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Witty, satirical, and sometimes moving but always entertaining.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/IllTellYouLaterBetty" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="illtellyoulaterbetty" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="license" type="text/html" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/" /><logo>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</logo><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">IllTellYouLaterBetty</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQCQHY4fSp7ImA9WhRVFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-151052582580355078</id><published>2012-01-15T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:19:21.835-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-15T16:19:21.835-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south carolina" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Winter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="halloween" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mother Nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clinton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Seasonal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fall" /><title>Auld Lang Syne 2011</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/151052582580355078/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=151052582580355078&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/151052582580355078?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/151052582580355078?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2012/01/auld-lang-syne-2011.html" title="Auld Lang Syne 2011" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I've been a bad blogger in 2011.Very Spotty.If I may be frank, dear readers (those of you who have stuck around), I do not multi-task very well.  I'd like to think that I do.  Heavy sigh.  But I don't.  What I do well is hyper-focus.  Let's give a shout out to Attention Deficit Disorder!  So here I am trying to give you a Reader's Digest version of the past year or so. And with my homage to RD it&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEERXc6fyp7ImA9WhdTEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-6796125450162185407</id><published>2011-07-07T20:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:56:44.917-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-07T20:56:44.917-04:00</app:edited><title>For a Brief Moment</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6796125450162185407/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=6796125450162185407&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/6796125450162185407?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/6796125450162185407?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-brief-moment.html" title="For a Brief Moment" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6005/5913538865_c5b4c585cf_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">For a brief moment I am centered.I am calm.I breathe in......and I breathe out.This old soul greets me in the morning and welcomes me back home in the evening.And for a brief moment I am centered.I am calm.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcHQXsycSp7ImA9WhdbGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-4956884864059626532</id><published>2011-07-01T18:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:57:10.599-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-17T11:57:10.599-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alice in Wonderland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Disney World" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happpiness" /><title>The Happiest Place on Earth: Day Two</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4956884864059626532/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=4956884864059626532&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/4956884864059626532?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/4956884864059626532?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/07/happiest-place-on-earth-day-two.html" title="The Happiest Place on Earth: Day Two" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5105/5816590625_2282ec443f_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It was a perfect day in the Magic Kingdom.And they are right.It is the happiest place on earth.  It is intoxicatingly happy.The high lasted several days.But I am not a Disney Addict.  It is a very pricey drug.We arrived for the opening show.  When the gates opened we followed Alice.  You know, Alice, as in "Alice in Wonderland".  I felt like Alice myself as we headed for the Teacups.  The boys &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08MRn85fSp7ImA9WhdQGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-2096819496397139644</id><published>2011-06-30T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T23:11:27.125-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-19T23:11:27.125-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Epcot" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Disney World" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Orlando" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happpiness" /><title>The Happiest Place on Earth: Day One</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2096819496397139644/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=2096819496397139644&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/2096819496397139644?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/2096819496397139644?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/06/happiest-place-on-earth-day-one.html" title="The Happiest Place on Earth: Day One" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/5817211780_e151d5cd72_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">

Two weeks before school was out the Professor throws out the idea of a surprise trip to Disney World.  Knowing that this would most likely be the only time we would go, I was torn.  Do I turn him down and hold out for a longer more planned trip or do I jump on the offer knowing that the Professor's Disney World Willingness Window could slam shut at any moment, never to open again? Well, I &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8DRH07eSp7ImA9WhZaEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-8497544524920705529</id><published>2011-06-26T19:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:34:35.301-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-26T20:34:35.301-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tornadoes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mother Nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alabama" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="education" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Presbyterian College" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="soccer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spring" /><title>Where Did Spring Go?