfrqW46dA/s72-c/DSC_1611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-9210177302757768665</id><published>2011-05-09T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T16:46:44.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Fun</title><content type='html'>I was invited to my friend henna party. She and her husband are expecting a baby and she wanted to henna her belly in celebration. She's so cute! It was so much fun. I can't believe I have never done this before.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604866310245794226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zLRBnAefIi4/Tch8NpvBQbI/AAAAAAAABws/malNw-m9AwM/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604866316202020274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugipIsPhsUA/Tch8N_7GDbI/AAAAAAAABw0/s4JLMG_6kCc/s400/DSC_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will do it again sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-9210177302757768665?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/9210177302757768665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=9210177302757768665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/9210177302757768665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/9210177302757768665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/something-fun.html' title='Something Fun'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zLRBnAefIi4/Tch8NpvBQbI/AAAAAAAABws/malNw-m9AwM/s72-c/DSC_0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1614804248670640978</id><published>2011-05-05T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T10:30:38.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growth Spurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603285247872926290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBHIkt4okYQ/TcLePtanAlI/AAAAAAAABwk/hDRQ3J4fCb8/s400/DSC_1357.JPG" /&gt;Just to put a even more defiant emphasis on the growth rate of ducks, I shall compare pictures. The above is right after we got them, April 20th. The below is May 3rd. So we have had them for fifteen days.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603278598747753378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-plLZSlnNUhM/TcLYMrfoi6I/AAAAAAAABwU/56y7yp_TNaA/s400/DSC_1586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their starting to get there quack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1614804248670640978?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1614804248670640978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1614804248670640978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1614804248670640978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1614804248670640978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/05/growth-spurt.html' title='Growth Spurt'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBHIkt4okYQ/TcLePtanAlI/AAAAAAAABwk/hDRQ3J4fCb8/s72-c/DSC_1357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3872508244356541476</id><published>2011-04-29T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T13:22:10.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ducks'/><title type='text'>Ping Pong</title><content type='html'>So ducks grow really fast. They have out grown the bathroom sink and almost the kitchen sink. We have to move to the bathtub. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLBesXgWAgY/Tbsa5YI-fGI/AAAAAAAABwM/zPxJ0TKIw20/s1600/DSC_1453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601100134600309858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLBesXgWAgY/Tbsa5YI-fGI/AAAAAAAABwM/zPxJ0TKIw20/s400/DSC_1453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have become attached. They hate being alone and when you let them out of their cage they follow you around. We had to moving them out of the cages with the chicks because they like to spill the water and the poor chicks were always wet. But everybody got lonely so we kind of moved them back. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601100124217382114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhXa69idYqc/Tbsa4xdflOI/AAAAAAAABwE/qSXsRAI0i1Y/s400/DSC_1461.JPG" /&gt;Their feet have grown the fastest, they are like small trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601100123189841122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pEQynYBqtGA/Tbsa4togjOI/AAAAAAAABv8/acAqMrJOcv4/s400/DSC_1561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3872508244356541476?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3872508244356541476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3872508244356541476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3872508244356541476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3872508244356541476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/ping-pong.html' title='Ping Pong'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLBesXgWAgY/Tbsa5YI-fGI/AAAAAAAABwM/zPxJ0TKIw20/s72-c/DSC_1453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1577063754010281653</id><published>2011-04-26T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T18:34:59.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survived</title><content type='html'>We had several warm days last week and I was able to do a little work in my garden. I am happy to report that all my plants survived the winter! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoZkcuVvkCA/TbdubdQ9g-I/AAAAAAAABv0/4GnwkbtbIw0/s1600/DSC_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600066079649792994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoZkcuVvkCA/TbdubdQ9g-I/AAAAAAAABv0/4GnwkbtbIw0/s400/DSC_1377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are being very slow in their growth process, I guess this is the way of hostas. I am inpatient when it comes to plants, I want them to grow and I wants them to grow NOW. Their slowness may be the result of having no sun. It has rained everyday here for the past week or more. I was informed today that we have broken the record for the most rain in the month of April in the history of America! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600066068678047314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNE3tLh_Ztg/Tbdua0ZF9lI/AAAAAAAABvs/YroKfECM9yE/s400/DSC_1376.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I'm delighted to say that my bleeding heart has doubled in size in the last two days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1577063754010281653?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1577063754010281653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1577063754010281653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1577063754010281653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1577063754010281653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/survived.html' title='Survived'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoZkcuVvkCA/TbdubdQ9g-I/AAAAAAAABv0/4GnwkbtbIw0/s72-c/DSC_1377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4157945347668302184</id><published>2011-04-25T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:05:52.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599565030993286018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz36VowqPDA/TbWmulkN04I/AAAAAAAABvc/6ENT3O6evS4/s400/DSC_1498.JPG" /&gt;We did color eggs this year, after a very short discussion about if we were going to or not. Easter would not be the same without eggs. The red heads liked it too, especially when they got one with their name on it. Dylan even got to do two eggs but he kept trying to eat things that he was not supposed to.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjjmzOF021A/TbWmu9oOvqI/AAAAAAAABvk/-OcFh0gcdQQ/s1600/DSC_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599565037452574370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjjmzOF021A/TbWmu9oOvqI/AAAAAAAABvk/-OcFh0gcdQQ/s400/DSC_1497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The oscar egg did not turn out ugly like it was supposed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4157945347668302184?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4157945347668302184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4157945347668302184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4157945347668302184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4157945347668302184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-eggs.html' title='Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz36VowqPDA/TbWmulkN04I/AAAAAAAABvc/6ENT3O6evS4/s72-c/DSC_1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4787373275416867025</id><published>2011-04-23T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T08:59:09.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chickens'/><title type='text'>Easter Peeps</title><content type='html'>We added nine barred rock chicks to the ducks. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598805010929144146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BTQjkWEGZBY/TbLzfmMb0VI/AAAAAAAABvU/vJ-U0QCbiC0/s400/DSC_1371.JPG" /&gt;The ducks love them, they keep preening them and they sleep all bunched up. The barred rock have been my dream breed. They were what I wanted when we first got chickens but we were able to get golden buffs from a friend instead. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598805000285834146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl0G8HR3Vf0/TbLze-i3y6I/AAAAAAAABvE/ULevow1zQ1w/s400/DSC_1372.JPG" /&gt;Now I have to think up nine new names. Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4787373275416867025?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4787373275416867025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4787373275416867025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4787373275416867025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4787373275416867025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-peeps.html' title='Easter Peeps'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BTQjkWEGZBY/TbLzfmMb0VI/AAAAAAAABvU/vJ-U0QCbiC0/s72-c/DSC_1371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1885666181929767457</id><published>2011-04-21T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T13:31:09.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Surprise</title><content type='html'>I have received the best Easter surprise ever from the best mother ever! I got up yesterday and went to work and when I got home...surprise!!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598132820008838402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7F_q5e2XhI/TbCQI74VJQI/AAAAAAAABus/l1YnlfGRJzE/s400/DSC_1348.JPG" /&gt;Meet Ping and Pong. They are Rouen ducks and the cutest things ever. Supposedly, there is a male and a female but we wont know which is which until they get older. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598132828682475650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvLPuV7ukIg/TbCQJcMSWII/AAAAAAAABu0/-_DuBnsX1_M/s400/DSC_1349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1885666181929767457?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1885666181929767457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1885666181929767457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1885666181929767457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1885666181929767457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-surprise.html' title='Easter Surprise'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7F_q5e2XhI/TbCQI74VJQI/AAAAAAAABus/l1YnlfGRJzE/s72-c/DSC_1348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3930169943466981166</id><published>2011-04-19T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T13:34:04.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>As You Wish</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading the Princess Bride, which is a very good book by the way. However, it fooled me.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597394188911012834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRm9b_0A3T4/Ta3wW8nga-I/AAAAAAAABuk/8KWj9Lx8YFE/s400/princess-bride%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt; I thought that, and as it says in the beginning of the book, that it was written my S. Morgenstren and abridged by William Goldman. In the intro he told how his grandfather read it to him while he was sick &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(just like the movie)&lt;/span&gt; and that while reading his grandfather left out the boring parts. So this was the "good parts version". Goldman had notes in the book telling which parts he cut out, a quick summery of what those parts were and why he cut them. He also had bits of his life story that he experienced through out the abridgment process, he talked about his son and his wife. I thought that this was all good and true until the end. On the cover of our book it read "including the first chapter of the long lost sequel Buttercup's Baby". All well and good. I get to the intro of the sequel and Goldman starts telling why there is only one chapter. He said it was because the Morgenstren estate got involved and he ran into legal problems with them. Blah blah, Goldman wasn't allowed to abridge it so they got Stephen King to do it. I thought that this was awesome, I like Stephen King. But I have never heard of Buttercup's Baby by Stephen King so I googled it. Hahaha was I in for a surprise. It is all a lie! All of it!!! S. Morgenstren doesn't exist. Simon Morgenstren is a pseudonym. William Goldman is S. Morgenstren!! Goldman wrote the whole thing and just made it look like he abridged it. His grandfather never read it to him, he never cut anything out, he doesn't even have a son. What got me was the hits of truth he did put in, things about his screen plays &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(he wrote Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid). &lt;/span&gt;The real reason why there is only one chapter of Buttercup's Baby is because he never wrote the rest. I was so surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3930169943466981166?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3930169943466981166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3930169943466981166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3930169943466981166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3930169943466981166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-you-wish.html' title='As You Wish'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRm9b_0A3T4/Ta3wW8nga-I/AAAAAAAABuk/8KWj9Lx8YFE/s72-c/princess-bride%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3708692112189664778</id><published>2011-04-15T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T07:39:01.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Miss</title><content type='html'>This is another post of something I wanted to post about when the computer broke. I almost completely forgot about it. Until now, at 10:30 in the morning, in the middle of me packing for a Jill Kelly mini retreat this weekend. Anyway, back in March the moon was the closest its been to the earth in the past 17 years. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IF5DOlWfZ-E/TahUUqsBhhI/AAAAAAAABuM/X-BhGejXeYk/s1600/DSC_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595815251040896530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IF5DOlWfZ-E/TahUUqsBhhI/AAAAAAAABuM/X-BhGejXeYk/s400/DSC_1055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I waited till the last minuet to get pictures &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(because I forgot to earlier)&lt;/span&gt;. So the moon is setting in these pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595815240571133522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvshsmWxJD8/TahUUDr1nlI/AAAAAAAABuE/UiL9NBW6MQA/s400/DSC_1052.JPG" /&gt; It looked bigger when it first came up and it was extra bright all night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3708692112189664778?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3708692112189664778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3708692112189664778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3708692112189664778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3708692112189664778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-miss.html' title='Another Miss'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IF5DOlWfZ-E/TahUUqsBhhI/AAAAAAAABuM/X-BhGejXeYk/s72-c/DSC_1055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4130843038625671932</id><published>2011-04-14T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:34:59.