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"During these forty years, the Lord your God has been with you, and you have lacked nothing."  Deut. 2:7</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</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/blogspot/marybethsbackforty" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/marybethsbackforty" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/marybethsbackforty</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08HQXw4fCp7ImA9WxNbGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-7117119520577304737</id><published>2009-11-22T18:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:17:10.234-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-22T18:17:10.234-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas" /><title>Conversation With My 7 year old Niece</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Aunt MB:   "Hey sweet niece, what do you want for Christmas this year."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Niece:  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Storage."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Aunt MB:  "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say WHAT?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Niece:  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Storage."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SwnE6hX_-XI/AAAAAAAABaA/9tUmX7d4xN0/s200/B00275VCL2.16._SX400_SCLZZZZZZZ_V224120989_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069337305479538" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So... storage she wants, storage she gets... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yes... she is getting something fun too!!!  Tickets to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Little House on the Prairie the Musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; starring &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa Gilbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as MA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My 14 year old Girl has been BEGGING to go.  She entered contests... prayed over said contests to win tickets.... for weeks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;... let me say it again... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;...win... so I purchased 3 sixth row center section tickets for her Christmas present... and one for my mom &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(Merry Christmas, MA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... and one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tickets arrive in the mail.  Swoop them up the office before daughter sees surprise... turned on computer... opened email...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and GUESS what we WON???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;YES... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;WO&lt;/span&gt; tickets to the Little House on the Prairie Musical&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;. same production... different night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;REMEMBER... do NOT underestimate the faith of your child!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thought about selling tickets on Ebay to make a little money back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'organizational, storage requesting" niece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; says to beloved cousin, my girl ... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I WISH I WISH I WISH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could go see LHOTP Musical.  I've been BEGGING my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;SO... guess what niece can put in her storage???  Two tickets and mementos from her night out with her mom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SwnAha9dXiI/AAAAAAAABZo/M4jM0aGsnyE/s320/VID00231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407064508040306210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"HEY, beloved SIS IN LAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... guess what YOU'RE getting for Christmas???  Feel the love!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: normal; "&gt;See the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on sweet niece's face when opening gift today. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(we had an early Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;FYI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;sweet&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;niece does &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;take after her organizationally challenged AUNT.  Her request for storage would be from the ultimate organizational queen... Her wonderful Mom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh how I love her and long for some of those genes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HOWEVER... FAMILY ... take note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;request &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;STORAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-7117119520577304737?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/K-VkU0lMLZ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/7117119520577304737/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=7117119520577304737" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7117119520577304737?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7117119520577304737?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/K-VkU0lMLZ0/conversation-with-my-7-year-old-niece.html" title="Conversation With My 7 year old Niece" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SwnE6hX_-XI/AAAAAAAABaA/9tUmX7d4xN0/s72-c/B00275VCL2.16._SX400_SCLZZZZZZZ_V224120989_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/11/conversation-with-my-7-year-old-niece.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UAQn49fyp7ImA9WxNbEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-3494313207057668137</id><published>2009-11-13T11:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:00:43.067-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-13T13:00:43.067-05:00</app:edited><title>Lesson From My HUBBY</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Lesson learned from HUBBY... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; remember to remove keys &amp;amp; cell phone from vehicle before stopping to get morning coffee at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. Flu-phobic store owners &amp;amp; snooty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I-phone users &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;refuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; to let you use their phones to call your wife to rescue you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;. When you finally &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERSUADE'..&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a desperate, losing my patience, bordering on violence sort of way&lt;/span&gt;)... the non-germaphobe, non-iphone user to let you use their phone... bringing keys to stranded husband is a little difficult when you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE CAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.  Good Neighbors are not always available... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;THANK THE LOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for Barry Black who... like a good neighbor... was there, came &amp;amp; got our extra keys &amp;amp; rescued stranded hubby who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; really needs to use the facilities from all the coffee consumed during 'wait' because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;restroom was NOT available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to contaminated public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  Make coffee at home... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;saves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; precious time and money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-3494313207057668137?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/vv-0IVBcmtk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/3494313207057668137/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=3494313207057668137" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/3494313207057668137?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/3494313207057668137?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/vv-0IVBcmtk/lesson-from-my-hubby.html" title="Lesson From My HUBBY" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/11/lesson-from-my-hubby.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8HQHY_fip7ImA9WxNUGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-1194887540534952378</id><published>2009-11-08T17:18:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:00:31.846-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-09T20:00:31.846-05:00</app:edited><title>Leave it to the Preacher's Wife...</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...to get me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;bloggin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;' again.  It's been since July.  I started an INSANE temp job in May... it consumed me at about 80=90 hours / week... when the insanity stopped in August... I had just gotten out of the habit...  so... here we go... JUST FOR YOU MY FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apreacherswife.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apreacherswife.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;LISA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; text-align: center; font-family: Helvetica; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://27914658-20C4-4863-B910-7FB21E80709C/m2mscavengerhunt.jpg" alt="m2mscavengerhunt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 24px;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"  &gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1.  First Name.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mary Beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2.  State and Country of Residence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Michigan - good ole US of A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3.  Husband’s Ministry Title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Director of Michigan Missions and Church Planting for the Assemblies of God Michigan District. (A Mouthful, I know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4.  Length of time in Current Ministry Location. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6.5 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5.  Children?  If yes, give gender and ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Awesome Boy - 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Incredible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Girl - 14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6.  Number of unique  homes in which you’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; lived during your marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;8 homes - Our #2 home was living with grandparents for 2 years.  It was AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;7.  Cook Sunday lunch or eat out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-cookin.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-cookin.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me COOK????&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;BWaaaaahhaaaaahhhaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;8.  Typically on time for Sunday School or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Depends of your definition of "on time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;9.  Favorite TV Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.... I love LOST but I do like reality TV too... Survivor (Russell cracks us up), Amazing Race (go Globetrotters), &amp;amp; Biggest Loser.(so glad Tracy is gone. Loved Abby!)... and Americal IDOL! (I would SO tryout if they had an over 40 American Oldie Idol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;10.  Something you watch/like/do that you would never tell the church people. (Except now you just did…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Don't know... I'm pretty real about everything...&lt;a href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-domestically-challenged.html"&gt;Domestically Challenged.&lt;/a&gt;.. ummm they know that... my husband and I sometimes argue.. they know that.... &lt;a href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html"&gt;I sometimes raise my voice with my kids...&lt;/a&gt; uhhh... they know that too... let's see... i used to get really sick to my stomach every time I had to get up in front of people and perform or speak... even though I LOVE doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;11.  Most annoying church-related pet peeve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;CHURCH PEOPLE punishing their kids by not letting them go to church (youth group, kids church, etc.) HELLO?? Couldn't think of a better place for them to be when they're "raising a little Cain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;12.  One thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ng you need to throw away but can’t bring yourself to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;How about my black /white houndstooth skirt from 1991.  I KNOW I'll fit into again when it comes back in style... I just KNOW it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;13.  The one food you can not live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oatmeal.  Yes Oatmeal...with blueberries... brown sugar and cinnamon... Every morning... yep... boring...I know... but it keeps my tummy happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;14.  Parsonage or have your own home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Own home now.... but have lived in a parsonage twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;15.  Freak when the doorbell rings or always ready for a visitor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;awwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  FREAK OUT!  (can you hear me singing that old song! ) IF my house is not together...However... I always smile...welcome them in... (cause I DO love having company)   they just have  to take my lived in house as is... and you know what... thought it drives me crazy thinking "what do they think of me that I have dirty dishes in the sink.... unfolded laundry on the couch" ...they love that my house is not always perfect... at least that's what they tell me to my face so I don't feel bad!  HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apreacherswife.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Preacher's Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.  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FAR from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;He is the life of the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkHrlxHBI/AAAAAAAABXY/P-sbc6D0x0k/s1600-h/3d+glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkHrlxHBI/AAAAAAAABXY/P-sbc6D0x0k/s320/3d+glasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353693771415493650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skweor7q6fI/AAAAAAAABW4/B-NcevANUcQ/s1600-h/Grandpa+sleeping+in+hardware+store.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skweor7q6fI/AAAAAAAABW4/B-NcevANUcQ/s320/Grandpa+sleeping+in+hardware+store.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687741373278706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Really he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mr. Fix it for Mr. Broke it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkI8qsM7I/AAAAAAAABYE/59iOEVlAp-w/s1600-h/dad+fixing+jeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkI8qsM7I/AAAAAAAABYE/59iOEVlAp-w/s320/dad+fixing+jeep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353693793179415474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mr. RIGHT for his wifey. (52 of being Mr. Right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkweoiweoFI/AAAAAAAABXA/vBN8O6gICWw/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkweoiweoFI/AAAAAAAABXA/vBN8O6gICWw/s320/scan0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687738910416978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkoFZbMcI/AAAAAAAABYY/1UwFfkgF19M/s1600-h/kissing+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkoFZbMcI/AAAAAAAABYY/1UwFfkgF19M/s320/kissing+mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353694328098861506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwepK9R46I/AAAAAAAABXQ/jQWZEF-yY-w/s1600-h/scan0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwepK9R46I/AAAAAAAABXQ/jQWZEF-yY-w/s320/scan0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687749701526434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkIv4Ju3I/AAAAAAAABX4/yh0zyJP8nf0/s1600-h/dad+and+weston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkIv4Ju3I/AAAAAAAABX4/yh0zyJP8nf0/s320/dad+and+weston.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353693789746215794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skweo4S-suI/AAAAAAAABXI/63_rmt4tA4M/s1600-h/scan0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skweo4S-suI/AAAAAAAABXI/63_rmt4tA4M/s320/scan0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687744692269794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The best Grandpa around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkIKGFvoI/AAAAAAAABXs/ypSClEFw0nk/s1600-h/dad+and+tash+and+alicia+in+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkIKGFvoI/AAAAAAAABXs/ypSClEFw0nk/s320/dad+and+tash+and+alicia+in+water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353693779604127362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;came to my rescue and drove me 18 hours home when I wouldn't fly back to Arkansas after a major airplane crash in Detroit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The best Son-in-law (in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkweocDDGTI/AAAAAAAABWw/vAk9HjGGCro/s1600-h/Gandpa+and+his+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkweocDDGTI/AAAAAAAABWw/vAk9HjGGCro/s320/Gandpa+and+his+bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687737109256498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;his eyes :) to my Gram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Who can forget when he caught the bear in his garage... and was on the news... and in the paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkHzv1SjI/AAAAAAAABXg/3uS82JH5C-c/s1600-h/dad+and+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkHzv1SjI/AAAAAAAABXg/3uS82JH5C-c/s320/dad+and+bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353693773605194290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the BEST dad anyone could ever have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how many times in my life he has bailed me out&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;been patient with me when I wrecked his cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;fixed things at my house ( I especially appreciate his sweet skills for blocking all entryways for little critters to get inside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;as a kid would turn on the stereo, grab my hand, and dance with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;worked so hard every single day to provide for his family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;never blinks and eye to drive hours and hours to see his kids... or mostly his GRANDKIDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skwkobi94YI/AAAAAAAABYg/G3ECMGpJk_I/s1600-h/makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skwkobi94YI/AAAAAAAABYg/G3ECMGpJk_I/s320/makeup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353694334044463490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkoiaKbmI/AAAAAAAABYo/E6ddl8AoXwU/s1600-h/makeup+finished.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwkoiaKbmI/AAAAAAAABYo/E6ddl8AoXwU/s320/makeup+finished.