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8497544524920705529/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=8497544524920705529&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/8497544524920705529?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/8497544524920705529?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/06/where-did-spring-go.html" title="Where Did Spring Go?" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5149/5874375953_cfdfffcfb9_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">We have been busy here on Maple Street.Shall I catch you up?How about a snap shot of the last few months?First off on this snap shot journey is Gavin's first science fair. He received a 2nd Place Ribbon for his project: "Whose Mouth is cleaner: A Dog's or a Human's?  Rest easy humans...we win. Then on March 15th Anna had a fight with the storm door and the storm door won.  Twelve stitches and a &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=Wt3aGQ_Vr9Y:baSHU9CTEKM:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=Wt3aGQ_Vr9Y:baSHU9CTEKM:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EGRn87fSp7ImA9WhdVGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-1465369780117263911</id><published>2011-06-16T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T16:20:27.105-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-24T16:20:27.105-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cake decorating" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crafty goodness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthdays" /><title>The Summer of Six</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1465369780117263911/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=1465369780117263911&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1465369780117263911?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1465369780117263911?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-of-six.html" title="The Summer of Six" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6163/6178957326_bbfa0560e3_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Our baby is six.How can that be?She insisted on writing her own invitations.Such a big girl...sniff, sniff.Her request for a party was simple.  A texas sheet cake with horses all over it.Check.A pinata.Check.If you remember her 5th birthday you know how I feel about pinatas.No living rainbow colored horses were killed at this birthday partyPink and Orange Decorations.Check.Classic tissue paper &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEGQ3Y7eCp7ImA9WhZQGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-1196833832239539650</id><published>2011-04-25T00:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:27:02.800-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-26T21:27:02.800-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mother Nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south carolina" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mushrooms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spring" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flowers" /><title>Spring Comes To the House on Maple Street</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1196833832239539650/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=1196833832239539650&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1196833832239539650?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1196833832239539650?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-comes-to-house-on-maple-street.html" title="Spring Comes To the House on Maple Street" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5065/5628269487_0fbb1dcbe1_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Our yard may be unkempt and a little worse for wear but Mother Nature decided that we deserved some Spring beauty as much as the next person.  This little pearl of a flower is called the green dotted snowdrop.  Isn't it precious?We also have an invasive weed growing in our yard that I fell in love with when we lived in France.  Back then ignorance was bliss. I didn't know it was an invasive weed.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=XudFuW6r5H0:hvUgcZazD98:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=XudFuW6r5H0:hvUgcZazD98:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IDQnk7eCp7ImA9WhZXGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-7586637205680859518</id><published>2011-04-24T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:46:13.700-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-08T11:46:13.700-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Easter Bunny spring break" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clinton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Egg hunt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Easter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spring" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Spring has Sprung</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7586637205680859518/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=7586637205680859518&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/7586637205680859518?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/7586637205680859518?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-has-sprung.html" title="Spring has Sprung" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5144/5691663675_57d1decd86_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Our whirlwind Spring Break trip to Indiana consisted of two egg hunts in two days.  The kids were beside themselves in Easter Candy joy.The Gallagher Cousin Chaos was a sight to behold.  Mr. and Mrs. Easter Bunny even made an appearanceAn impromptu egg hunt ensued with the Kiley Cousins. Small, intimate but challenging, the hunt seemed to scratch their egg hunt itch. Or so we thought......&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=63Yych2p0Zg:0U35iOF4cII:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=63Yych2p0Zg:0U35iOF4cII:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUABQXs8eyp7ImA9Wx9UFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-9149970027667527823</id><published>2011-02-13T23:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:29:10.573-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-13T23:29:10.573-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="valentines day" /><title>A Fairy Happy Valentine's Day</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9149970027667527823/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=9149970027667527823&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/9149970027667527823?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/9149970027667527823?