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Pink Flamingo mug.  For days when I wish I were at the beach watching the sunrise.﻿

My usual afternoon coffee mug when I need a bit of a pick-me-up.﻿

The I-need-bright-colors mug.
I have a coffee philosophy.  Most specifically, I have a philosophy concerning my coffee mugs.  In my home you will find a coffee bar dedicated only to coffee, separate from the rest of the kitchen.  It is made of 
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Today we learn that Prop. 8 in California being unconstitutional is being upheld. I don't know all the legal jargon, but I do know this makes me happy and gives me hope. It is one step in the right direction of what I hope with all of my heart and soul will someday be a reality for everybody -- equality.


Because, you see, my oldest daughter is a lesbian. That describes her sexuality but it 
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These are my fur babies.  The top is Puck, who is a Pixie-Bob and Raven, who was born at the Crawford Peace House.  Puck is about three or four years old, Raven is about six years old.  They are both males.

They look pretty laid back in these pics, and they usually are pretty laid back, sweet kitties.  They were demon kittens when they were young.  Raven would run through the house as fast as 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k8o1IvRD-7w_AYSzhjOjnyer8Gw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k8o1IvRD-7w_AYSzhjOjnyer8Gw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/obeWTW49VEk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/02/cat-dilemma.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4CQn8yeCp7ImA9WhRbE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-4393958359635339092</id><published>2012-02-04T07:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T07:59:23.190-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-04T07:59:23.190-06:00</app:edited><title>Saturday Morning Storminess</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/4393958359635339092/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=4393958359635339092" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4393958359635339092?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4393958359635339092?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/3-V9zTr6E7c/saturday-morning-storminess.html" title="Saturday Morning Storminess" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I awakened about 5:30 a.m. this morning to an incredible light show in the sky.  Constant lightning across the sky all around me but no thunder, no wind, just a sprinkling of rain.  So I stepped outside in the morning quietness just to have a peek at the beauty of this delightful wonder of nature.  It was that time you hear about, the darkest of the night, just before the daylight begins to 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uwu0O0NENpD5U4Ps1z4a-80TmEE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uwu0O0NENpD5U4Ps1z4a-80TmEE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/3-V9zTr6E7c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-morning-storminess.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMBRnk7fyp7ImA9WhRbEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-4904669672227389065</id><published>2012-02-01T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T17:54:17.707-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T17:54:17.707-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="abortion rights" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Susan G. Komen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Planned Parenthood" /><title>My Take on the Susan G. Komen Foundation to Quit  Funding Planned Parenthood</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/4904669672227389065/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=4904669672227389065" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4904669672227389065?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4904669672227389065?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/I2U84yNjxBE/my-take-on-susan-g-komen-foundation-to.html" title="My Take on the Susan G. Komen Foundation to Quit  Funding Planned Parenthood" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">The decision has nothing to do whatsoever with the so-called investigation initiated by a very conservative member of Congress.  It has everything to do with conservatives doing every thing they can to work around Roe V Wade and make abortion not only illegal but impossible to get.  They are trying, with every means at their disposal, to shut down Planned Parenthood, an organization that for 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VOU5uYtn63Ai-2VSr-XbZ2jVdrQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VOU5uYtn63Ai-2VSr-XbZ2jVdrQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/I2U84yNjxBE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-take-on-susan-g-komen-foundation-to.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4DSHg9eSp7ImA9WhRbEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-6569975685982026495</id><published>2012-02-01T08:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:02:59.661-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T08:02:59.661-06:00</app:edited><title>Follow Up</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/6569975685982026495/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=6569975685982026495" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/6569975685982026495?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/6569975685982026495?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/cJJYvOh1teQ/follow-up.html" title="Follow Up" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I've written about my friend, Jill, and her family.  In fact, my last post was about Jill and the struggles of her family.  Today I give you an update.