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353694335886585442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;can call my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'BRAT' &lt;/span&gt;and get away with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;is a great dog sitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;can talk to anyone... for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;long time... (ha!  I love you daddy! Guess who gets that from you? your GRANDDAUGHTER!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;took care of his mother after his dad died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;faithful to the LORD and to his church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;stood by me throughout my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; (I wish I had a wedding picture scanned of him walking me down aisle on my wedding day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skwla4zo68I/AAAAAAAABZI/HJ0p0Ructdg/s1600-h/homecoming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skwla4zo68I/AAAAAAAABZI/HJ0p0Ructdg/s320/homecoming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353695200892480450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;always blesses his kids..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;"hey dad... I need a scanner... :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwlaoajDGI/AAAAAAAABZA/QFEIKS8iAtU/s1600-h/scan0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwlaoajDGI/AAAAAAAABZA/QFEIKS8iAtU/s320/scan0095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353695196492270690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;has the BEST Life Group at his church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;GIVES and GIVES and GIVES... many times anonymously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;LOVES and LOVES and LOVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skwlaa_0ROI/AAAAAAAABY4/g_e5oXpFaCw/s1600-h/scan0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Skwlaa_0ROI/AAAAAAAABY4/g_e5oXpFaCw/s320/scan0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353695192890492130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dad.  There are not enough words to say how BLESSED I a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;that the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ORD choose me to be your daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Have a wonderful day.  You SO deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Enjoy your meatloaf and scalloped potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-5262983962938478720?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/Gig5-bG2vYM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/5262983962938478720/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=5262983962938478720" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/5262983962938478720?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/5262983962938478720?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/Gig5-bG2vYM/happy-75th-birthday-dad.html" title="HAPPY 75th BIRTHDAY, DAD!!!" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SkwnZeSnu9I/AAAAAAAABZQ/mQiNIFV7CBo/s72-c/scan0084.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-75th-birthday-dad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cGSHc7cCp7ImA9WxJWEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-6061950215927510132</id><published>2009-06-15T22:53:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:43:49.908-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-16T06:43:49.908-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Happy 25th Anniversary to Hubby &amp; Me!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SjcNRF4MjXI/AAAAAAAABWQ/8gDo63Q8pl0/s1600-h/wedding+4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SjcNRF4MjXI/AAAAAAAABWQ/8gDo63Q8pl0/s400/wedding+4-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347757669812571506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today, June 16, 2009 marks the 25th anniversary of the day I married the man of my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when you're having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when my parents celebrated their 25th... they were 'old'!   NOW here we are...  NOT so old... at least in our minds.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Sweetheart for 25 years of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Laughter (I love your infectious laugh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 amazing kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Living out our calling in pastoral ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Commitment through the frustrating times and struggles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-The Making Up after those times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Sharing your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Leading our family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Watching Little House on the Prairie with Brianna... and the tear that rolls down your cheek during those touching episodes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Coaching Weston's soccer team faithfully for years (you were a great coach!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Loving my family as your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Being a husband of prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Working hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-A Love for learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Integrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-For taking your off day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Cherishing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Believing in me when I didn't believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Always making time for just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Putting our family number 2 after Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-For Loving Jesus First.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and I could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love you more today than yesterday but not as much as I will love you tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for 25 incredible years.  Looking forward to the ride of 25 more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-6061950215927510132?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/0rpzz7GxEOc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/6061950215927510132/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=6061950215927510132" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/6061950215927510132?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/6061950215927510132?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/0rpzz7GxEOc/happy-25th-anniversary-to-me-hubby.html" title="Happy 25th Anniversary to Hubby &amp; Me!" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SjcNRF4MjXI/AAAAAAAABWQ/8gDo63Q8pl0/s72-c/wedding+4-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>18</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-25th-anniversary-to-me-hubby.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UGSHc6eCp7ImA9WhdVFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-2800130054863949978</id><published>2009-03-19T20:55:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:47:09.910-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-22T09:47:09.910-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="domestic diva enlightenments" /><title>For the Domestically Challenged...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hi! My name is Mary Beth and I am domestically challenged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I have come to realize that the reason I and so many others feel a major inferiority complex when it comes to this issue, is due to intimidation of the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=proverbs%2031&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;By the way ... I have a name for the Proverbs 31 woman... MADGE... because I believe she was a figment of the author's i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAG&lt;/span&gt;ination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;one little thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that gets over looked in this passage and &lt;strong&gt;that we all&lt;/strong&gt; should remember is in this verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;v15:&lt;/strong&gt; She provides food for her family and portions for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SERVANT GIRLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... she had &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERVANTS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Doesn't that bring a whole new understanding to this passage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE TOO&lt;/strong&gt; could go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; for fields, flax, and wool, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;... spinning said fabrics to make linen clothing and bed comforters ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;... plant a vineyard in purchased acreage... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;... take care of the needy &lt;em&gt;(in addition to our husband &amp;amp; offspring)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;... play with our kids all day&lt;br /&gt;... AND be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oozing with wisdom&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;ALL THE TIME&lt;/strong&gt; we'd have to study the WORD &amp;amp; pray... yes... we'd be super spiritual! (pronounced in the southern, evangelistic way... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speer-chu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;l.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL because of our &lt;strong&gt;blessed servant girls&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; WOULDN'T &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;be able to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laugh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the days to come knowing someone&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ELSE&lt;/span&gt; is doing your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dishes&lt;/strong&gt;, cleaning your &lt;strong&gt;toilet&lt;/strong&gt;, and scrubbing your &lt;strong&gt;floors&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE SET FREE Girlfriends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cut yourself some slack and enjoy who GOD created &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;quit comparing yourself to Madge...or anyone else... thinking I can NEVER measure up to her... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNLESS&lt;/span&gt; you have servants... then I'd better see me some flax spinning going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... if I only had me some servant girls... or Molly Maids... Molly Maids would do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/tcw/2009/marapr/domesticallychallenged.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;READ THIS ARTICLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from Today's Christian Woman about the Domestically Challenged. It came today as I was getting ready to write this blog. How fun is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-2800130054863949978?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/_cdzLwMC1U0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/2800130054863949978/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=2800130054863949978" title="26 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2800130054863949978?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2800130054863949978?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/_cdzLwMC1U0/for-domestically-challenged.html" title="For the Domestically Challenged..." /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><thr:total>26</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-domestically-challenged.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMFQ389eSp7ImA9WxVVGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-4796957453025580281</id><published>2009-03-11T09:24:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:33:32.161-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-11T19:33:32.161-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="domestic diva enlightenments" /><title>WHAT'S COOKIN'?</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does the following ever happen to anyone else?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I decide I am going to go outside of my gifts and abilities and fix a good meal for my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Man in your life sits down to the labor intensive meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I am so proud that I actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;COOKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DECENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I place the food on the table...and I can see the look in his eyes&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE HAD THE SAME THING FOR LUNCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If I fix...spaghetti with homemade sauce ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; chicken ... mexican ... burgers and homemade fries, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(let's see...what else do I know how to fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;????&lt;/span&gt;) ...or something &lt;strong&gt;"out of the ordinary" for me &lt;/strong&gt;...like Parmesan Chicken ... or Hawaiian Chicken ... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HE HAD IT FOR LUNCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Periodically, when I think of it, I will call him &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt; I delve into the cookbook to find out what he had over the noon hour to avert any repeat delicacies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The other day I did this very thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ME:&lt;/span&gt; "Hey Babe...just wondering what you had for lunch?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIM:&lt;/span&gt; "A granola bar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ME:&lt;/span&gt; "OH MAN ... that's what I was gonna fix for dinner!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;He laughed. I laughed. A bonding time for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;wonderful recipes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;to help you with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;visit my friend,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realnetta.com/2009/02/nettas-niche-favorite-recipes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NETTA'S&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE ROCKS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;with inspiration in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-4796957453025580281?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/mTCRV_7MPu4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/4796957453025580281/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=4796957453025580281" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/4796957453025580281?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/4796957453025580281?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/mTCRV_7MPu4/whats-cookin.html" title="WHAT'S COOKIN'?" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><thr:total>18</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-cookin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4GQ3k5fip7ImA9WxVWE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-6329659953251894605</id><published>2009-02-22T17:00:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:05:22.726-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-22T18:05:22.726-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>"A Blog by Steve" Revisited</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In honor of my man's birthday today, I decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;repost&lt;/span&gt; this blog from 2007. If you did not have the privilege of reading it then, you are in for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;October 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Mary Beth showed me a blog the other day asking the question, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://annemariehauger.typepad.com/loveembraceandlive/2007/08/women-wearing-t.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Who Wears the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://annemariehauger.typepad.com/loveembraceandlive/2007/08/women-wearing-t.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nts&lt;/span&gt; in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2j3jJn6lI/AAAAAAAAANk/TVhypKbg-kg/s1600-h/steve+pans.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://annemariehauger.typepad.com/loveembraceandlive/2007/08/women-wearing-t.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OF COURSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, in my marriage I have always worn the pants... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(right honey??).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;This was reinforced this last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;My wife and I were folding laundry... getting me ready for my upcoming trip. As she was hanging my pants on the hangers she suddenly exclaimed... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HEY, these are my pants. I have been looking for these&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;An immediate feeling of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;humiliation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; overwhelmed me as I informed my lovely, gracious wife.... "I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; those pants this week!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Brianna and Mary Beth, in an ever so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sympathetic&lt;/span&gt; way, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BURST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into uncontrollable laughter, rolling to and fro on the bed...throwing out these thought provoking questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't they&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; fit&lt;/span&gt; differently? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;YES...I am wearing MY khaki pants!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2p7TJn6rI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pG84LIc6fT4/s1600-h/steve+pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106424388726024882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2p7TJn6rI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pG84LIc6fT4/s400/steve+pants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Weren't they&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; too short&lt;/span&gt;?" (YES...my wife's inseam is longer than mine!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;"How could you &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; know, Mr. Fashion Man?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;With much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chagrin&lt;/span&gt; and embarrassment, I replied...."Well, I did wonder why my wallet didn't fit into those &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;little back pockets&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I didn't remember having any Khaki pants with a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOOK instead of a BUTTON!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it did feel like I needed to pull them up&lt;/span&gt; OVER &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my stomach instead of sit&lt;/span&gt; BELOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Of course, it came on the heels of watching an episode of Season 3 of The Office which included this scene...