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foster Care'/><title type='text'>Never A Quite Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f9e7339f87ee386" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f9e7339f87ee386%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82D36AC613BA09A1346E030D30FDED17349122F1.60FAF00B4968002BE799EC5F225A07BB2AA880C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f9e7339f87ee386%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHnKSWCaBtAIrjzHpiP_WjIUl_c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f9e7339f87ee386%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82D36AC613BA09A1346E030D30FDED17349122F1.60FAF00B4968002BE799EC5F225A07BB2AA880C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f9e7339f87ee386%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHnKSWCaBtAIrjzHpiP_WjIUl_c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We really need to teach them new songs. They did this for &lt;strong&gt;twenty minuts&lt;/strong&gt;! And just for the record, they don't help clean. Most of the time they are the cause of the messes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e166e861104dd739" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De166e861104dd739%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B6541BFCE1AB6351433D24574BAEF7CB4EF5345.43B5117B24DC2C988D1A23C919A9D35DEA6B0F40%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De166e861104dd739%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8l9OSA6g0M-wQb8HM8JAQSKgw68&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De166e861104dd739%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B6541BFCE1AB6351433D24574BAEF7CB4EF5345.43B5117B24DC2C988D1A23C919A9D35DEA6B0F40%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De166e861104dd739%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8l9OSA6g0M-wQb8HM8JAQSKgw68&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We are rockers!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4130843038625671932?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4130843038625671932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4130843038625671932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4130843038625671932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4130843038625671932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-quite-moment.html' title='Never A Quite Moment'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6075415653499354404</id><published>2011-04-11T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T10:11:39.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chickens'/><title type='text'>The Genealogy of Chickens</title><content type='html'>This is the last chicken of the original four we started with. Her name is Einstein because she can be stupid at times. Not that Einstein was stupid, I meant it as a joke and it stuck. Einstein the chicken is seven years old which is a abnormally long life for a chicken. She has out live several of her "children". I don't think she has layed an egg in years but we keep her anyway. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594481287828026482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fybOzs4Ve7U/TaOXFyePNHI/AAAAAAAABts/C7N7WBSqrv4/s400/DSC_1261.JPG" /&gt; Today I was trying to figure out the relationship between Einstein and Pretty boy &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the new rooster)&lt;/span&gt; and it is confusing beyond belief. So maybe writing it down will help me sort it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;The story goes: -We started with four Einstein &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who's real name was Pennie),&lt;/span&gt; Goldie, Ivy and Elvis &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who's real name was Micky).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Goldie hatched eggs that we got from a friend and we got Squirt and Pea-brain. Pea-brain was given to the Amish. So Squirt became the adopted son of Goldie and reigning king. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;-We got Gwen from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;-Somewhere in her Goldie and Ivy died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;-We got ten hens and one banny rooster from a guy my dad worked with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;-Gwen and Einstein when broody at the same time and all their eggs were fertilized by Squirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;-Gwen gave up and we moved her eggs to a incubator, three hatched and we got a rooster &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Oscar)&lt;/span&gt; and two hens &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Savanna and Penelope)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594481301035380946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5awCcJtKixc/TaOXGjrHcNI/AAAAAAAABt8/l3hainCFCZs/s400/DSC_1212.JPG" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Oscar the reigning king of the coop&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Einstein hatched two roosters and four hens &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Floyd, Chippie, Maggie, Sophie, Thor, and Donald)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- We got rid of the roosters &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Floyd and Chippie)&lt;/span&gt; to the Amish we got milk from&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-We got rid of the banny rooster and some hens &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Elvis died&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Squirt and Gwen didn't make it through the winter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Another hen went broody &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This lead to that blah blah blah Pretty Boy shows up unannounced. I think I'm more confused now than when I started.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594481292688858418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NcII-YUWwro/TaOXGElJnTI/AAAAAAAABt0/m3gmmEN31oE/s400/DSC_1211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty Boy, Oscars arch rival&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So is Einstein and great aunt or a great grandmother or a great great aunt or a great great grandmother? Somethings must remain unknown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6075415653499354404?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/6075415653499354404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=6075415653499354404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6075415653499354404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6075415653499354404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/genealogy-of-chickens.html' title='The Genealogy of Chickens'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fybOzs4Ve7U/TaOXFyePNHI/AAAAAAAABts/C7N7WBSqrv4/s72-c/DSC_1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2315169697080775296</id><published>2011-04-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T08:38:52.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3.14159</title><content type='html'>So the computer is now fixed. It was actually fixed a week ago. Anyway, number one on the list of things I was going to blog about is pi day. March 14 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pi is a mathematical constant whose value is the ratio of any Euclidean plane circle's circumference to its diameter; this is the same value as the ratio of a circle's area to the square of its radius. Pi is approximately equal to 3.14159 in the usual decimal positional notation. Many formulae from mathematics, science, and engineering involve pi, which makes it one of the most important mathematical constants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;Not only did I not blog it, I missed it all together. But unknown to me at the time, I made a pie on pi day. A blueberry pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2315169697080775296?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2315169697080775296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2315169697080775296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2315169697080775296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2315169697080775296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/314159.html' title='3.14159'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4349209107613998711</id><published>2011-04-05T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T12:00:29.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5EtOjThw28/TZtmVBrJKvI/AAAAAAAABtk/xrjf01O_bEU/s1600/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592175873723280114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5EtOjThw28/TZtmVBrJKvI/AAAAAAAABtk/xrjf01O_bEU/s400/DSC_0234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stuart Little died Sunday April 3rd 2011. He lived a long life of thirteen years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4349209107613998711?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4349209107613998711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4349209107613998711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4349209107613998711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4349209107613998711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/04/sad-day.html' title='A Sad Day'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5EtOjThw28/TZtmVBrJKvI/AAAAAAAABtk/xrjf01O_bEU/s72-c/DSC_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3995108286752360597</id><published>2011-03-25T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:56:46.