Last Thursday, Jill had a stroke and is now in the hospital in Salt Lake City.  I don't know the seriousness of her stroke, but I do know she was in the ICU for awhile.  Her family has somehow been able to get a reprieve from their 5 day eviction
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P1rau6CA9C-umQyz2iD3iPhibHY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/P1rau6CA9C-umQyz2iD3iPhibHY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/cJJYvOh1teQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/02/follow-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UERnc5eip7ImA9WhRUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-7755435005076496629</id><published>2012-01-23T08:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T13:00:07.922-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T13:00:07.922-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SSDI" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mortgage foreclosures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="medically uninsured" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="social services" /><title>When What Can Go Wrong Does Go Wrong</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/7755435005076496629/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=7755435005076496629" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/7755435005076496629?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/7755435005076496629?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/cAsKBvVjxfA/when-what-can-go-wrong-does-go-wrong.html" title="When What Can Go Wrong Does Go Wrong" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It’s one of those cases where everything that can go wrong has gone wrong. You have to wonder how this person got into this situation, what happened in his or her life to bring them to this point. At first, when I heard this story from the person it is about, I couldn’t – and still can’t, really – wrap my tiny little brain around it. But as I think about it, the more I ponder the situations and 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s2Se6Li-omaXOAhz3LAPAkO97Tk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s2Se6Li-omaXOAhz3LAPAkO97Tk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/cAsKBvVjxfA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-what-can-go-wrong-does-go-wrong.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGSXo7fSp7ImA9WhRUEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-8246224788211673764</id><published>2012-01-21T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T13:17:08.405-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-21T13:17:08.405-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Harley Davidson motorcycles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mancuso Harley Davidson" /><title>Where Everybody Knows Your Name</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/8246224788211673764/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=8246224788211673764" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/8246224788211673764?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/8246224788211673764?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/BtDLaKeL0ZI/where-everybody-knows-your-name.html" title="Where Everybody Knows Your Name" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It kind of feels like the old TV show Cheers, where a customer walks in and everybody knows his or her name, going to Mancuso Harley Davidson, the place we bought our 2010 Softtail Custom motorcycle a little over a year ago.  You walk in and the salesman who sold you your bike remembers you, comes over to shake your hand or, in my case, give me a hug.  The store manager knows you, the customer 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/upSZrAw_eJtQ5xVVdJCakmW2dFk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/upSZrAw_eJtQ5xVVdJCakmW2dFk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/BtDLaKeL0ZI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-everybody-knows-your-name.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMMRn84fCp7ImA9WhRVF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-8084570587436859952</id><published>2012-01-16T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:28:07.134-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-16T22:28:07.134-06:00</app:edited><title>Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/8084570587436859952/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=8084570587436859952" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/8084570587436859952?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/8084570587436859952?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/r9XrLwkq8pM/happy-martin-luther-king-jr-day.html" title="Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day!" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I was too young and I lived in the wrong part of the country to remember much about Martin Luther King, Jr.  When he was assassinated, I was only six years old -- not old enough to remember or to understand.  
But I have lived my whole life with the legacy he left behind.  His work for equality for all people has touched me the most.

Since I grew up in what was then mostly a "white" part of the 
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This is just one of the many things we can do.  BQW is a "mom and pop" company, everything is handcrafted 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VdtUOrN_WYSZtT93s4aOuMp4R0A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VdtUOrN_WYSZtT93s4aOuMp4R0A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/VZw9BGgde80" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/01/branham-quality-woodwork.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4NRnwzeyp7ImA9WhRVFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-5358673275215048284</id><published>2012-01-13T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:43:17.283-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T15:43:17.283-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unemployed and 50" /><title>Frustration</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/5358673275215048284/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=5358673275215048284" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/5358673275215048284?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/5358673275215048284?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/ddhr2wGWgoc/frustration.html" title="Frustration" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It's been six months or so since I lost my job and a medical transcriptionist.  At first I didn't mind so much because I needed a break.  I'd been doing my job for many years and was bored with it.  It was something I could pretty much do without much of a challenge except the part about having to sit at my desk all day.  I was also happy to be giving my hands and arms a much needed break as I 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PWBzn3NQTNcN5mzrsY3Qp_ejx9A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PWBzn3NQTNcN5mzrsY3Qp_ejx9A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/ddhr2wGWgoc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/01/frustration.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAMRXw9fyp7ImA9WhRWGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-4665572320131563121</id><published>2012-01-07T09:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:06:24.267-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-07T09:06:24.267-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2012" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="End of the world" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mayans" /><title>What The Mayan Elders Are Saying About 2012 by Carlos Barrios</title><link rel="related" href="http://www.seri-worldwide.org/id435.html" title="What The Mayan Elders Are Saying About 2012 by Carlos Barrios" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/4665572320131563121/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=4665572320131563121" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4665572320131563121?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4665572320131563121?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/PdWcZup4qoU/what-mayan-elders-are-saying-about-2012.html" title="What The Mayan Elders Are Saying About 2012 by Carlos Barrios" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Carlos Barrios, Mayan elder and Ajq'ij (is a ceremonial priest and spiritual guide) of the Eagle Clan. Carlos initiated an investigation into the different Mayan calendars circulating. Carlos along with his brother Gerardo studied with many teachers and interviewed nearly 600 traditional Mayan elders to widen their scope of knowledge. 

Carlos found out quickly there were several conflicting 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VN2_3bmD7a9zJBC2K_kYwzaiOws/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VN2_3bmD7a9zJBC2K_kYwzaiOws/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/PdWcZup4qoU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-mayan-elders-are-saying-about-2012.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIAQnc7fyp7ImA9WhRWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-3425075297522877065</id><published>2012-01-06T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T13:02:23.907-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-06T13:02:23.907-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Republicans" /><title>Dear Republican Party Leaders</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/3425075297522877065/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=3425075297522877065" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/3425075297522877065?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/3425075297522877065?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/g8rTZCoiKJg/dear-republican-party-leaders.html" title="Dear Republican Party Leaders" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I used to vote Republican, up until we got George W. Bush, and then I quit voting for anyone even remotely related to your party.  You became so far right of the majority of Americans that I just couldn't stomach it any more.  You let the likes of FOX News, Rush Limbaugh, Hannity and Glen Beck become your public mouthpieces and you let religions leaders begin to run your agenda.  You forgot that 
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War always has a heavy toll carried by untold numbers that are never counted as casualties of war.