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2ngTJn6oI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oW7PK3mxogY/s1600-h/the+office+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106421725846301314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2ngTJn6oI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oW7PK3mxogY/s400/the+office+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Pam, would you please tell Darryl that this is not a woman’s suit.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pam&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;O my, that’s a woman’s suit&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;There were these huge bins of clothes. And everybody was r&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ifling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; through them, like crazy. And I grabbed one. And it fit. So I don’t think that this is totally just a woman’s suit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pam:&lt;/span&gt; It has shoulder pads! &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2nkTJn6pI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0RA0PhShKwo/s1600-h/the+office+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106421794565778066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2nkTJn6pI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0RA0PhShKwo/s400/the+office+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Who makes it?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Um, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MISSterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And it is mysterious, because the buttons are on the wrong side. That’s the mystery. And I did wonder why there were NO BACK POCKETS!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2i4jJn6kI/AAAAAAAAANc/wiiqjTDiz5w/s1600-h/stee+snooziin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now you know. I wear the pants in our relationship.... but they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY WIFE'S&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-6329659953251894605?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/m1kOIidx8WU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/6329659953251894605/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=6329659953251894605" title="21 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/6329659953251894605?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/6329659953251894605?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/m1kOIidx8WU/blog-by-steve.html" title="&quot;A Blog by Steve&quot; Revisited" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/Rt2p7TJn6rI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pG84LIc6fT4/s72-c/steve+pants.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-by-steve.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEAQHo4eyp7ImA9WxVXGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-6142293712392687275</id><published>2009-02-12T20:42:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:37:21.433-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-17T11:37:21.433-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Are You Wearing Your Heart on Your Face?</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SZMJgUkvu-I/AAAAAAAABVI/Ry-wUrAZ-uY/s1600-h/weston+%26+brianna+heart.jpg+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301591637228501986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SZMJgUkvu-I/AAAAAAAABVI/Ry-wUrAZ-uY/s400/weston+%26+brianna+heart.jpg+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures of my kids from about 11 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;It got me thinking about the old adage, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Are you wearing your heart on your sleeve?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I never really understood that in my shallow thinking mind... wondering, "But, what if you aren't wearing sleeves? Are you heartless and unfeeling?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;ANYWAY... making more sense to me is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Are you wearing your heart on your face?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;SAY WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;The WORD of God says this in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proverbs 27:19 - "As water reflects a face, so a man's heart reflects the man."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I believe our face is a reflection of our heart. My husband always says my eyes speak &lt;strong&gt;VOLUMES!&lt;/strong&gt; My lips can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt;... and even carrying on pleasant conversation... but my eyes are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;throwing flames...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like it speaks of here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Job 15:12 (Amplified Bible) - "&lt;/span&gt;Why does your heart carry you away&lt;em&gt; [why allow yourself to be controlled by feeling&lt;/em&gt;]? And why do your eyes flash &lt;em&gt;[in anger or contempt]."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes... my language is syrupy sweet.... but my lips are pursed in frustration or disgust... and my eyes reflect the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Sadness and joy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Proverbs 15:13 says this: "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I also find this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nehemiah&lt;/span&gt; 2:2 - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Why does your face look so sad when you are not ill? This can be nothing but sadness of heart."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;When we experience fear... OH how our face... and sometimes body language can reflect that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;In Daniel 5:6 we read: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"His ( King Belshazzar's) face turned pale and he was so frightened that his knees knocked together and his legs gave way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;That really makes me laugh. Call me weirdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I also read many scriptures that correlate &lt;strong&gt;"Haughty Eyes"&lt;/strong&gt; with a &lt;strong&gt;"Prideful Heart."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But LOOK&lt;/strong&gt; at what happens when we spend time with HIM... in prayer... in HIS WORD... when we let our heart reflect HIS love, HIS joy, HIS strength... no matter what circumstances we may be facing... what emotion we may be battling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Psalm 34:5 - "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those who look to him are radiant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Exodus 34:29 - "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When Moses came down from Mount Sinai ...he was not aware that his face was radiant because he had spoken with the LORD."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Psalm 19:8 - "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The precepts of the LORD are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the LORD are radiant, giving light to the eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;I don't know about you, but I want to work on this. I want my face to emulate true radiance from being with Jesus &lt;strong&gt;no matter what&lt;/strong&gt; emotional roller coaster I am riding or circumstance that is encompassing my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO, tell me, what kind of heart is your face reflecting?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;p.s.... I hope for Valentine's Day it is reflecting a heart of LOVE for those closest to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-6142293712392687275?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/alhyq5CuTy4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/6142293712392687275/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=6142293712392687275" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/6142293712392687275?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/6142293712392687275?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/alhyq5CuTy4/are-you-wearing-your-heart-on-your-face.html" title="Are You Wearing Your Heart on Your Face?" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SZMJgUkvu-I/AAAAAAAABVI/Ry-wUrAZ-uY/s72-c/weston+%26+brianna+heart.jpg+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2007/05/are-you-wearing-your-heart-on-your-face.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMAR3c-eSp7ImA9WxVQEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-2406003518993710477</id><published>2009-01-29T13:14:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:10:46.951-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-29T16:10:46.951-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><title>SNOW ICE CREAM!  Want some?</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Having RECORD BREAKING snowfall has its perks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Snow Ice Cream is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a YUMMY, simple recipe with just 5 ingredients: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snow, sweetened condensed milk, vanilla, milk &amp;amp; sugar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH2onZ5QuI/AAAAAAAABTw/o9ZmzLHBGy0/s1600-h/Dad+making.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296785814397207266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH2onZ5QuI/AAAAAAAABTw/o9ZmzLHBGy0/s320/Dad+making.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;THIS is thanks to my father-in-love, who while visiting from Arkansas, made it for us EVERY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ya'll&lt;/span&gt; know them southern folk don't get snow everyday... so they make the most of it. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;we'uns&lt;/span&gt; benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hubby made it yesterday for the office staff... after a freshly fallen snow. They couldn't get enough! They are making it again today for a Children's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ministries&lt;/span&gt; Meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;SO in honor of my Father-in-Love's Birthday TODAY... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Happy Birthday, Dad...) ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Make some SNOW ICE CREAM and enjoy this smooth, creamy taste you will crave all winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;NOW... this takes some trial and error... depending on your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tastebuds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you get one Southern Father-in-Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH3ovAUb-I/AAAAAAAABUQ/rBesB9Xgf1w/s1600-h/Dad+Brown+sweatshirt.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296786915949047778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH3ovAUb-I/AAAAAAAABUQ/rBesB9Xgf1w/s320/Dad+Brown+sweatshirt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECOND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - he mixes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1 Can of Sweetened Condensed Milk&lt;br /&gt;(the light tastes yummy too... minus a few calories.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then add:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Vanilla to taste... (start with a teaspoon) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Milk to thin it... (start with 1/4 cup) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sugar... (start with 1/4 cup or less)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIRD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH5bRqg7lI/AAAAAAAABUo/l_bYMfgAUPo/s1600-h/steb%3Dve+getting+snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296788883757919826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH5bRqg7lI/AAAAAAAABUo/l_bYMfgAUPo/s200/steb%3Dve+getting+snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Have your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hunka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hunka&lt;/span&gt; burning love go and cool off by gathering clean &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHITE&lt;/span&gt; snow from the great outdoors.&lt;em&gt;(save the colored snow for those 'special' people in your life.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH2o6PIiRI/AAAAAAAABT4/MbImmVJ4RLs/s1600-h/table+of+snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296785819452344594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH2o6PIiRI/AAAAAAAABT4/MbImmVJ4RLs/s320/table+of+snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FOURTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH2pDheqNI/AAAAAAAABUA/h2A2ApsJRHo/s1600-h/snow.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296785821945211090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH2pDheqNI/AAAAAAAABUA/h2A2ApsJRHo/s320/snow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Put snow in a bowl ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH_Rm-YK3I/AAAAAAAABU4/afmwQFPvV68/s1600-h/two+bowls+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296795314749451122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH_Rm-YK3I/AAAAAAAABU4/afmwQFPvV68/s200/two+bowls+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;...and add some mixture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Stir around till you like the consistency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH1-84W37I/AAAAAAAABTY/vqJXvuKAd-0/s1600-h/bowl+upclose.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH9P5SIzBI/AAAAAAAABUw/5fQBJllxEYc/s1600-h/bowl+upclose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296793086281174034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH9P5SIzBI/AAAAAAAABUw/5fQBJllxEYc/s200/bowl+upclose.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the mix needs more of this or that... just add it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If I, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;culinary&lt;/span&gt; challenged can do this without 'set in snow' measurements, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU CAN TOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Let me know how you like it. We haven't made it for anyone who didn't &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Then I will tell my Father-in-Love he is famous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-2406003518993710477?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/55ksHm3wdJ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/2406003518993710477/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=2406003518993710477" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2406003518993710477?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2406003518993710477?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/55ksHm3wdJ0/snow-ice-cream-want-some.html" title="SNOW ICE CREAM!  Want some?" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SYH2onZ5QuI/AAAAAAAABTw/o9ZmzLHBGy0/s72-c/Dad+making.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-ice-cream-want-some.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcBQno_fSp7ImA9WxVSEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-1519402002875984677</id><published>2009-01-05T12:02:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:40:53.445-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-06T11:40:53.445-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><title>WHAT!!!!...You did NOT?...oh YES I did!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;After 44 years of virgin ears... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKmBaHj41I/AAAAAAAABR0/JcK9RtpK4cc/s1600-h/virgin+ear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKmBaHj41I/AAAAAAAABR0/JcK9RtpK4cc/s320/virgin+ear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287971455607497554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... I am now pierced!&lt;/span&gt;  A gift from my son... who thought his MOM should get over her legalistic self... and join the ranks of FREEDOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;After years of hearing me complain about clip on earrings... hurting... can't ever find any that I like... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;... he "encouraged" me to take the plunge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY, &lt;/span&gt;you ask did it take me so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt;' long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKpFk0mUaI/AAAAAAAABR8/lliLMFCAfR8/s1600-h/getting+them+pierced.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKpFk0mUaI/AAAAAAAABR8/lliLMFCAfR8/s320/getting+them+pierced.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287974825735115170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;WELL... I grew up in an era of ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; "If GOD would have wanted you to have holes in your ears... they would have been there when you were born."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;"If you are in that movie theater when Jesus comes back, you will be LEFT BEHIND!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I thank the LORD that I was usually a good girl... following the rules... never gave my parents reason to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;However when I went to BIBLE COLLEGE I went to my first movie theater... to see the movie Rocky 3... at the $ theater... with all the Baptist Bible College students who weren't supposed to be there either.  We all had an understanding, you see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then when we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pastored&lt;/span&gt; our church in Mt. Pleasant, I did the evil of all evils... wore PANTS to church... not just to church but on the PLATFORM to play the PIANO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I was getting WORLDLY... oh yes I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I did always wear make-up though.  Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;... but if a barn needs to be painted... you need to PAINT IT, girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKpwPnnQQI/AAAAAAAABSE/Nvppecge1YY/s1600-h/one+down...+next+one+happening..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKpwPnnQQI/AAAAAAAABSE/Nvppecge1YY/s320/one+down...+next+one+happening..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287975558777880834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Surely I jest... kindof... but I WOULD like to thank my parents... who raised me to love Jesus... be faithful to church... and to progress with the times... and to search within myself... sin or legalism... grace or condemnation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Just so you know... my mom got her ears pierced at age 65... a gift from my nieces... she LOVED it... that was 4 years ago.  She has been telling me to get with it all this time.  She followed in the footsteps of our friend &lt;a href="http://audreyfromadrian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Audrey.&lt;/a&gt;.. who was one of the biggest 'opponents' of ear piercing way back in the day... who decided at age 68... clip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt; were for the birds... and joined the ranks of the pierced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKqBOxvlVI/AAAAAAAABSM/rdn2jtwywQk/s1600-h/ear+pierced.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKqBOxvlVI/AAAAAAAABSM/rdn2jtwywQk/s200/ear+pierced.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287975850609710418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; I just saw my Gram tonight and she said jokingly in her Alabama lilt... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You done went out and sinned!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MY 13 girl responded...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I am never gonna sin like that.  I don't wanna go to Hell!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(really she just thinks it will be a pain to have one more thing to worry about every day.