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crashed</title><content type='html'>Our computer is dead. This makes it very hard to blog. Right now I'm using Spencer's laptop, which unfortunately is broken. This makes it very hard to blog. Which is sad because I have things to blog about. I am only making this attempted because I want to blog and cant. So do not think that nothing is happening in my life that is blog worthy. Just know that the computer is broken and I will not be able to blog for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3995108286752360597?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3995108286752360597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3995108286752360597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3995108286752360597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3995108286752360597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/03/crashed.html' title='Crashed'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3400697483205121729</id><published>2011-03-18T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:01:51.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious Appearance</title><content type='html'>When you go out side you can smell spring. It is the best smell after a cold snowy winter. Fresh, clean, with a hint of mud.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ME5oSV_SlM/TYPFdtNihuI/AAAAAAAABtc/XRFJrsMIX-E/s1600/DSC_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585525077012809442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ME5oSV_SlM/TYPFdtNihuI/AAAAAAAABtc/XRFJrsMIX-E/s400/DSC_1017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We still have some snow but it is melting quickly. The basement has flooded twice because of the grounds sudden intake of water. I have not officially seen a robin yet but as you can see, the daffodils have made their glorious appearance.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585525067545208114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kNnNjg3i-E/TYPFdJ8SZTI/AAAAAAAABtU/-D71A46HYCw/s400/DSC_1018.JPG" /&gt; My garden is still buried and I cant wait to see if my plants made it another year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3400697483205121729?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3400697483205121729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3400697483205121729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3400697483205121729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3400697483205121729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-can-smell-it.html' title='Glorious Appearance'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ME5oSV_SlM/TYPFdtNihuI/AAAAAAAABtc/XRFJrsMIX-E/s72-c/DSC_1017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6300954487564309363</id><published>2011-03-16T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T08:47:00.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit From Kasica</title><content type='html'>I guess I have not been doing a good job at posting. I am determined to post more this year than last year. But as of now, I'm far behind. So anyway, the weather has been horrible lately. It rains then snows, then rains and snows some more. There is mud and ice everywhere. I wish the warmer temperatures came with less grossness. But this post is not supposed to be about the weather. The real post is about Ben Kasica. If you do not know who Mr. Kasica is; he is the guitarist for the band skillet. Don't feel bad if you didn't know because I really didn't know who he was either. Until he moved in. Okay, not really but a little Ben Kasica did.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585443550859230546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYxEbIzLAzU/TYN7UQn1_VI/AAAAAAAABs8/CrH9z64AyEI/s400/196161_206925695986641_100000076354110_854922_1956813_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt; Above is our foster baby Dylan.  Below &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and the biggest picture I could find)&lt;/span&gt; is Ben Kasica. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585445672151795762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1RTBist-678/TYN9PvDZyDI/AAAAAAAABtE/TZYXs4U0gRA/s400/199286_206925285986682_100000076354110_854920_7670476_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have the same hair flippy thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6300954487564309363?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/6300954487564309363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=6300954487564309363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6300954487564309363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/6300954487564309363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/03/visit-from-kasica.html' title='A Visit From Kasica'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYxEbIzLAzU/TYN7UQn1_VI/AAAAAAAABs8/CrH9z64AyEI/s72-c/196161_206925695986641_100000076354110_854922_1956813_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4742883977876294274</id><published>2011-03-04T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:00:04.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Gotta Love Um</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e034dbd0e81f360" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e034dbd0e81f360%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EA2A501851204083C77E6DF54B0AA9E4383B427.10D7DCCEC546688502E0FD9A23C9A5EED6C51CAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e034dbd0e81f360%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DulpxJpQOEHkLT_CTwjjTYZbOE4c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e034dbd0e81f360%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EA2A501851204083C77E6DF54B0AA9E4383B427.10D7DCCEC546688502E0FD9A23C9A5EED6C51CAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e034dbd0e81f360%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DulpxJpQOEHkLT_CTwjjTYZbOE4c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We now have three little boys &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( ages four, three and 18 months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our house is crazy and loud!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4742883977876294274?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4742883977876294274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4742883977876294274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4742883977876294274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4742883977876294274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/03/ya-gotta-love-um.html' title='Ya Gotta Love Um'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2684634091542111599</id><published>2011-02-18T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:06:39.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Organized</title><content type='html'>For work I have lots and lots of boxes. If you come to the house sometimes it looks like we are moving out. We keep the boxes in the basement. I can't get them myself, I'm not good with stairs. And because I can't get to the basement I lose track of what is down there. I feel bad about making everyone else do it all the time. So I have come up with a system that will hopefully work for me. Dad built shelves for the boxes and I had Spencer figure out how many of each thing would fit on them. I got a count of everything in the basement. I then typed it up. So now when I get boxes I will write it down and when I take boxes I will write it down. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575128193011215634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRt9AuVMcc8/TV7VjaGy7RI/AAAAAAAABsE/B-lBwjZ_8ZA/s400/DSC_0906.JPG" /&gt;I then filled the shelves to their max capacity, took a picture, and labeled everything. So now I know how many and where they all go. Hopefully this will make everyone's lives easier and keep the boxes out of the kitchen. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575131020259690994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9P87QbwWws/TV7YH-bXCfI/AAAAAAAABsc/KqFB8UhKztk/s400/DSC_0912.JPG" /&gt;Organized and efficient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2684634091542111599?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2684634091542111599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2684634091542111599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2684634091542111599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2684634091542111599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/02/organised.html' title='Organized'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRt9AuVMcc8/TV7VjaGy7RI/AAAAAAAABsE/B-lBwjZ_8ZA/s72-c/DSC_0906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2660163592005914890</id><published>2011-02-15T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:06:22.