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/02/fairy-happy-valentines-day.html" title="A Fairy Happy Valentine's Day" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5443608003_2a6e84a95c_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">The artist in residence created this little number for today's holiday.  Doilies, stickers and a 5 year old's imagination are a powerful combination.To all those loved by me and mine both far and near, know that you are on my heart today and most other days too.  How blessed I am to have so many wonderful people to love.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMAR3w8eCp7ImA9WhZQFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-1710888630503214304</id><published>2011-01-16T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:14:06.270-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-21T22:14:06.270-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthdays" /><title>A Decade of Gavin</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1710888630503214304/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=1710888630503214304&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1710888630503214304?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1710888630503214304?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2011/01/decade-of-gavin.html" title="A Decade of Gavin" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5123/5356477479_1be3329643_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Look at that peanut.Now look at that handsome ten year old boy.I am in disbelief.How does time fly so quickly and seem to inch by so slowly at the same time? It is a phenomenon that continues to baffle my little brain.My creature of habit child turned ten in January. He decided he wanted to go bowling again like he did last year.  So we indulged him.  After all, how many times do you turn ten? &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcHRHY7fSp7ImA9WhZQFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-8718402697267449368</id><published>2010-12-30T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:33:55.805-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-21T21:33:55.805-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clinton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south carolina" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>The Ghost of Christmas Past</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8718402697267449368/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=8718402697267449368&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/8718402697267449368?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/8718402697267449368?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/12/ghost-of-christmas-past.html" title="The Ghost of Christmas Past" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5244/5265351226_6199f8e56c_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Or otherwise titled: "The Slacker Blog Writer Finally Gets Christmas 2010 on Her Blog". This brings a whole new meaning to "I'll tell you later, Betty"...like a lot later, it seems."Who's gonna read it?  Who cares now?  It's a waste of your time!" -Patrick KileyAnd I reply, "It's the principle of the thing...I've just gotta get it up...uh, I mean posted".  I'm imagining when my children are &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4BRHszeip7ImA9Wx9WGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-1341013912575312531</id><published>2010-12-11T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T12:09:15.582-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-24T12:09:15.582-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Presbyterian College" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="violin" /><title>A Virtuoso in the Making?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1341013912575312531/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=1341013912575312531&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1341013912575312531?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/1341013912575312531?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/12/virtuoso-in-making.html" title="A Virtuoso in the Making?" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5284/5264733931_bbff70cc2c_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">It is too soon to tell. But in our house she is a virtuoso.  Uh, just as long as she keeps playing "I Like Chocolate Ice Cream".  Anna started violin lessons last fall and I must say it is absolutely adorable seeing her with her little violin.  When she practices her bow for the audience I about want to melt in that sweet cutie goodness. So her first recital was in December.  I promise I won't &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEBQHo-eSp7ImA9Wx9WFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-3496718029854170124</id><published>2010-12-09T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T00:04:11.451-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-22T00:04:11.451-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="revolutionary way" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south carolina" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mushrooms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="southern culture" /><title>A Revolutionary Holiday - Thanksgiving Part Two</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3496718029854170124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=3496718029854170124&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/3496718029854170124?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/3496718029854170124?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/12/revolutionary-holiday-thanksgiving-part.html" title="A Revolutionary Holiday - Thanksgiving Part Two" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5005/5221822737_55a940ec59_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Only in South Carolina would they name a town, Ninety Six.  Where do you live?  Oh, Ninety Six.  It's like saying you live in Letter "P".  The history of the name is unclear.  There are several speculations as to why they named it Ninety Six.  As I type this I'm beginning to reconsider the "only in South Carolina" theory.  Case in point: Hoosier.  Need I say more?  Maybe my home state and my &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8ESXo6fip7ImA9Wx9WEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-9153819729892992467</id><published>2010-12-08T16:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T12:00:08.416-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-15T12:00:08.416-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south carolina" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>Over the Mountains and through the rain...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9153819729892992467/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=9153819729892992467&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/9153819729892992467?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/9153819729892992467?