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I posted on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; status that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mary Beth just got her ears pierced for the first time in 44 years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;You should have seen all the comments that generated.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; the questions...Why DIDN'T you ever get them pierced??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... read the following verse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=67&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=13&amp;amp;version=65&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;1 Peter 2:13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Respect the authorities, whatever their level; they are God's emissaries for keeping order... Exercise your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;freedom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; by serving God, not by breaking the rules. Treat everyone you meet with dignity. Love your spiritual family. Revere God. Respect the government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I loved ( still love) my family... my pastors... my church.  Way back when... in the mid 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century... these were standards of the church.  I respected my authorities.  As those over me prayed and moved beyond these things... I, eventually, was set free as well.  HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKlD1qLnLI/AAAAAAAABRE/njnZHszgMVo/s1600-h/all+done...+things+remembered.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKlD1qLnLI/AAAAAAAABRE/njnZHszgMVo/s320/all+done...+things+remembered.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287970397848575154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;As I was thinking about "Freedom in Christ" I came across some great verses. Too long for this post.  BUT so many times we use "FREEDOM" as an excuse to sin... compromise our values... our standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We need to hear from the Holy Spirit... HE needs to be our voice of direction for TRUE Freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ANYHOO... all my friends and family now have it easier when buying me gifts... and hereafter, when people give me pierced earrings for my birthday or Christmas... I don't have to say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thanks... but I don't have pierced ears... "&lt;/span&gt; and then commence to see the shock and awe they exude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKqV9ems-I/AAAAAAAABSU/PXPnISnv6zo/s1600-h/How+does+it+look+green.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKqV9ems-I/AAAAAAAABSU/PXPnISnv6zo/s200/How+does+it+look+green.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287976206743286754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;One thing... I did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kindof&lt;/span&gt; like being the 'u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nusual&lt;/span&gt; one'.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I am a conformity (is that even a word???)  &lt;/span&gt;... well... those closest to me would probably beg to differ on that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;So tell me...Am I going to hell in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;handbasket&lt;/span&gt; for my actions?&lt;br /&gt;If I am... I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of dangling, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sparlky&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hoopy&lt;/span&gt;, ear ring wearers who'll be right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-1519402002875984677?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/sTHDSSbpWNM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/1519402002875984677/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=1519402002875984677" title="37 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/1519402002875984677?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/1519402002875984677?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/sTHDSSbpWNM/whatyou-did-notoh-yes-i-did.html" title="WHAT!!!!...You did NOT?...oh YES I did!" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SWKmBaHj41I/AAAAAAAABR0/JcK9RtpK4cc/s72-c/virgin+ear.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>37</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatyou-did-notoh-yes-i-did.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8EQn45fyp7ImA9WxRaGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-1229774238574984891</id><published>2008-12-20T15:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:26:43.027-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-20T15:26:43.027-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Give a ways" /><title>...AND We Have a Winner...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Congratulations to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453358102605274248"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; over at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://snipssnailsandpigtails.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snips, Snails, and Pigtails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; , the winner of my first blog Giveaway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;The autographed devotional for moms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.irritablemother.com/finding_joy.htm"&gt;Finding Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Hossink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" href="http://surviving-motherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Surviving Motherhood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; is yours.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kristen was selected by random drawing  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SU1Tt1UClHI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Bg2wxGThM0I/s1600-h/brianna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SU1Tt1UClHI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Bg2wxGThM0I/s320/brianna.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281969984845812850" border="0" /&gt;...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Make sure to check back and let us know how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finding Joy&lt;/span&gt; spoke to your heart as a mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Merry Christmas every one.  Celebrate Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-1229774238574984891?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/NVAdmeglRwM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/1229774238574984891/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=1229774238574984891" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/1229774238574984891?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/1229774238574984891?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/NVAdmeglRwM/and-we-have-winner.html" title="...AND We Have a Winner..." /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SU1Tt1UClHI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Bg2wxGThM0I/s72-c/brianna.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-we-have-winner.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYHQ384eyp7ImA9WxRaFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-7525800983207768855</id><published>2008-12-15T19:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:05:32.133-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-17T23:05:32.133-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Give a ways" /><title>MY FIRST GIVEAWAY!!!!  WOO HOO!!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SUcDvDCGdrI/AAAAAAAABQw/EPdJwvYsbCw/s1600-h/findingjoy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SUcDvDCGdrI/AAAAAAAABQw/EPdJwvYsbCw/s320/findingjoy-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280193194918049458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I am so excited to host my first Blog Giveaway.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Karen Hossink, over at &lt;a href="http://surviving-motherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Surviving Motherhood&lt;/a&gt; recently released her second book.  It is a devotional for mothers.  I love to read &lt;a href="http://surviving-motherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Her vulnerability and insight into the WORD as it relates to being a mom speaks to my heart and encourages me in this adventure we call Motherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Below is a short interview with Karen about her book.  At the end of the post, find out how to win and autographed copy of &lt;a href="http://www.irritablemother.com/finding_joy.htm"&gt;Finding Joy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How did the ministry of Irritable Mother get started?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you want the quick answer? That would be GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The longer version is this: I always wanted to be a mom, but once I had children I found out being a mom wasn't going to be as easy as I thought. In fact, there came a time when I thought my children were "ruining" me – that I could be a nice person if it weren't for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In time I began to understand that when my kids are grown up, they aren't the only ones who will have changed. I discovered I am growing in this process, too. And I thought, "Maybe when I have a better understanding of this growth, I'll see if I can share about it at MOPS." [Mothers of PreSchoolers]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;About two years and several thoughts later God used my mentor to finally push me over the edge and pursue that MOPS opportunity. My intention was to speak at my church, and that's all. But I made contact with some other MOPS leaders and spoke for their groups, too. I think there were seven or eight that first year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then came my first book, and about 40 more groups each of the next two years. And now here I am in the middle of a speaking and writing ministry – so much more than I envisioned back in the spring of 2005 – and I am loving every minute of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You just released a new book.  Please tell us about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It's called &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.irritablemother.com/finding_joy.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229389046_1"&gt;Finding Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it is a devotional for moms. (Though my husband read my manuscript and commented, "Hey, even a guy could learn from this book." I need to hire him as my marketer!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First God showed me I could have HOPE for the future, because He is using my children and my mothering struggles to make me into the woman He wants me to be. That's what I wrote about in my first book, &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.irritablemother.com/irritable_mother_book.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229389046_0"&gt;Confessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irritablemother.com/irritable_mother_book.htm"&gt; of an Irritable Mother&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now God has shown me I can have JOY in the present because He is using my hard times to reveal Himself to me. God shows up right in the middle of my struggles and speaks to my heart, and those are the stories I have written in &lt;a href="http://www.irritablemother.com/finding_joy.htm"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Finding Joy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At the end of each devotion I have written a short section called "Your Turn," in which I ask questions of the reader and offer suggestions for prayer and fellowship with God. My hope is God will use this book to help other women learn to recognize His presence in the middle of their struggles – and find joy.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What would you like readers to know about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am proof that Jesus lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A couple months ago I did some special things for my kids and I got lots of comments on &lt;a href="http://surviving-motherhood.blogspot.com/"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt; about what a "great mom" I am. Those comments made me laugh, and they caused me to give praise to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am a broken woman. I am selfish and self-centered. I want what I want. Period. The fact that I ever think of my children before myself, the fact that I do things for them even though those things go against what I want, can only be explained by the Truth that Jesus Christ is alive and well and at work in me – transforming me into His likeness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More than knowing something about me, I want your readers to know Jesus is real. And how do I know Jesus is real? Because I know who I am without Him, and that woman would never be called a "great mom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Endorsements:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Karen Hossink, the self-proclaimed “Irritable Mother,” walks readers through her personal parenting moments, through which she discovers a deeper relationship with the Lord. God has used Hossink’s own children to transform her and reveal Himself to her more fully—now, through this devotional, she passes on insights and personal revelations to the reader. Walk with her to a place of prayerful introspection and deeper faith in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ann Kroeker, Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Contemplative Mom&lt;/i&gt; (Shaw Books)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another book releasing in the summer of 2009 &lt;/i&gt;(David C. Cook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God continues to use and transform this "irritable mother" into a joyful servant of our Most High God. Karen Hossink blends real-life situations we all face in frustration as moms, and brings out the biblical correlation so we can see ourselves in relation to God. You will laugh and cry and be filled with uncontained emotion as you read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Most of all, you will be blessed beyond measure by this true-blue best friend who is willing to spend priceless moments with you. &lt;u&gt;Finding Joy&lt;/u&gt; is a MUST READ for all moms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Julie Baker, Founder of TimeOut for Women! and Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TimeOut for Holiness at Home &lt;/i&gt;(Cook Communications)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you ever feel like being a mother is the best and the worst of all possible jobs, this is the devotional for you!  In &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finding Joy:  More Confessions of an Irritable Mother&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Karen Hossink reminds all of us to stop long enough to listen to God’s voice in the middle of frustration, interruptions, household noise, constant questions, and everyday chaos.  This book will let you know you are not alone and will give you renewed hope and courage as you face the daily challenges of being a mom.  Don’t miss it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Carol Kent, Speaker and Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I Lay My Isaac Down&lt;/i&gt; (NavPress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A New Kind of Normal&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229389046_4"&gt;Thomas Nelson&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HOW TO WIN**** HOW TO WIN****HOW TO WIN****HOW TO WIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To win an autographed copy of this book, leave a comment telling me one way you FIND JOY in being a mom... or how your mom brings JOY to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Winner will be randomly chosen after 6 p.m. on Friday, December 19.  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width: 89px; height: 89px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ7Su6fAmI/AAAAAAAABNY/bHzZ12Y_vdE/s200/thanksgving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274906256574710370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; night&lt;/span&gt;  after a family, food filled day...&lt;br /&gt;hubby, son and I settled in to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season 6 of  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ74bc6bSI/AAAAAAAABNg/U0ISalZMX6Q/s1600-h/jack+bauer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ74bc6bSI/AAAAAAAABNg/U0ISalZMX6Q/s200/jack+bauer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274906904185433378" border="0" /&gt; .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 12:30 a.m.  parents decided it was bed time for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we let our &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdN7AAJQOI/AAAAAAAABPw/YOg4aFTSoHw/s1600-h/gabi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdN7AAJQOI/AAAAAAAABPw/YOg4aFTSoHw/s320/gabi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275771164496052450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; outside to do her business before turning in to insure a little sleeping in then next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby heard barking... went to let dog child in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and smelled &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9XYpf8rI/AAAAAAAABN4/yCn9D-68sl0/s1600-h/pepe+lepew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9XYpf8rI/AAAAAAAABN4/yCn9D-68sl0/s200/pepe+lepew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274908535520490162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside smell was the usual &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9XAKXN7I/AAAAAAAABNw/oxrAJbs3Pmo/s1600-h/skunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9XAKXN7I/AAAAAAAABNw/oxrAJbs3Pmo/s200/skunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274908528947443634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER the odor on  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9wg5DS4I/AAAAAAAABOY/F5YrGBuDZOs/s1600-h/gabi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9wg5DS4I/AAAAAAAABOY/F5YrGBuDZOs/s200/gabi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274908967229934466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  was&lt;br /&gt;more like a toxic chemical urine spill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following ensued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdSy4VT5ZI/AAAAAAAABP4/yFL_qHIPZAQ/s1600-h/cough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdSy4VT5ZI/AAAAAAAABP4/yFL_qHIPZAQ/s200/cough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275776522556532114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cough... gag... hold breath...gasp...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Turn on computer... search "dog got sprayed by skunk"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Find this solution....