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Face</title><content type='html'>One year ago Mom, Samantha, and I went to the home and garden show in Buffalo. Its a show where people came, set up a booth and show you what their business can do for you. Friends of our have a booth for their roofing company. Most of it was the "home" part, it lacked in "garden". This year we did not go. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574086439702114482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F67rNGbJBmI/TVsiFYnEMLI/AAAAAAAABr8/qXX4FyuKv8E/s400/2011Buffalomosaic_lg%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;Today I received a email that said a  picture of me was in a mosaic of a buffalo. At first, I had no memory of what this was and why I was part of a buffalo. Then I remembered the "Home Show". There was a booth there about buffalo and this guy that did mosaics of things in Buffalo. At this booth there was a table where you could draw your face and put it in a box for a chance to be in a mosaic.  So a child like drawing of my face is somewhere in this mosaic. I don't know where and I would have to buy the picture if I wanted to zoom in on it to find it. But it is there. I want to say that it is purple because when in doubt use purple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2660163592005914890?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2660163592005914890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2660163592005914890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2660163592005914890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2660163592005914890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/02/about-face.html' title='About Face'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F67rNGbJBmI/TVsiFYnEMLI/AAAAAAAABr8/qXX4FyuKv8E/s72-c/2011Buffalomosaic_lg%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7699605102198525638</id><published>2011-02-12T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T15:39:44.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtles Are Better...</title><content type='html'>...when they are really pancakes! Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against turtles. I love real turtles almost just as much as I love the pancake kind.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzcN4zjkzlc/TVcYmjIu6zI/AAAAAAAABr0/wlC6wXacGLo/s1600/DSC_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572950114440244018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzcN4zjkzlc/TVcYmjIu6zI/AAAAAAAABr0/wlC6wXacGLo/s400/DSC_0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To add to my "I know how to cook this" list, I make the best pancakes. Just ask Samantha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7699605102198525638?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7699605102198525638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7699605102198525638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7699605102198525638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7699605102198525638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/02/turtles-are-better.html' title='Turtles Are Better...'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzcN4zjkzlc/TVcYmjIu6zI/AAAAAAAABr0/wlC6wXacGLo/s72-c/DSC_0834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2558849507674504377</id><published>2011-02-05T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:01:44.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Jam 2011</title><content type='html'>We obviously went. Ten dollars at the door is hard to resist. Even if we have to drive three hours to get there and didn't get home until three in the morning. Fun times. And Red was there!!! Best band ever! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2MU-WN95I/AAAAAAAABrM/eAmNuVa0WXU/s1600/0128111902.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other bands were, Newsong, Newsboys, Sidewalk Prophets, Chris august, Chris Sligh, David Crowder Band, Sanctus Real, Francesca Battistelli, and KJ-52 with guest speaker Tony Nolan. It was an awesome night!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570261562624495986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2LYPI-0XI/AAAAAAAABqk/cDbko1wnzrg/s400/0128111853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2L3NXW5zI/AAAAAAAABrE/3HzObvIe_NU/s1600/0128112310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570262094723868466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2L3NXW5zI/AAAAAAAABrE/3HzObvIe_NU/s200/0128112310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2LlFYYu3I/AAAAAAAABq0/mqC-eIPFDJQ/s1600/0128112308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570261783343053682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2LlFYYu3I/AAAAAAAABq0/mqC-eIPFDJQ/s200/0128112308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red wasn't doing photos but they had this fun poster thing. Even mom got into it, Spencer just looks like part of the band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2558849507674504377?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2558849507674504377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2558849507674504377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2558849507674504377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2558849507674504377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/02/winter-jam-2011.html' title='Winter Jam 2011'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2LYPI-0XI/AAAAAAAABqk/cDbko1wnzrg/s72-c/0128111853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5053153023965011608</id><published>2011-01-29T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T15:39:25.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So I have slacked on my learning to cook spasm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(why spasm is spelled this way eludes me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Danial fast has knocked me off coarse. I am having trouble cooking weird food so I have not cooked anything in a week. We are done on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On other news, our foster babies went home to their mother. Its bittersweet. Things are much quieter now, however I do miss my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9f0a4695456fbdf9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f0a4695456fbdf9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6839DF846A0E37B469D1F45AC8627C9894013229.7A9743A781F2B88E91DF52E458F7B62EB761FC50%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f0a4695456fbdf9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIDVsiJS0GnTq6F0B3iDuSEDzChg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f0a4695456fbdf9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329953168%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6839DF846A0E37B469D1F45AC8627C9894013229.7A9743A781F2B88E91DF52E458F7B62EB761FC50%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f0a4695456fbdf9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIDVsiJS0GnTq6F0B3iDuSEDzChg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work has picked up pace after the "after Christmas loll". I have been painting as fast as I can to get the orders for our new patters done. The shamrock-&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567746411890361586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TUSb3MguRPI/AAAAAAAABqQ/DLiTWe40xHA/s400/DSC_0458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Mardi Gras-&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567747644229690450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TUSc-7VUJFI/AAAAAAAABqY/vzx4SMmgzB0/s400/0124111452a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have any inventory on these patters so every order is a rush order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5053153023965011608?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5053153023965011608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5053153023965011608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5053153023965011608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5053153023965011608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TUSb3MguRPI/AAAAAAAABqQ/DLiTWe40xHA/s72-c/DSC_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1746169560231123590</id><published>2011-01-22T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:15:41.