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/12/over-mountains-and-through-rain.html" title="Over the Mountains and through the rain..." /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5204/5265369016_12402efa33_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">[I know, dear readers, that Thanksgiving has come and gone.  Alas, so did the time I had for blogging when I began full time employment...heavy sigh.]Indiana came to Clinton for Thanksgiving for the first time.  The Kileys all climbed in their cars and made the nine hour trek through rain and mountains to spend the Thanksgiving Holiday with us.The table was festively set...And we all set down to &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8CRns9cSp7ImA9Wx9WF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-637567609553546847</id><published>2010-12-08T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T11:07:47.569-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-23T11:07:47.569-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fairies" /><title>The Tooth Fairy found Maple Street</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/637567609553546847/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=637567609553546847&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/637567609553546847?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/637567609553546847?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/12/tooth-fairy-found-maple-street.html" title="The Tooth Fairy found Maple Street" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5086/5264733819_22c312c287_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Miss Monkey Mae wiggled the heck out of that tooth.  She was determined to meet the Tooth Fairy. But alas, sleep took her out of the running to be the first one to meet her.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QDQXs8fCp7ImA9Wx5aFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-7905200957807873588</id><published>2010-11-11T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T16:02:50.574-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-11T16:02:50.574-05:00</app:edited><title>The Love Affair continues...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7905200957807873588/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=7905200957807873588&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/7905200957807873588?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/7905200957807873588?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-affair-continues.html" title="The Love Affair continues..." /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1224/5167124909_79589e5ecf_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">The clouds parted.The sun shined down on the deprived people of Clinton. (uh, that would be Betty and the professor)For unto us a store has opened. I took a little field trip on my day off from saving postal souls.  I traveled the 40 minutes up 385 to reunite with my long lost love, Trader Joe.  And he did not disappoint.Upon entering the store I was met by these lovely specimens.And the eye &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=cz5DXvWv80Y:6iAK3oxPmng:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=cz5DXvWv80Y:6iAK3oxPmng:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4ARHgyfSp7ImA9Wx5VFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-2065201917909302163</id><published>2010-10-05T11:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T22:35:45.695-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-06T22:35:45.695-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><title>Hello Miren...Goodbye Matthew</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2065201917909302163/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=2065201917909302163&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/2065201917909302163?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/2065201917909302163?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-mirengoodbye-matthew.html" title="Hello Miren...Goodbye Matthew" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/5020797854_01165223d4_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">We had an unexpected trip back home last month.  Less than a week after welcoming Miren Elizabeth to the family, Matt got his orders that he was being deployed to Afghanistan within the week.  So we hightailed it up north to say our "farewells" and "be safes" to Matt and we got to say our "hellos" and "welcome to the worlds" to Miren as a bonus.  So without further adieu, here are some pictures &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=WqbOT0aDAyw:JUhzprJKhp0:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=WqbOT0aDAyw:JUhzprJKhp0:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcFQnoyfip7ImA9Wx5QGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-6924266925231261235</id><published>2010-08-31T20:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:00:13.496-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-08T21:00:13.496-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><title>Long Live Harold Lee Miller Photography!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6924266925231261235/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=6924266925231261235&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/6924266925231261235?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/6924266925231261235?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-live-harold-lee-miller-photography.html" title="Long Live Harold Lee Miller Photography!" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4925587738_61fcc78616_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">When I was pregnant with Anna over five year ago now, I wanted a professional picture of me and my pregnant belly.  And lucky me, I was (and still am) friends with a commercial photographer who was willing to take some photographs.  Flash forward, it is now the Summer of 2010 and I want an accompanying photo of the dear girl that once was a baby in that handy dandy uterus of mine. I'd also like &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=i_gDTMMap-8:na3RG_lSkls:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=i_gDTMMap-8:na3RG_lSkls:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAGQHk9eSp7ImA9Wx5REks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-8020869343567431353</id><published>2010-08-19T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:45:21.761-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-19T21:45:21.761-04:00</app:edited><title>First Day of School 2010</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8020869343567431353/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=8020869343567431353&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/8020869343567431353?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/8020869343567431353?