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 quart   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9YfKDnoI/AAAAAAAABOQ/02lxz5cNF4I/s1600-h/peroxide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9YfKDnoI/AAAAAAAABOQ/02lxz5cNF4I/s200/peroxide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274908554447527554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;+    1/2 box       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9XaJb0EI/AAAAAAAABOA/0ucois6XB60/s1600-h/baking+soda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 72px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9XaJb0EI/AAAAAAAABOA/0ucois6XB60/s200/baking+soda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274908535922872386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9YF4tApI/AAAAAAAABOI/l2mFrG1zSVg/s1600-h/dawn+dishsoap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9YF4tApI/AAAAAAAABOI/l2mFrG1zSVg/s200/dawn+dishsoap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274908547663856274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  +      some &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdHWnwWIPI/AAAAAAAABO4/n2RPs2BkJow/s1600-h/vinegar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdHWnwWIPI/AAAAAAAABO4/n2RPs2BkJow/s200/vinegar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275763942442279154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Put on &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdM68XNHXI/AAAAAAAABPY/k0zBfITuHkA/s1600-h/rubber+gloves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdM68XNHXI/AAAAAAAABPY/k0zBfITuHkA/s200/rubber+gloves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275770064007404914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Scrub it into reeking dog's hair down to skin because odor gets into pores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...avoiding      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUe7EPGmI/AAAAAAAABQQ/POYbXENbAlw/s1600-h/dog+eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 66px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUe7EPGmI/AAAAAAAABQQ/POYbXENbAlw/s200/dog+eye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275778378716093026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,           &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUejrhWsI/AAAAAAAABQI/tsm3xiwQhNk/s1600-h/dog+ear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 72px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUejrhWsI/AAAAAAAABQI/tsm3xiwQhNk/s200/dog+ear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275778372438416066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUfoV5OUI/AAAAAAAABQg/UjTh6Z_EGTA/s1600-h/dog+ose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 74px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUfoV5OUI/AAAAAAAABQg/UjTh6Z_EGTA/s200/dog+ose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275778390869752130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ,       and     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUfe_vFdI/AAAAAAAABQY/Dp0f8RmiuME/s1600-h/dog+mouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 75px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdUfe_vFdI/AAAAAAAABQY/Dp0f8RmiuME/s200/dog+mouth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275778388360893906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or find self with blind, deaf dog who cannot smell or taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Leave on dog for 5 minutes...standing guard with hands on dog so dog does not shake above solution and saturate tired, frustrated owner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...WHILE well meaning spouse stands near...&lt;br /&gt;...donning &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdSzA4JRTI/AAAAAAAABQA/Wi5QzYxIUhg/s1600-h/gas+mask+hasmet+suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdSzA4JRTI/AAAAAAAABQA/Wi5QzYxIUhg/s200/gas+mask+hasmet+suit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275776524850119986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  ... making sure job is done sufficiently...offering his&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'direction'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*NEXT, &lt;/span&gt; beckon said spouse to "man up" and remove protective gear... and to come closer for inspection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*THEN&lt;/span&gt; let dog loose to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdM6nT_LyI/AAAAAAAABPI/N81eow1rrW4/s1600-h/dog+shakin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdM6nT_LyI/AAAAAAAABPI/N81eow1rrW4/s200/dog+shakin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275770058356764450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go&lt;/span&gt; to bed at  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdNd77s_LI/AAAAAAAABPg/5MPXzz15WmA/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 74px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdNd77s_LI/AAAAAAAABPg/5MPXzz15WmA/s200/clock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275770665187474610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  a.m. after  using&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdM6YA4bWI/AAAAAAAABPA/N4OM6wwF78k/s1600-h/blow+dryer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdM6YA4bWI/AAAAAAAABPA/N4OM6wwF78k/s200/blow+dryer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275770054250098018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on dog  so canine does not get sick from cold, wet fur in our  penny saving, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hypothermic&lt;/span&gt; house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this solution worked for me.    Removed odor and skunk oil... made her coat soft and fluffy and brighter white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now almost a week later... only an occasional whiff of skunk aroma when she scratches while sitting next to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdNslvlrMI/AAAAAAAABPo/4Ss7IGJW6Hg/s1600-h/gabi+with+santa+toys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STdNslvlrMI/AAAAAAAABPo/4Ss7IGJW6Hg/s320/gabi+with+santa+toys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275770916929121474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      is banned to floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ9XaJb0EI/AAAAAAAABOA/0ucois6XB60/s1600-h/baking+soda.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-3312596107284362973?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/SkpdwyBvldM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/3312596107284362973/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=3312596107284362973" title="16 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/3312596107284362973?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/3312596107284362973?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/SkpdwyBvldM/dog-skunk-gasp-cough-ewwww-gasp.html" title="Dog + Skunk =..." /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/STQ7Su6fAmI/AAAAAAAABNY/bHzZ12Y_vdE/s72-c/thanksgving.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/12/dog-skunk-gasp-cough-ewwww-gasp.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIFRHY4eSp7ImA9WxRUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-2918025599439904010</id><published>2008-11-20T08:23:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:11:55.831-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-20T11:11:55.831-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="domestic diva enlightenments" /><title>Christmas Tree Tip</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;For all you special ones out there who are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SO&lt;/span&gt; blessed to have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;PRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-LIT &lt;/span&gt;tree that comes in only two pieces... Go on with your bad self.  Just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; tell me about how&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EASY&lt;/span&gt; you have it or I'll be on you like a crow on roadkill. You can just SKIP this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;This is for those of you, LIKE ME, who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt; have an archaic fake Christmas tree... and must insert &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY, SINGLE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;STINKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;' branch&lt;/span&gt; into the 'tree trunk'... doing that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; after you shape &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY limb and needle&lt;/span&gt; into the proper place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then... AFTER&lt;/span&gt; 3 days of putting the 7.5 foot tall... 5 foot in circumference... fake pine up... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEN... oh... THEN&lt;/span&gt; comes the fun part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUTTING ON THE LIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;... can I get a witness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SSWAyhC5dnI/AAAAAAAABM4/Y3wsdirw6Q0/s1600-h/up+close.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SSWAyhC5dnI/AAAAAAAABM4/Y3wsdirw6Q0/s320/up+close.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270760544259372658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I have had this tree for 17 Christmas seasons.  After about 7 years of watching me put lights on EVERY BRANCH... weaving them in and out, reaching my hands back deep into the tree... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; cuts and scrapes... back and forth,  from trunk to edge &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( that is for the depth perception look)&lt;/span&gt; ... 1000's of lights... my wonderful hubby who has such a practical mind said to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;... Why don't you put the lights on when you put on each layer of branches!   Bottom row of branches... lights.  Next row... lights... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;.. That way you just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LAY THEM ON TOP&lt;/span&gt; and don't have to reach in and out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRILLIANT!&lt;/span&gt;   Why didn't you think of this years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I have shared this little tip with some friends... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt; I have let them struggle for a few years so they could truly appreciate the full impact of this idea... and feel my pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;... some of you have your own practically brilliant... I mean practical and brilliant minds who have done this from day one!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;Whoppee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;... not so brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;SO... there you have it.  Bottom row... lights... next row... lights... third layer... more lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE FROM LIGHT MANUFACTURER:&lt;/span&gt;  Wash hands thoroughly after handling as coating on the power cord of this product may cause cancer, birth defects or other reproductive harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is really on box. honest.  Of course, you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pre-lit people&lt;/span&gt; don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; to read this little warning, now do ya?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt;...Just so ya'll know... my hunka hunka burning love hubby has offered to purchase a new tree for me... but old habits die hard... AND I can think of other things I would like buy with that cash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-2918025599439904010?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/5dqk07iTteU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/2918025599439904010/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=2918025599439904010" title="24 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2918025599439904010?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2918025599439904010?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/5dqk07iTteU/christmas-tree-tip.html" title="Christmas Tree Tip" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SSWAyhC5dnI/AAAAAAAABM4/Y3wsdirw6Q0/s72-c/up+close.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>24</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-tree-tip.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QGRXo4fip7ImA9WxRVFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-7758113686906265592</id><published>2008-11-12T10:22:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:35:24.436-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-13T13:35:24.436-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="encouragement" /><title>A Thankful, Button Popping  Mom Weekend</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRomqrYdDzI/AAAAAAAABJQ/DnNv7BSvobI/s1600-h/weston+slanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRomqrYdDzI/AAAAAAAABJQ/DnNv7BSvobI/s320/weston+slanted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267565228804869938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; going to call this blog, "My Son the Rock Star" but I figured that was a 'LITTLE' over the top!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;est and his worship band played for the Assemblies of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Michigan Youth Convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;There were around 2,000 teenagers there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuOXeEEvTI/AAAAAAAABLA/YqzQHS5AmXc/s1600-h/cool+crowd+and+smoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuOXeEEvTI/AAAAAAAABLA/YqzQHS5AmXc/s320/cool+crowd+and+smoke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267960722998213938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; can't tell you how incredible it was to see all of those kids worshiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;heir hearts out... jumping... standing and declaring at the top of their lungs... "JESUS USE ME!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRorIS8jswI/AAAAAAAABJ4/JiJ8AY1Yjlg/s1600-h/jumping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRorIS8jswI/AAAAAAAABJ4/JiJ8AY1Yjlg/s320/jumping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267570135688000258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;event that Weston had attend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;d&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;7th - 12th grade... and LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;as pivotal for him in his walk with the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and two of his friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;(on the acoustic in the middle &amp;amp; Jaren (on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;drums)... were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; also Michigan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Youth Convention attendees growing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuOXx_Ga7I/AAAAAAAABLQ/7HFnuenz2lg/s1600-h/weston+mouth+open.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuOXx_Ga7I/AAAAAAAABLQ/7HFnuenz2lg/s320/weston+mouth+open.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267960728346061746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;SO... f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;or the three &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;of them to be in 'the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ship band' was too much for words!&lt;br /&gt;They felt very humbled, honored, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; to be on the 'other side' of the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuUDurdCrI/AAAAAAAABMg/ajcAQR8y8_A/s1600-h/weston+and+dave+playing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuUDurdCrI/AAAAAAAABMg/ajcAQR8y8_A/s320/weston+and+dave+playing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267966980930734770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRomqFUQM3I/AAAAAAAABJI/DdHHwyyvJWI/s1600-h/worship.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRomqFUQM3I/AAAAAAAABJI/DdHHwyyvJWI/s320/worship.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267565218586702706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;And if I do say so myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; they R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;OCKED the house!  I was a blessed, button popping mama!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I stayed on the second or third row holding myself back from being the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; MOSH PIT MAMA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;NOTE:  Be proud from afar or risk total humiliation in the lives of your children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; I did find myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;jumping up and down in worship... the energy was contagious...and... I  was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; a li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ttle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;sore the next day... but it was worth it.  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRotdbNEtRI/AAAAAAAABKA/9XKbF_HgjCk/s1600-h/WESTON+AND+BRIANNA+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRotdbNEtRI/AAAAAAAABKA/9XKbF_HgjCk/s320/WESTON+AND+BRIANNA+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267572697705264402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;This was also the FIRST youth convention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; for my 13 year old girl to attend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;  It was so awesome that her first was her brother's first to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;The thing that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;totally cracked us up was all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;girls who were taking his pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;.. (yes that camera view was zoomed in on Weston.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuTJlaak0I/AAAAAAAABL4/0g3CARRJvUY/s1600-h/worship+and+girl+taking+picture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuTJlaak0I/AAAAAAAABL4/0g3CARRJvUY/s320/worship+and+girl+taking+picture.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267965982010938178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; lining up for autographs... had him sign their shirts... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuTKZCSzlI/AAAAAAAABMI/GjlAbqT6zRI/s1600-h/weston+signing+shirts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuTKZCSzlI/AAAAAAAABMI/GjlAbqT6zRI/s320/weston+signing+shirts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267965995868409426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am so thankful to the LORD that my son's passion is to use his gifts for Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moms &amp;amp; Dads... don't give up during those teenage years... this is a pivotal time for your SWEET parenting skills to kick it up a notch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Even 'good kids' aren't perfect...as a matter of fact... neither are 'good parents'!  You will make mistakes and so will they.  But as my husband always reminds me, "Love covers a multitude of mistakes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;If you are in the hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;r pulling stage of teenage-dom... here's a few things I have learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pray the scriptures over their lives.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ask the LORD for specific scriptures. I have verses GOD gave to me when Weston was small... and I still pray them today... and am seeing those prayers come to fruition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;.  It is SOOOO cool to see that happening! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Love them for who they are...not for who you think or expect them to be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Find a great youth group for them to be involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ask the LORD for wisdom.  The WORD says if we ask for wisdom he will give so GENEROUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Remember that GOD loves them MORE than you could ever imagine and has g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;reat PLANS for their lives.  Give allowance for GOD to lead them... with your gentle, and sometime NOT SO GENTLE guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRomozZcKYI/AAAAAAAABIw/ScagtFhQ-40/s1600-h/me+and+weston.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRomozZcKYI/AAAAAAAABIw/ScagtFhQ-40/s320/me+and+weston.