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Bad</title><content type='html'>So the Daniel diet has not been too bad so far. But it seems to have gotten harder on this last week. I am hunger for chocolate cake. The food itself isn't bad, I must say that I am enjoying some of the things mom is coming up with. Today, however, we are all sick of tomatoes. Would someone please give my a taco. These are some of the dishes that have been the best so far:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTtdrMwEQAI/AAAAAAAABqI/b2JuPJxFvDY/s1600/DSC_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565144761284968450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTtdrMwEQAI/AAAAAAAABqI/b2JuPJxFvDY/s400/DSC_0447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Stuffed peppers on brown rice&lt;/strong&gt;. Note about brown rice: it is really yummy. Almost better than white rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTtdq_bJZQI/AAAAAAAABqA/yYdqz7Rkf9o/s1600/DSC_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565144757707564290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTtdq_bJZQI/AAAAAAAABqA/yYdqz7Rkf9o/s400/DSC_0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Vegetable&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Paella.&lt;/strong&gt; Also good wrapped in a whole wheat tortilla.  Paella has a good story about how it got its name that I will tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.    .   .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; In fifteenth-century Spain during a period of great hardship, families had very little food. So when marriages took place, everyone brought a little food to "add to the pot" for the meal provided by the bride's family. The offerings were a little rice, a few vegetables, some chicken, or whatever the family could give. The wedding guests would hand over their donation to the bride's parents by saying, "Por ella," which means " for her," meaning "This is for the bride." All the goods were combined into one large pan and everyone ate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565144750304443714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTtdqj2GvUI/AAAAAAAABp4/C_iZAXHqi84/s400/DSC_0437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veggie burgers.&lt;/strong&gt; We topped ours with potatoes, green peppers, and mushrooms. If I can recall I added alot of salt. Thank goodness for salt. We have one week left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1746169560231123590?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1746169560231123590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1746169560231123590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1746169560231123590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1746169560231123590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-bad.html' title='Not Bad'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTtdrMwEQAI/AAAAAAAABqI/b2JuPJxFvDY/s72-c/DSC_0447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5107633831445626058</id><published>2011-01-16T12:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T12:51:57.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plant</title><content type='html'>Today I felt the random desire to tell you the story of our house plant.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562881371195581298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTNTIjnAI3I/AAAAAAAABpw/zIBx_y50PgE/s400/DSC_0260.JPG" /&gt;This plant goes way back, back to when we lived in Salamanca. It all began with a trip to Grandma's house twelve years ago &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( or close to that)&lt;/span&gt; . It was a mothers day and Spencer and Pap went out surveying. I don't remember all of this part but Spencer was very excited about going because Pap was going to pay him. Anyway, on their was home after several hours of surveying the land, they had to stop at the store for something or other. Spencer used the money he made to buy the plant. It was a little thing in a little hand held pot. The plant came home with us and it sat in a cereal bowl on top of the microwave for years. We watered it all the while thinking it was a spider plant. When we moved, nine years ago, the plant got to come along. We gave it a new pot and it got bigger. It was not longer thought to be a spider plant, now we thought it was a corn plant. Over the years the plant transferred to bigger pots and continued to get bigger. Now we have not idea what kind of plant it is. We looked up corn plants and this doesn't look like a corn plant. Not to long ago the plant fell over because it had gotten to big for its own good. Maybe a new pot is in order. I wonder if we put it into smaller pots if it would shrink? I like our plant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5107633831445626058?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5107633831445626058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5107633831445626058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5107633831445626058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5107633831445626058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/plant.html' title='The Plant'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTNTIjnAI3I/AAAAAAAABpw/zIBx_y50PgE/s72-c/DSC_0260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-8615984897872244641</id><published>2011-01-15T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T18:19:46.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Name of Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTJVgHCNlyI/AAAAAAAABpo/cRpQIQGvqjU/s1600/DSC_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562602499888486178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTJVgHCNlyI/AAAAAAAABpo/cRpQIQGvqjU/s400/DSC_0393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I must remind myself that I am doing this for God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-8615984897872244641?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/8615984897872244641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=8615984897872244641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8615984897872244641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8615984897872244641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-name-of-sacrifice.html' title='In the Name of Sacrifice'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTJVgHCNlyI/AAAAAAAABpo/cRpQIQGvqjU/s72-c/DSC_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-4036975846934438713</id><published>2011-01-14T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:59:16.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Couch</title><content type='html'>We took Christmas down this week. It is a sad thing. Our tree is now outside for the birds, I'm sure they like it. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTC260-pWlI/AAAAAAAABpY/umlZbUUS1iQ/s1600/DSC_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562146661572631122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTC260-pWlI/AAAAAAAABpY/umlZbUUS1iQ/s400/DSC_0389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And with the removing of Christmas decorations comes the cleaning of the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTC26u5YSJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/2F8W2lSlu8w/s1600/DSC_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562146659939928210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTC26u5YSJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/2F8W2lSlu8w/s400/DSC_0387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From underwear to turkey calls. You never know what you will find behind the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-4036975846934438713?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/4036975846934438713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=4036975846934438713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4036975846934438713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/4036975846934438713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/behind-couch.html' title='Behind the Couch'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TTC260-pWlI/AAAAAAAABpY/umlZbUUS1iQ/s72-c/DSC_0389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7367295715086998951</id><published>2011-01-11T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T11:10:06.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSypBX3kyII/AAAAAAAABpI/2C5Cf7Jym0w/s1600/DSC_0376%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561005480947796098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSypBX3kyII/AAAAAAAABpI/2C5Cf7Jym0w/s400/DSC_0376%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first painting of 2011. I think I will call it "A Walk in Winter" because it sounds kind of  magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church is doing a corporate Danial fast to see what God has in store for us in the new year. We started yesterday. I miss milk. This morning I had apple pie oat meal for breakfast. Its not as good as it sounds. 