Families bear the burden, the grief while politicians keep pounding the drums of war and sending our sons and daughters to fight.  I hope that some day, some how, humanity will 
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This morning we got up early to meet up with the HOGS for a group ride to Onalaska, TX, about 80 or 90 miles from home.  We rode in three groups, as there were about 60 people participating in the ride.  All in all it was a great ride and a perfect day, even though the toilets were backed up and overflowing at the scheduled pit stop, so we 
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As the year 2011 comes to an end, I pause and think of all that I have experienced, all that I have lived and loved, the highs and the lows and of the blessings I enjoy.
My family has grown by leaps and bounds, adding (soon officially) Misty, Alex and Brook, via Danielle, and Charley via Jaime.  
Dani seems to have found the love of her life and it gives me great
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WbIZKvljyGUn4nzem83xNhKriOA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WbIZKvljyGUn4nzem83xNhKriOA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/vEkkJpoJyv8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-2011-hello-2012.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ACRX4_cSp7ImA9WhRXGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-2166208964202707082</id><published>2011-12-26T08:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:29:24.049-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-26T08:29:24.049-06:00</app:edited><title>Christmas</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/2166208964202707082/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=2166208964202707082" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/2166208964202707082?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/2166208964202707082?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/r_OozpY-0Jo/christmas.html" title="Christmas" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwANImzABBs/TviEXdvVKzI/AAAAAAAAA2k/SYx2E8Ytj4Y/s72-c/032.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">It always feels like somebody is missing when my family gets together, but this year, somehow, my heart didn't ache for the first time and I come away from Christmas feeling ... happy. For the first time in several years my family, well most of us, were together. The only ones missing were my stepdaughter and her family but we were able to talk with them on the phone, which helps some.Mark is 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8gFk51xHWXk2bMRU_X93VAukmvc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8gFk51xHWXk2bMRU_X93VAukmvc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/r_OozpY-0Jo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ABQX88cCp7ImA9WhRQFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-1936017399792609542</id><published>2011-12-11T09:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:02:30.178-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-11T09:02:30.178-06:00</app:edited><title>On the Road II</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/1936017399792609542/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=1936017399792609542" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/1936017399792609542?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/1936017399792609542?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/YaiBsrwnTzs/on-road-ii.html" title="On the Road II" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/YJP3j9K411w/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AH3YNb_M0ddITAn_UE6rZ5AQHv4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AH3YNb_M0ddITAn_UE6rZ5AQHv4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/Q7tpJny24SE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2011/12/wreaths-across-america-houston.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYNQH4ycCp7ImA9WhRRFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-4692201708885438755</id><published>2011-11-30T07:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T08:26:31.098-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-30T08:26:31.098-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mourning during the holidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grief" /><title>Mourning During the Holidays</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/4692201708885438755/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=4692201708885438755" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4692201708885438755?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/4692201708885438755?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/Lieg2sBTVIY/mourning-during-holidays.html" title="Mourning During the Holidays" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Z0EmvCb5rI/TtY1qFVIm3I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/huKW5XFN9xo/s72-c/254899_1622359573347_1667199098_1084865_6764248_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It's a fact of life that we all have to deal with at one time or another in our lives. People we love die and it hurts down to the deepest core of who we are as human beings when they do. We grieve their passing because we loved them and we miss them terribly.The holidays can be a very, very hard time for us. Because I have so many friends who are going through tremendous loss this holiday season
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qtPX5XRVHVLoDzM5Fn1TZdhUOnI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qtPX5XRVHVLoDzM5Fn1TZdhUOnI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~4/kljXOOE281U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://amybranham.blogspot.com/2011/11/king-tut.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQDRHkyeip7ImA9WhRSEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18903053.post-444667411590734174</id><published>2011-11-12T08:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T08:16:15.792-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-12T08:16:15.792-06:00</app:edited><title>Sadness</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://amybranham.blogspot.com/feeds/444667411590734174/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18903053&amp;postID=444667411590734174" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/444667411590734174?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18903053/posts/default/444667411590734174?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustAmysWorld/~3/UHZIDich5Zk/sadness.html" title="Sadness" /><author><name>Amy Branham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02793786637244058806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">The phone rang about 2:00 in the afternoon or so Thursday, and Maxx answered it. On the other end of the line is our friend Judith... Come get me, I can't drive. Kevin is dead... Kevin is her husband and he took his life in the early hours of the morning at work. She is at the AT&amp;amp;T store where she got the phone call from the medical examiner's office. We dropped everything and drove to be with 
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