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267565196596750722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Alwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ys remember the most important thing is that they LOVE Jesus and are dedicated to use their gifts and abilities for HIM... no matter what vocation or WHERE God leads th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;em... even to Australia... (where he is hoping  to go next summer for Hillsong Music School.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuWUyHvr4I/AAAAAAAABMo/jNXVyupM5RY/s1600-h/weston+and+dave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRuWUyHvr4I/AAAAAAAABMo/jNXVyupM5RY/s320/weston+and+dave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267969472935735170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I will blogging for prayer because he will be SO FAR away and my little mom heart so sad....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-7758113686906265592?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/Xx1He_qOTGs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/7758113686906265592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=7758113686906265592" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7758113686906265592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7758113686906265592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/Xx1He_qOTGs/thankful-button-popping-mom-weekend.html" title="A Thankful, Button Popping  Mom Weekend" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SRomqrYdDzI/AAAAAAAABJQ/DnNv7BSvobI/s72-c/weston+slanted.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-button-popping-mom-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04GRnY4eCp7ImA9WxRWGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-8023903425583558666</id><published>2008-11-05T08:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:45:27.830-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-05T20:45:27.830-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="encouragement" /><title>Now We Keep on Praying...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;No... the election did not turn out as I had prayed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... in my own flesh... can become fretful... worrisome... frustrated... angry... [especially at certain HORMONAL times :-) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;However&lt;/span&gt;... I am trusting the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORD OF THE LORD&lt;/span&gt; in Romans 13:1 ... that I am sure most have heard... and pondered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;GOD is in control.  Frankly, we know times will continue to change... the moral compass of our nation will continue to decay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;until the return of our BLESSED SAVIOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What is our job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRAY&lt;/span&gt;... for our new president... his wife... his TOTALLY adorable little girls... other elected officials... for our nation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO continue to do OUR PART as a citizen of the U.S.A.  and vote our heart and conscience as led by GOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOW THE LOVE OF JESUS&lt;/span&gt;... Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE HIM&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHARE&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY HOPE&lt;/span&gt; that can truly change the course of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT, &lt;/span&gt;my friends is our responsibility... our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt;... our privilege&lt;/span&gt;... our mandate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://ag.org/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; and watch this message to all of us... fellow believer's in Christ... from George O. Wood,  leader of the Assemblies of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It truly says it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-8023903425583558666?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/aKzV5fljPbE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/8023903425583558666/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=8023903425583558666" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/8023903425583558666?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/8023903425583558666?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/aKzV5fljPbE/now-we-pray.html" title="Now We Keep on Praying..." /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-we-pray.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUECR3k8eCp7ImA9WxRWEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-7899435596281402982</id><published>2008-10-27T21:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:07:46.770-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-28T13:07:46.770-04:00</app:edited><title>I Wanna Be Like This</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I heard a quote this weekend at our Women's Conference from Martha Tennison.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;She reiterated what so many of us do when responding to those we love... quick to correct or judge or criticize... quick to raise our voice... quick to be short with them over silly things... when we would never dream of treating our neighbor, a guest in our home, or fellow believer in the same manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;She said... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"When it comes to your family, let your compliments be more than your complaints."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jesus, I want to better myself and watch my tone of voice with my family.  They deserve the best of me... not what is left over after a long day... becasue I am tired... or grumpy... or because my focus is inward about my own insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Goal.  My desire. My prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-7899435596281402982?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/_88UpxfGUJ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/7899435596281402982/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=7899435596281402982" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7899435596281402982?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7899435596281402982?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/_88UpxfGUJ8/i-wanna-be-like-this.html" title="I Wanna Be Like This" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wanna-be-like-this.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4BRn0-fSp7ImA9WxRXEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-8516475797523968099</id><published>2008-10-16T10:31:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:29:17.355-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-16T11:29:17.355-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prayer request" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="our Crazy life" /><title>Coming up...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This weekend and later in November, hubby and I will be speaking for two Marriage Retreats.  We LOVE marriage retreats... because we love being married and encouraging others to love it as well.  Is our marriage perfect... uh... NO... do we bicker... argue... get in each other's face?.... Uh... YEAH...  but we work through it...   make-up .... (that's the fun part!)... and love more deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Next week we are hosting Church Planter's Bootcamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next weekend is the Women's Fall Conference for our state's Women's Ministries.  I am speaking at a workshop on the Internet... facebook... myspace... texting... etc.... how to keep up communication with your kids... protect them online... GET in their... "SPACE"  and know what is going on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I have had mothers say... I don't look at what my family is doing online because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I DON'T want to KNOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;THIS breaks my heart... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fires me up&lt;/span&gt;... and I probably get a little too feisty about this... because it is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OUR JOB TO KNOW&lt;/span&gt;... to protect... to guide... to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;All the experts agree... the BEST protection is parental involvement and guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So if you think of us this 10 days, please pray for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;the LORD would use us to speak into the lives of husbands and wives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that we can give them tools to help them grow in their relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we are able to encourage couples to have fun with one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we direct them to the ONE who can ... restore marriages...  heal the broken hearted and give them the strength... the tenacity to not give up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray for me that I am able to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;give these women the tools and some 'know how' to get in touch with this crazy technological world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to give them resources to help them protect  their kids and grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and bridge communication with the younger generation in their lives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;encourage women that they are not too old to learn this and have fun at it too! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My mom now texts, emails  and this week my girl is going to set Gram up with a facebook!  She wants to stay relevant to communicate with her grands in a way they relate to.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;GO MOM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mostly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;... Please pray&lt;/span&gt; these ladies realize and know that GOD can heal, forgive, and restore if the filth of the world has invaded their home through the WWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you have a tip... a testimony... or a word of advice I can add to my presentations, please email or post a comment.   The best resource to know what works is YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Have a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-8516475797523968099?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/UIm6lKA-6R0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/8516475797523968099/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=8516475797523968099" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/8516475797523968099?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/8516475797523968099?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/UIm6lKA-6R0/coming-up.html" title="Coming up..." /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/10/coming-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IBQ389fSp7ImA9WxRQGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-2799528829364424858</id><published>2008-10-01T15:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:25:52.165-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-12T15:25:52.165-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Happy 86th Birthday, Grandma Curl!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfAn7t1vAI/AAAAAAAABH8/2NuGbpA1SYw/s1600-h/MO+with+flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfAn7t1vAI/AAAAAAAABH8/2NuGbpA1SYw/s400/MO+with+flower.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253379282628361218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This past weekend we celebrated my Gram's 86th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Her name is Curl... I call her "MO".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My Gram ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She still tries to walk 2 miles / day... when her knees say it's ok.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She and her friend &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://audreyfromadrian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Audrey&lt;/a&gt;, who is 76, visit the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"OLD PEOPLE"&lt;/span&gt; in the nursing home every Wednesday an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;d lead a sing-a-long of hymns and songs of their generation.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBG5JMRUI/AAAAAAAABIM/ZeWD_JrvMr0/s1600-h/aud+at+piano.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBG5JMRUI/AAAAAAAABIM/ZeWD_JrvMr0/s320/aud+at+piano.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253379814513722690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(here's a picture of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://audreyfromadrian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aud&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and Ruby... a friend in the nursing home.)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just last year my Gram took care of some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Old People”&lt;/span&gt; who were younger than she is, every weekend for a mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;th or two. She did this regularly until she was like… 84.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She has always had the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gift of hospitality&lt;/span&gt;. SO MANY have lived in her home &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(INCLUDING US when we moved back to Michigan&lt;/span&gt;) and became a part of their family over the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Here is a picture of M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;o jumping rope with Brianna One month before her 81st birthday! Yes…she was jumping and taught Brianna how to double jump!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBqg-DWnI/AAAAAAAABIk/8Rv3rT1WtLA/s1600-h/mo+and+brie+jumping+rope+sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBqg-DWnI/AAAAAAAABIk/8Rv3rT1WtLA/s400/mo+and+brie+jumping+rope+sepia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253380426499840626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When my Pop had dimentia, MO cared from him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24/7 &lt;/span&gt;until he went to be with Jesus two weeks before his 89th birthday and a few months before their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;66th anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Back in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1940’s&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mo and Pop took their two young daughters, packed all they could in one suitcase, rode the bus from Alabama to Michigan, got OFF the bus with about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$20&lt;/span&gt; to their name… and started a new life in Michigan.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ved in the housing projects in their town… immediately were hired with full time jobs… One worked days… the other nights… so someone would always be home with the girls… &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and they still found time to have another little girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfAfUrlBVI/AAAAAAAABH0/vTSbEdTRMW0/s1600-h/pic+with+sue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfAfUrlBVI/AAAAAAAABH0/vTSbEdTRMW0/s320/pic+with+sue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253379134710941010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a picture of my Gram, my Aunt Darlene, Mom, Auntie Sue lives in Alabama and couldn’t be there… so we decided to superimpose her beautiful face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Most importantly&lt;/span&gt;… she has loved and served JESUS and she and Pop were some of the first attendees to a new little church in Adrian called “Bethany Assembly of God"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and my GRAM is still a faithful member of that church.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I remember Mo telling me that one Sunday the church had a goal of having 100 people… when the people were coun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ted there were only&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 99&lt;/span&gt;…. So my Gram ran out and found a neighbor kid and brought him to church to make it&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That’s only the tip of the iceberg of the kind of Gram I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mo… &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;. You are and have always been the kind of Grandma every one dreams of having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your Cocoa Gravy and Biscuits &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROCK.&lt;/span&gt; (if you are southern, you know what that is! IF not… your missing out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your cheesecake is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You’re heart is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FUN&lt;/span&gt;…the life of the party... till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wheel of Fortune&lt;/span&gt; comes on... then it's all about the WHEEL! LOL&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;… are a blessing from the LORD in my life and in the life of my family… and I know all your kids, grandkids, greatgrands, and great-great grands... are shouting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;“AMEN!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a picture of the Grandkids celebrating with MO for her 79th birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eric was unable to be there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBjp4Y76I/AAAAAAAABIc/33yCF988tFU/s1600-h/mo,+pop,+grandkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBjp4Y76I/AAAAAAAABIc/33yCF988tFU/s400/mo,+pop,+grandkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253380308632924066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBG82A3cI/AAAAAAAABIE/-_VHZbyg5M4/s1600-h/mo+and+eric.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfBG82A3cI/AAAAAAAABIE/-_VHZbyg5M4/s320/mo+and+eric.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253379815507025346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;but here he is with &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mo last Sunday on her birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, MO, Grandma, Mamo.. from all of us to you…&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We Love You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for loving us.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanks for being YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-2799528829364424858?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/l_KSuny7zuM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/2799528829364424858/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=2799528829364424858" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2799528829364424858?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/2799528829364424858?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/l_KSuny7zuM/this-past-weekend-we-celebrated-my.html" title="Happy 86th Birthday, Grandma Curl!" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SOfAn7t1vAI/AAAAAAAABH8/2NuGbpA1SYw/s72-c/MO+with+flower.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>18</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-past-weekend-we-celebrated-my.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QDSX44eSp7ImA9WxRSFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-7177808754096141249</id><published>2008-09-16T14:36:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:22:58.031-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-16T14:22:58.031-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="domestic diva enlightenments" /><title>My LAST blog about Salsa!!!!  PROMISE!