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school-2010.html" title="First Day of School 2010" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4909207606_457566388a_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">What's a mother to do?I mean, really, she isn't supposed to be this old yet.I took the day off just so I could freely think about her all day and, per chance, forget something that she absolutely needed to get through the day so I would have to go back to school to drop it off.  Really, it happened.Okay, so here they are in all their first day glory.My heart aches when I look at this picture.  &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YDRHY8fip7ImA9Wx5SFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-9027411087013415201</id><published>2010-08-12T22:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T23:12:55.876-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-12T23:12:55.876-04:00</app:edited><title>The House on Maple - Before...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9027411087013415201/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=9027411087013415201&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/9027411087013415201?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/9027411087013415201?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/08/house-on-maple-before.html" title="The House on Maple - Before..." /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4794900590_28bdbc2d36_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I wanted to get all fancy and do a "before" video.  Let's suffice it to say the learning curve for me and my perfectionism were getting in the way of getting any thing posted before we actually moved into Maple Street.  So  I'm giving you a pictorial account of the house before renovations and what not begin.  So let's start shall we?This is the old Magnolia tree in our front yard.  Magnolia &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IBQnc7eSp7ImA9WxFaEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-3775155418123580102</id><published>2010-07-09T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:32:33.901-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-14T11:32:33.901-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clinton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Presbyterian College" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="renovations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south carolina" /><title>The House on Maple</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3775155418123580102/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=3775155418123580102&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/3775155418123580102?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/3775155418123580102?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/house-on-maple_03.html" title="The House on Maple" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4753492145_4672347a40_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Well, hold onto your pants.As I mentioned in the last post, we are homeowners once again...finally...and in the deep South.  And I have to say if we have learned anything in this whole process it is patience.Most people go about buying a house the traditional way.  They find themselves a great Realtor like Sherry Soforic and go house hunting. It's a very different animal here in small town &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=05i8aeIZiTs:pJ0sOUnKEpM:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=05i8aeIZiTs:pJ0sOUnKEpM:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4CSHc7cSp7ImA9WxFbF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-5629808593335705734</id><published>2010-07-08T10:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:42:49.909-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-10T10:42:49.909-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clinton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="renovations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="south carolina" /><title>The House on Maple: The Beginning</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5629808593335705734/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=5629808593335705734&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/5629808593335705734?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/5629808593335705734?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/07/house-on-maple.html" title="The House on Maple: The Beginning" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4753483107_3a7d0eef16_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">house2, originally uploaded by missmonkeymae.We are officially home owners in our little town.  The house on Maple is a 1937 painted white brick bungalow that needs a lot of love and attention.  And we are just the family to give it to her.More to come....&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=xpCqJeCyOUk:QYhkLMwHRVw:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?a=xpCqJeCyOUk:QYhkLMwHRVw:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/IllTellYouLaterBetty?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcFQHg8cCp7ImA9WxFbEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489652083363179717.post-6850676387536937245</id><published>2010-06-28T14:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:23:31.678-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-03T10:23:31.678-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cake decorating" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthdays" /><title>Can it be that my baby is five years old?: Rainbows</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6850676387536937245/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489652083363179717&amp;postID=6850676387536937245&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/6850676387536937245?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489652083363179717/posts/default/6850676387536937245?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://laterbetty.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-it-be-that-my-baby-is-five-years_28.html" title="Can it be that my baby is five years old?: Rainbows" /><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04040085494657860788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPVAXqV9KKY/SM_tn8Ql7TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/eJsFlip4ZZA/s1600-R/1933639423_a1b4161616_t.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4123/4743265330_b29203d385_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Baby to Five in the blink of an eye.How does that happen?  Remember when Summer vacation lasted forever? Now it seems like it's a week long and they are back in school. And it was just a few weeks ago our Anna Mae was a baby.So she had her Rainbow Party.  All the invitations were created (Anna drew and cut out all the rainbows)then sent along with a request for each attendee to wear a designated &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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