20 days to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7367295715086998951?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7367295715086998951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7367295715086998951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7367295715086998951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7367295715086998951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-of-year.html' title='First of the Year'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSypBX3kyII/AAAAAAAABpI/2C5Cf7Jym0w/s72-c/DSC_0376%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5292244305725196499</id><published>2011-01-08T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T13:32:37.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Cubed Potatoes</title><content type='html'>I don't know what they are really called but that will do. My first lesson, not hard, but I have to start somewhere. Because I take pictures of everything, I documented the whole process. So I will tell you how to do it, if you feel the need to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;: Wash your potatoes, they don't get pealed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;: Cut your potatoes into cubes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559917892307215266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjL3YdPY6I/AAAAAAAABng/gkd1ncDTRzk/s400/DSC_0309.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjMHEICsFI/AAAAAAAABno/KukOsMSQ0aI/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559918161727500370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjMHEICsFI/AAAAAAAABno/KukOsMSQ0aI/s200/DSC_0315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;: Cover (and I mean really cover) the bottom of your skillet in veggie oil&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjON6eu5bI/AAAAAAAABoY/zn_Z3Xcu3VU/s1600/DSC_0321.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjMZe6XXUI/AAAAAAAABn4/to-YptTfPWs/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjVjM62W7I/AAAAAAAABoo/-LB-PVIEU8c/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559928540729072562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjVjM62W7I/AAAAAAAABoo/-LB-PVIEU8c/s200/DSC_0316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjVjM62W7I/AAAAAAAABoo/-LB-PVIEU8c/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fourth&lt;/span&gt;: chop a onion and add to skillet. Turn the stove on, stir&lt;br /&gt;onion and oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjXstp_caI/AAAAAAAABpA/oX0i0hOTUMU/s1600/DSC_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559930903158813090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjXstp_caI/AAAAAAAABpA/oX0i0hOTUMU/s200/DSC_0321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fifth&lt;/span&gt;: If you haven't finished chopping your potatoes, do that now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sixth&lt;/span&gt;: Add potatoes to skillet, stir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559918740787929074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjMoxSzn_I/AAAAAAAABoI/ImAkwsnjqQo/s400/DSC_0323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjMHfWiTuI/AAAAAAAABnw/n25e9TBjAWc/s1600/DSC_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559918169036050146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjMHfWiTuI/AAAAAAAABnw/n25e9TBjAWc/s200/DSC_0329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjMHfWiTuI/AAAAAAAABnw/n25e9TBjAWc/s1600/DSC_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seventh&lt;/span&gt;: stir in your choice of seasonings. I used garlic powder, thyme, salt, and a parmesan garlic mix thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjWB1eW5sI/AAAAAAAABow/rZ-8-bEcbhQ/s1600/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559929067011499714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjWB1eW5sI/AAAAAAAABow/rZ-8-bEcbhQ/s200/DSC_0332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eighth&lt;/span&gt;: cover and stir occasionally &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjM2U6blII/AAAAAAAABoQ/t8Iee9kh0aM/s1600/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ninth&lt;/span&gt;: when the potatoes are soft or however you like them cooked, remove from skillet and put um in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559917889144958034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjL3MrTLFI/AAAAAAAABnY/NtOoJxSWqNU/s400/DSC_0353.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ten&lt;/span&gt;: enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5292244305725196499?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5292244305725196499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5292244305725196499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5292244305725196499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5292244305725196499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/yummy-cubed-potatoes.html' title='Yummy Cubed Potatoes'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TSjL3YdPY6I/AAAAAAAABng/gkd1ncDTRzk/s72-c/DSC_0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-8996874983410175828</id><published>2011-01-05T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T07:24:05.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>This is my first post of the year! Happy 2011 everyone. I figured that if I posted my new years resolution That I might actually do it. So my resolution for the new year is to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;learn how to cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I could do it, I don't think it will be to hard. And I have never managed to burn water yet so the odds are in my favor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-8996874983410175828?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/8996874983410175828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=8996874983410175828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8996874983410175828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/8996874983410175828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-5368280099453956363</id><published>2010-12-25T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:46:53.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BvkWVrrAx8I?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas Day-Family Force 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The count down is over, Christmas is here!  For unto us a child is born...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-5368280099453956363?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/5368280099453956363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=5368280099453956363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5368280099453956363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/5368280099453956363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BvkWVrrAx8I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1255605547321705109</id><published>2010-12-24T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:14:25.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XhjTHlui2ws?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muppet Christmas Carol - One More Sleep Til' Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our tree is done! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282119490622306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TRTGKOqK02I/AAAAAAAABnA/MdGsw6EiHR8/s400/DSC_0167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282121423299650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TRTGKV29JEI/AAAAAAAABnI/hbwfIdWHWIQ/s400/DSC_0175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282409694622082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TRTGbHwMcYI/AAAAAAAABnQ/XZTXpOu5zk4/s400/DSC_0194.JPG" /&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/507511977794828086-1255605547321705109?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1255605547321705109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1255605547321705109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1255605547321705109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1255605547321705109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XhjTHlui2ws/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2735757593595294820</id><published>2010-12-23T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T10:00:44.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GyyRLv0mFa4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Child Is This - Mercy Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tree is almost decorated. We cut is a little close this year, seeing as we only have two days left, but our creativity sometimes takes longer then your average tree decorating person.  