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;THE FOLLOWING IS AN ODE TO LINDA... THE SALSA QUEEN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMAo-QRSv9I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Jfbn8dBrg-8/s1600-h/linda+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMAo-QRSv9I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Jfbn8dBrg-8/s200/linda+close+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242235016243757010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pastored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; in Mt. Pleasant, our dear friend,  LINDA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;POHL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, would give us some of her homemade salsa every year for Christmas. OF COURSE, with my husband's strong love and desire for HOT THINGS, 12 jars didn't last very long. So he asked if I could learn how to can Salsa and make her awesome &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/09/salsa-recipe.html"&gt;RECIPE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (did he REALLY understand what he was asking????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO LINDA so PATIENTLY and graciously walked me, the Domestically, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Culinarily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Challenged, through the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I learned ...When I make salsa for my hubby...I have to make it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; HOT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my lips and tongue burn and my lips swell up... He can just pour it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I use 30-35 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" &gt;jalapenos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pablanos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; per double recipe for him.  I use 3-4 for normal people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I believe he is made of iron from his tongue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; his entire digestive system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last summer, at the end of August Steve was gone for about 10 days, so Brianna and I decided to go and spend time with my mom and dad. I figured it was a GREAT time to make my Salsa...especially because Mom had such a great kitchen to work in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were a couple of GREAT things about that decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMArZ-P-zeI/AAAAAAAAAvk/uLwN8FS8Mz0/s1600-h/mom,+mo,+brie,+and+cousins+tomatoes+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMArZ-P-zeI/AAAAAAAAAvk/uLwN8FS8Mz0/s320/mom,+mo,+brie,+and+cousins+tomatoes+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242237691466010082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;#1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  My grandma's niece had a garden full of tomatoes...so we went and picked tomatoes, some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jalapenos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, and green peppers...plus Farmer's Market treasures.  Linda taught me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; "grow your own or know someone who does!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMAqQKAZbqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/UE1Fac9vogY/s1600-h/darlene+and+tomatoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMAqQKAZbqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/UE1Fac9vogY/s200/darlene+and+tomatoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242236423311552162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2:&lt;/span&gt;  Mom, Grandma (MO), my Aunt Darlene and Brianna all helped me...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; they are all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY GIFTED&lt;/span&gt; in the kitchen... that offsets my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"not very gifted in the kitchen"&lt;/span&gt; self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="https://www.chopwizard.com/"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vidalia&lt;/span&gt; Chop Wizard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/09/salsa-recipe.html"&gt;(blogged about it last week)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the one thing I taught LINDA!  She bought one last year and loves it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LINDA TAUGHT ME&lt;/span&gt; that when you take the jars out of the water after their water bath...and set them on the counter... and you hear the lids start popping....  you say "PRAISE THE LORD"...because every time you hear that wonderful little noise, you KNOW it is sealed properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me... popping lids are surely something to Praise GOD for... I have had to redo many jars because of one little speck of stuff on the lip of the jar.  I can tell you from much experience, a pop-less jar is quite a depressing silence .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8YtmsCCPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/556h8TR2lYg/s1600-h/more+salsa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8YtmsCCPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/556h8TR2lYg/s320/more+salsa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241935663040956658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...last year I said "praise the LORD"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  99 TIMES!&lt;/span&gt; (I would have said it 100 times but my salsa making comrades and I ate a jar full when it was warm...right after cooking.  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yummy. &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html"&gt;SO this year I made Steve's mom and dad 40 jars with veges from their little - 1.5 acre -  garden.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; "LINDA'S SALSA CHALLENGE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for the week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something goes right... say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Praise the LORD"&lt;/span&gt; in thanks and appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when things aren't going your way... and you have to redo what you've worked so hard on... decide to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise the LORD&lt;/span&gt; in faith for the great things that are going to happen and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK HIM&lt;/span&gt; for the lessons learned in the prior attempt(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO...that is enough of the domestic diva in me for today.   If you come to my house for dinner...GUESS WHAT YOU ARE HAVING?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-7177808754096141249?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/aSFjjL7RWr8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/7177808754096141249/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=7177808754096141249" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7177808754096141249?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/7177808754096141249?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/aSFjjL7RWr8/my-last-blog-about-salsa-promise.html" title="My LAST blog about Salsa!!!!  PROMISE!" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMAo-QRSv9I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Jfbn8dBrg-8/s72-c/linda+close+up.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-last-blog-about-salsa-promise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMDQng4eCp7ImA9WxRSEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-5549915470920795495</id><published>2008-09-10T10:13:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:31:13.630-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-12T11:31:13.630-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life lessons" /><title>You've Gotta Watch...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMfhS9ocuFI/AAAAAAAABF8/a9AwvTUMKK4/s1600-h/steve+curtis+chapman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMfhS9ocuFI/AAAAAAAABF8/a9AwvTUMKK4/s320/steve+curtis+chapman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244408006994344018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Last week my family and Becky were blessed with tickets to the Steven Curtis Chapman concert in our area.  (thanks Nathan and Heidi!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;When S.C.C. came on stage the first song he sang was "Blessed Be the Name of the Lord".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shared with us this was the first song that came to him when his 5 year old daughter, Maria, was tragically killed last May when her 17 year old brother, Will Franklin,  accidentally ran over her in an SUV.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When S.C.C.  started singing the part of the song... "You give and take away.... You give and take away...My heart will choose to say... LORD BLESSED BE YOUR NAME ..."&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I can tell you there was not one dry eye in the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not seen the Chapman family's interview on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Larry King Live&lt;/span&gt; a couple of weeks ago... go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9u8T3dL8KYo"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.  (be sure to watch all 6 parts.)   AND Larry King did a short follow up titled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/bestoftv/2008/08/08/lkl.about.thurs.cnn"&gt;"About Last Night"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; when he reflects on the interview.  Amazing how he was touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also flipped on the&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=4434608n"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=4434608n"&gt;Early Show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; this morning and they were introducing Steven Curtis and his son Caleb singing the song he wrote for his daughters before the death of Maria, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.stevencurtischapman.com/radio/frame.htm"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also featured in &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.people.com/people/archive/article/0,,20204154,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People Magazine June's Issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and an &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20218812,00.html"&gt;August interview online&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://listen.family.org/daily/A000001488.cfm"&gt;Focus on the Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; recently, in a 3 part series talking about the tragedy and the GOD OF COMFORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his wife, Mary Beth... (Steven and Mary Beth.... funny... WE are Stephen and Mary Beth!!!!) have also been interviewed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wh2VFkF7NLo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robin Sullivan on Good Morning America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.  What a platform the LORD has opened for them to share their faith in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;On GMA he said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We have questions... but that's what faith is all about ... Living with the questions... it doesn't mean you have the answers... that's what faith is ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The statement that struck me the most at the concert and on the Larry King interview was this...  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We have hit rock bottom ... but in hitting rock bottom we have discovered that the bottom is a solid foundation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the beauty of living for our LORD and having Him in our lives... when we think we can't continue... when we don't understand and ask "WHY"... when we have sunk to a place where we can go no lower...  we find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ON CHRIST THE SOLID ROCK WE STAND&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can look up and have hope, faith, and blind trust in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; on whom we are standing.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen any of these interviews...Watch, listen...Be ready to weep... be ready to be encouraged... be ready to see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD OF ALL COMFORT&lt;/span&gt; in action with this family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our GOD who is also there for YOU&lt;/span&gt;... longing to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR SOLID FOUNDATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-5549915470920795495?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/4yNLvCbZ59k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/5549915470920795495/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=5549915470920795495" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/5549915470920795495?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/5549915470920795495?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/4yNLvCbZ59k/youve-gotta-watch.html" title="You've Gotta Watch..." /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMfhS9ocuFI/AAAAAAAABF8/a9AwvTUMKK4/s72-c/steve+curtis+chapman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/09/youve-gotta-watch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cEQns-fyp7ImA9WxRTGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-8928416767301122584</id><published>2008-09-07T16:13:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:56:43.557-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-07T16:56:43.557-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kitchen tips" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="domestic diva enlightenments" /><title>Salsa Recipe</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So... thanks to the mass 3 of you who emailed for this recipe! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I take no claim to fame at being a domestic diva...except I DO make yummy salsa, thanks to Linda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;  LINDA’S SALSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMQ166qm7cI/AAAAAAAAAxc/hXlFWzyHncs/s1600-h/chips+and+salsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMQ166qm7cI/AAAAAAAAAxc/hXlFWzyHncs/s320/chips+and+salsa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243375152462753218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* 4 C. finely chopped tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* 1 C. finely chopped onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* 1 green Bell pepper finely chopped (around 1 cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(USE VIDALIA CHOP WIZARD - see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place chopped veges in a LARGE saucepan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Combine the following ingredients in food processor or blender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;4 – 8 Fresh Jalapenos&lt;br /&gt;( ok… I use 35… count ‘em… 35 for Steve’s Salsa. It is fire hot! You just&lt;br /&gt;                                      have to taste it and go by trial and error for your likes. If you like mild start&lt;br /&gt;                                      with 2 -4.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; 4 cloves of Garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; 1 sm. Can Tomato Paste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;½ C sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; 1 C. White vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; ¼ t. Alum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; ½ t. Cumin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;½ t. pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; 1 TB. Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Process until smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Combine with chopped veges in large sauce pan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring to a boil and reduce heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simmer for 45 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Pour into HOT sterilized jars. ( pint jars) leaving ½ inch head space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Seal. And process in boiling water bath for 15 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Makes appx. 3 pints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;IT IS GREAT FRESH AS WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;HINTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;**You can double recipe. One time I tripled it but it easily scorched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;**Jalapeno hints… I do not deseed them because it takes away the HEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IF You deseed them wear gloves. I have had two friends rub their faces while deseeding and their faces get red and on fire. If this happens,my allergist says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bathe face and hands in milk.&lt;/span&gt;  It really works.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you have never canned before, be sure to use new seal lids and read the directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIGGEST TIME SAVING TIP OF ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I found the 2nd Best Time Saver EVER!  (what is the 1st? my female family members!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.chopwizard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;VIDALIA&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CHOP WIZARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMAtbpU2ofI/AAAAAAAAAv8/fqtMYCLBnFI/s1600-h/vidalia+chop+wizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMAtbpU2ofI/AAAAAAAAAv8/fqtMYCLBnFI/s320/vidalia+chop+wizard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242239919232295410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw it in Real Simple listed as a great product. It chops the vegetables so quickly and perfectly. No watery onions or peppers. And even the ripe tomatoes chopped into little perfect squares without being mushed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It usually takes me a day or more JUST to chop all my vegetables. We did all the onions and peppers in 45 MINUTES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW... my mom, father- in- love, sister-in-love, aunt...all have one. Whoever tries it loves it. You can get it at Walgreens, CVS for $20... or with a $5 coupon at Bed, Bath, and Beyond... it's just $15.&lt;/span&gt;  Cheaper than a good food processor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know how it goes when you make it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8081894286410469430-8928416767301122584?l=marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~4/QAoUAWekJhM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/feeds/8928416767301122584/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8081894286410469430&amp;postID=8928416767301122584" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/8928416767301122584?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8081894286410469430/posts/default/8928416767301122584?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/marybethsbackforty/~3/QAoUAWekJhM/salsa-recipe.html" title="Salsa Recipe" /><author><name>Mary Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776409135985218123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SBi-oLCcUcI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Xi6IkNhNMkQ/S220/steve+and+I+websize.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SMQ166qm7cI/AAAAAAAAAxc/hXlFWzyHncs/s72-c/chips+and+salsa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/09/salsa-recipe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEENQXc7fCp7ImA9WxRTFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8081894286410469430.post-3859552305701272361</id><published>2008-08-29T11:08:00.029-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:24:50.904-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-04T14:24:50.904-04:00</app:edited><title>To Blog or NOT to blog...