Mom and I are going out this afternoon to gather the finishing touches. It will be beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2735757593595294820?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2735757593595294820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2735757593595294820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2735757593595294820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2735757593595294820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/two.html' title='Two'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GyyRLv0mFa4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1555794211960333568</id><published>2010-12-22T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T08:13:05.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QExSxM43BAM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Crowder Band - Feliz Navidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1555794211960333568?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/1555794211960333568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=1555794211960333568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1555794211960333568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/1555794211960333568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/three.html' title='Three'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QExSxM43BAM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-6567886916781348290</id><published>2010-12-21T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:36:51.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/apexBQiWdxo?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emery- Jesus Gave Us Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-6567886916781348290?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/apexBQiWdxo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-1973979985339527218</id><published>2010-12-20T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:21:33.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XwWZFlkSchg?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a hippopotamus for christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-1973979985339527218?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XwWZFlkSchg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7665420747218046465</id><published>2010-12-20T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:44:26.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/20HoJZecNqM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is Christmas - Kutless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went yesterday and got our &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TQ_Mhh9gcfI/AAAAAAAABm0/q68t8M1FRRE/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552881741995209202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TQ_Mhh9gcfI/AAAAAAAABm0/q68t8M1FRRE/s200/DSC_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas tree. It took longer to &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TQ_MUhU58nI/AAAAAAAABms/Op6weHDIRFM/s1600/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552881518486614642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TQ_MUhU58nI/AAAAAAAABms/Op6weHDIRFM/s200/DSC_0153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tie it to the roof of the van than it did to pick it out. It was the first one we saw. We got it home and it took less time to set it up than it did to tie it to the van. It is a small little thing but as far as trees go its pretty adorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7665420747218046465?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7665420747218046465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7665420747218046465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7665420747218046465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7665420747218046465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/six.html' title='Six'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/20HoJZecNqM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7366914470819136820</id><published>2010-12-18T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T13:45:19.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UurUdVlKT-0?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Barnes-Very Merry Christmas.  I got behind on my count down so I hope that I'm on the right day. I should get it right so I don't miss Christmas. That would be bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7366914470819136820?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7366914470819136820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7366914470819136820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7366914470819136820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7366914470819136820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UurUdVlKT-0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-2173390115198548259</id><published>2010-12-18T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T13:34:24.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OODyWYnkTl8?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point Of Grace - One King&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-2173390115198548259?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/2173390115198548259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=2173390115198548259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2173390115198548259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/2173390115198548259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/eight.html' title='Eight'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OODyWYnkTl8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-3731941097684182175</id><published>2010-12-16T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:16:12.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tQKnxUn8fCY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-3731941097684182175?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/3731941097684182175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=3731941097684182175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3731941097684182175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/3731941097684182175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/nine.html' title='Nine'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tQKnxUn8fCY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-926957414134575544</id><published>2010-12-15T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:01:51.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/28GUU1YbP_E?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight No Chaser - 12 Days of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have sand bags in and snow tires on my car. I can go places again, like work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-926957414134575544?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/926957414134575544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=926957414134575544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/926957414134575544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/926957414134575544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/ten.html' title='Ten'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/28GUU1YbP_E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-507511977794828086.post-7159554072100901063</id><published>2010-12-14T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:03:08.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N9ZMU7Ka7_I?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than our tree, all of our Christmas decorating is done. And I finished most of my shopping. I shopped on line again this year and I'm telling you its the only way to go. The only problem I'm having is where to hide the boxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/507511977794828086-7159554072100901063?l=fannyparker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/feeds/7159554072100901063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=507511977794828086&amp;postID=7159554072100901063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7159554072100901063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/507511977794828086/posts/default/7159554072100901063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fannyparker.blogspot.com/2010/12/eleven.html' title='Eleven'/><author><name>Sarah Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14709445814383556248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_osDdgu3qTaM/TU2SSIJmY-I/AAAAAAAABrU/DziUTr7MLqs/s220/Sarah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/N9ZMU7Ka7_I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