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;THAT is the question!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;This summer I have neglected... chosen... not posted any new blogs since....uh... like JUNE!  Contemplated giving up blogging for good.  Do I have the time... does it really matter... there are SOOO many friends who are awesome bloggers... who I am to try and add anything to this thing we call the blog world.  Well, my MOM wants me too... so MOMMA... here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Life has been crazy.... fun.... busy... as we have been across the nation and around the world... well at least STEVE has been around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;He went t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8c0ELIU1I/AAAAAAAAAuk/aV6zNwVOu5U/s1600-h/Monkey+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8c0ELIU1I/AAAAAAAAAuk/aV6zNwVOu5U/s320/Monkey+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241940172081746770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;o Africa with his dad and two brothers.  Steve was invited to speak at the Commencement ceremonies for the Seminary in Nairobi... and his dad and bros decided to go. What a great memory for all of them.  Graduation was great... at 4 hours long... Steve was only 3.5 hours of it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(JUUUSSST KIDDING!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;He said their safari was the BEST ever.  Steve's dad kicked a monkey out of the vehicle as it tried to come in and score some yummies... we don't want Ebola, you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_ZpPKV5UI/AAAAAAAAAus/Jc-LTmtkEHU/s1600-h/STEVE+AND+TRINA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_ZpPKV5UI/AAAAAAAAAus/Jc-LTmtkEHU/s320/STEVE+AND+TRINA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242147793750320450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Missionaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Steve and Trina Pennington&lt;/span&gt; are the BEST! Steve LOVES being with them.  Africa loves my Steve and he loves Africa.  When I die, he can move there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;No muggings in Amsterdam this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK MY LIVING, PROTECTING, ALMIGHTY GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;We were all in Florida for Church planters school.  Always a blast.  I had fun hanging with my girl, and niece and nephew.  SOMEBODY had to sacrifice and watch them out in the s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;un... in the po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SLgaidPNySI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Dq6AaNl-Zyk/s1600-h/the+kids+at+aquarium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SLgaidPNySI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Dq6AaNl-Zyk/s320/the+kids+at+aquarium.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239967345711892770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking out over the ocean... playing in the sand... while all the students, like my hub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;by and brother-in-law and sis-in-law were in class all day.  We surprised some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; old friends down the beach.  More about that later.  I also had the joy of doing session for the wives with my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.mounthopechurch.org/pages/page.asp?page_id=529"&gt;Mary Jo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.mounthopechurch.org/pages/page.asp?page_id=529"&gt; Williams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; ... LOVVVVEEE HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_cEYApgVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/zgj6ZdvKVdU/s1600-h/mom+and+dad+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_cEYApgVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/zgj6ZdvKVdU/s320/mom+and+dad+b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242150459005305170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;While Steve and his male familial tribe were off to Africa, Br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ianna and I were off to ARKANSAS to stay with my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mother-in-LOVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I canned the BEST salsa ever with fresh veges from my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; father-in-love's&lt;/span&gt; itty, bitty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.5 acre garden&lt;/span&gt;.   I will post the recipe this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8Y3VkuKPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/DyxabH0_dEw/s1600-h/brianna+picking+tomatoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8Y3VkuKPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/DyxabH0_dEw/s320/brianna+picking+tomatoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241935830245583090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;IF YOU ARE MAKING SALSA... WAIT... EMAIL ME... GET THIS RECIPE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; Realize... it is ME here... so take hea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;rt.. it is NOT MY recipe... but my gal pal LINDA'S... the wonder of all wonders in the kitchen.  It is the BEST SALSA EVER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8YtmsCCPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/556h8TR2lYg/s1600-h/more+salsa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL8YtmsCCPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/556h8TR2lYg/s320/more+salsa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241935663040956658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arkansas was HOT... HUMID... HOTTER... HUMIDER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I walked at 6:30 - 7 every a.m.  and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was sweating like an Arkansas Razorback chasing a Texas Longhorn...&lt;/span&gt; AND I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was kindof &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUT ON THE SPOT&lt;/span&gt; to speak in church on Sunday night.  The LORD was faithful to help his reluctant servant who is not great 'off the cuff' like her hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_kSFxHEpI/AAAAAAAAAu8/iRqosEqZJr8/s1600-h/davidsfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_kSFxHEpI/AAAAAAAAAu8/iRqosEqZJr8/s320/davidsfam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242159490719486610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Saw my southern family... Jonathan an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;d Tiffany... my sis in law Veronica and Jeremy and Seth... Megan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;(last fall's photo... forgot camera... I AM over 40, ya know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and AWESOME COUSINS... April &amp;amp; Laura... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_rF2yWGYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2X4oGo4bJJg/s1600-h/april+and+laura2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SL_rF2yWGYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2X4oGo4bJJg/s200/april+and+laura2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242166977121098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Laura was the FLOWER GIRL in our wedding.  She was 4!  Time flies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I accidentally swiped Veronica's black sweater.  USUALLY I leave things... this time I added to my wardrobe. Got it in a package, Veronica.  GONNA MAIL IT SOON!!!!!!! OR can I just bring it at Christmas!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enough for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Will post more later... 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I was going to do a series of posts on this... but to post one EVERY DAY... I am not that blog minded. If it is too long for you ... just come back a read a paragraph a day... and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRETEND&lt;/span&gt; I posted every day.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SO...Here is what went on at our house this last week or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; We got power back on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;... so from Sunday around 4:30 pm to Friday at the same time... we were powerless.  The first day was hot and humid... then it cooled down.  We did have water and our hot water heater is gas... so we had hot water.  We survived.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I looked around one evening and thought "we are like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Laura Ingalls&lt;/span&gt; on Little House.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Candles lit around the house ... dishes drying in the sink after being hand washed... hair all frizzy pulled back in a ponytail because of no blow dryer, flat iron, etc... no TV blaring... we sat around talking and laughing... Brianna reading by candlelight...  THEN... my little euphoria dissipated as I heard my cell phone ring... then I looked at Steve on his laptop using battery power... and then I thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Well... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;not QUITE&lt;/span&gt; like Ingall's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H4kddhuI/AAAAAAAAAtc/KqPhwcdPhfk/s1600-h/100_2091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H4kddhuI/AAAAAAAAAtc/KqPhwcdPhfk/s320/100_2091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214754824471283426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came on Tuesday to get the car running. He fixed what Steve tried to fix which wasn't what needed to be fixed in the first place.  So, Wed.  we took it to the car place and they fixed what should have been fixed that Dad  couldn't have even fixed.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thanks, my HUNKA HUNKA BURIN' LOVE, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;for trying to save us some cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks, Dad... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;for being Mr. Fix-it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Broke-it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H3jdktMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/t8vs2B3eYAA/s1600-h/100_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H3jdktMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/t8vs2B3eYAA/s320/100_2089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214754807023449282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF55xNpvHhI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Z7sI-rlRCw4/s1600-h/Tree+cutters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF55xNpvHhI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Z7sI-rlRCw4/s320/Tree+cutters.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214739304926879250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                                                                                                                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; funniest thing&lt;/span&gt; happened when the tree guys came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;They came on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY.&lt;/span&gt;.. weren't supposed to come until SATURDAY. You say... GREAT... they came early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say... GREAT&lt;/span&gt;... I was getting out of the shower... on the second floor... windows wide open for the breeze because we had NO POWER... and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as I exited the shower&lt;/span&gt; wearing... well what you wear or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't wear &lt;/span&gt;in the shower... there were the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tree guys... climbing up the trees... at the level of the second floor windows!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes... I will stop there&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will spare you the naked details and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="me"&gt;vomitous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; results&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (can you hear me laughing?  wasn't that funny!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;After their rude morning awakening and unsightly entrance to the morning job... they worked... and worked... and worked... for 12 hours.  And then had to come back a couple more times... maybe that was because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H4H9XnWI/AAAAAAAAAtU/rlUZ6RjcDDc/s1600-h/tree+cutter+with+chain+saw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H4H9XnWI/AAAAAAAAAtU/rlUZ6RjcDDc/s320/tree+cutter+with+chain+saw.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214754816820485474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Brianna bought them cookies&lt;/span&gt;.  She would've made them... but alas no electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could wish for a gas stove... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but WHY&lt;/span&gt;?  At least when the power is out I don't have feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the guilt ridden emotions&lt;/span&gt; for not cooking... like I do normally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;  The saw mill guy came to take some of the logs for his mill.  Asked if we would&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; like a slab to make a bench&lt;/span&gt; or something to remember our trees.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I said... "Now that's a thought...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and that was the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ONLY&lt;/span&gt; thought I had on that!  Tree hugger I am not.  Sorry all you green people out there.  I do my part for the environment... but benches made out of trees that crashed on our house...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not really my idea of a souvenir&lt;/span&gt;...  these pictures do just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt; Insurance adjuster came.  He was a good ole' Tennessee boy.  His wife was with them.  She had itty bitty size 5 shoes and as we chatted she commented on how she can't ever find shoes.  I got excited because my neighbor just had a garage sale and couldn't sell her size 5, women looking, elf sized shoes.  SO...  I helped them both out&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We offered them Key Lime Pie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AND guess what?   It pays to be kind and nice&lt;/span&gt; because...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PTL they are covering a new roof and new gutters and other damages&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talk about giving thanks&lt;/span&gt;... if the trees &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAD NOT&lt;/span&gt; hit our house... they could not have paid ANYTHING and we would have had to come up with $3,000 from thin air for tree removal and any damages. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GOD is so GOOD to us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6IC58kB3I/AAAAAAAAAt0/H2X3q174yQM/s1600-h/dte+digging.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6IC58kB3I/AAAAAAAAAt0/H2X3q174yQM/s320/dte+digging.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214755002037569394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; THEN &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DTE &lt;/span&gt;came and started digging up our yard... looking for electrical trouble.  Yes... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 trucks&lt;/span&gt; all for our little yard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H48qVF7I/AAAAAAAAAts/EIDrN36i-dY/s1600-h/DTE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H48qVF7I/AAAAAAAAAts/EIDrN36i-dY/s320/DTE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214754830967707570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I had a watermelon and a pineapple I needed to cut up before we left town... so I served it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; them.  They loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They loved it so mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ch... they came back the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT DAY&lt;/span&gt; and dug up some more because they couldn't find it the problem.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;will dig until they find it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF55wypZsiI/AAAAAAAAAs8/-epcEJCEbEs/s1600-h/yard+dug+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF55wypZsiI/AAAAAAAAAs8/-epcEJCEbEs/s320/yard+dug+up.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214739297677718050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO NOW &lt;/span&gt;my back yard has a dirt path all the way across the back side... it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; continues under the fort across the rest of the backyard.  The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;y say they will re-seed it.  I'll be holdin' them to that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;  Our roofer friend came. So hopefully we will soon h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF55wRIdlHI/AAAAAAAAAss/-exMcRMGwEM/s1600-h/roof+side+of+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF55wRIdlHI/AAAAAAAAAss/-exMcRMGwEM/s320/roof+side+of+house.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214739288681190514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ave a new roof and gutters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt; My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nephew&lt;/span&gt; spent the night on Wednesday.  It was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; his 5th birthday&lt;/span&gt; and h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H4lGAeKI/AAAAAAAAAtk/GWgzqVtt3RE/s1600-h/Gavin+and+Ice+Cream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oLlWEufvkw8/SF6H4lGAeKI/AAAAAAAAAtk/GWgzqVtt3RE/s320/Gavin+and+Ice+Cream.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214754824641345698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e wanted a grand adventure at Auntie and Uncle's house with no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"lectricty&lt;/span&gt;..." where we ran around the house with flashlights, ate by candlelight, and had a slumber party downstairs on the couches and floors where it was cooler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2007/05/speaking-of-pants.html"&gt;Mom's nightmare kids' dream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; for supper and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; retrieved our&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ice cream&lt;/span&gt; in the neighbors freezer run by a generator... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ut it in a cup with 5 candles&lt;/span&gt;... sang to him... and what fun he had the next morning watching the guys out the windows with their chainsaws cutting up the trees.    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Such a testosterone driven thing.&lt;/span&gt;  CHAINSAWS! WAY COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weston&lt;/span&gt; came home and we celebrated   Father's Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://marybethsbackforty.blogspot.com/2008/06/cucumbers-come-before-pickles-blog-by.html"&gt;(see previous blog)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; and we so enjoyed our time with our son.  We miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;  Right now we are in Sunny, Hot Florida for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Church Planters' School&lt;/span&gt;.  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