<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257</id><updated>2012-02-13T08:25:58.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>life on the lane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>485</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-484976747584767617</id><published>2012-02-02T07:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:29:38.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and then she was one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9WalRN6fn8/TyqR4JEZuhI/AAAAAAAACZA/orGkO0FWABA/s1600/keb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9WalRN6fn8/TyqR4JEZuhI/AAAAAAAACZA/orGkO0FWABA/s320/keb9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704532271711238674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="336" height="258" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kpuRFgANW8U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-484976747584767617?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/484976747584767617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=484976747584767617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/484976747584767617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/484976747584767617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2012/02/and-then-she-was-one.html' title='&lt;center&gt;and then she was one...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9WalRN6fn8/TyqR4JEZuhI/AAAAAAAACZA/orGkO0FWABA/s72-c/keb9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-8143667978016664913</id><published>2012-02-01T08:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:31:39.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baby mine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m6GAMQgCXa8/TylXI1J8dJI/AAAAAAAACY0/9-ZS2Qt47eU/s1600/keb13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m6GAMQgCXa8/TylXI1J8dJI/AAAAAAAACY0/9-ZS2Qt47eU/s320/keb13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704186212260803730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;for the past month, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've been working on converting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;my old vhs footage to dvd.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;as i have done so, i have also &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;been capturing still shots from&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;paused screens and editing the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;stills into some pretty sweet &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;photos:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="width:320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2F191aa035.pbw" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;(katherine 1992-1993)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;dani xxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-8143667978016664913?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8143667978016664913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8143667978016664913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2012/02/photos-from-old-vhs-footage.html' title='&lt;center&gt;baby mine...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m6GAMQgCXa8/TylXI1J8dJI/AAAAAAAACY0/9-ZS2Qt47eU/s72-c/keb13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1135801840538405843</id><published>2012-01-09T12:20:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T06:53:48.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>come monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLFPXsrrMWw/TwszxREyT6I/AAAAAAAACXE/nK0QmyUEWmw/s1600/linda.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLFPXsrrMWw/TwszxREyT6I/AAAAAAAACXE/nK0QmyUEWmw/s320/linda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695703075230207906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; i know he is holding you tight:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you this morning...&lt;br /&gt;to heaven and back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1135801840538405843?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1135801840538405843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1135801840538405843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2012/01/come-monday.html' title='&lt;center&gt;come monday...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLFPXsrrMWw/TwszxREyT6I/AAAAAAAACXE/nK0QmyUEWmw/s72-c/linda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7337957955547977531</id><published>2011-12-17T09:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T11:34:48.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it doesn't matter how old they are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCs5sPOuBWM/Tu4gxionT_I/AAAAAAAACWU/lEiP7qdjSuU/s1600/375217_10150408539334114_501274113_8246605_875316427_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCs5sPOuBWM/Tu4gxionT_I/AAAAAAAACWU/lEiP7qdjSuU/s320/375217_10150408539334114_501274113_8246605_875316427_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687519414898348018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;john and i had a late dinner party to go to last night.  so katherine, hannah, and davis went out to dinner early so as to get back in time to trade off puppy duty.  the three had only been gone for about 30 minutes when our local news reported a car crash involving three cars with possible fatalities in the area to which they were headed.  the odds were it wasn't them, but i called katherine anyway...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it rang,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and rang,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and rang...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;no answer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;then voicemail.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i called again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it rang,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and rang,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and rang...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;no answer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;then voicemail.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;my body started to react.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i got a knot in my chest,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;my face and ears started to burn,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i could hear my heart beating... loudly,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and my mind began to race.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i texted&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;katherine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;no reply.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i quickly resorted to the police scanner application on my phone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and listened for further information.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the police called for more ambulances,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;an officer indicated that the jaws-of-life was going to be needed to extricate victims from at least one of the vehicles involved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the kids had been running late for dinner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but i told them to take their time and be careful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;did i tell katherine i loved her?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes, i did!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;i always do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"you need to call the coroner."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i heard the officer tell the dispatcher.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh.my.God!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;still no reply from katherine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i called one more time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it rang,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and rang,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and rang...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i totally started to go into full panic mode!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and rang.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and then...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;she answered!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHE.ANSWERED!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;katherine explained that her ringer was turned off and she didn't know i'd called.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;she said they were safe at the restaurant and waiting for the  waiter to bring them their food.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it wasn't them in the wreck,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank.God!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i felt relief come over my body.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"have fun, enjoy your dinner, and y'all be very careful coming home, " i told her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"ok, mom," she reassured me, "we will."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i love you," i told her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;i always do!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i had the opportunity, the gift, of being able to say that to her again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i love you too.  i'll see you guys later," she replied.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it was a gift that &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; child was uninvolved...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that she was safe!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;hannah and davis were too!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;however, it was not the same story for those who were involved in the wreck...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i learned later that there were three fatalities as a result of that crash.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;there were others very seriously injured.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;today, i ask for prayers for the victims and their families.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;today, i ask that you slow down, pay attention, and always drive soberly!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;today, i ask that you to remember to thank God for all your blessings.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7337957955547977531?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7337957955547977531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7337957955547977531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7337957955547977531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7337957955547977531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-doesnt-matter-how-old-they-are.html' title='&lt;center&gt;it doesn&apos;t matter how old they are...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCs5sPOuBWM/Tu4gxionT_I/AAAAAAAACWU/lEiP7qdjSuU/s72-c/375217_10150408539334114_501274113_8246605_875316427_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7631826590988108413</id><published>2011-12-16T09:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:00:16.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>jack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sh0HT0FBGUg/TuthS2UMYyI/AAAAAAAACWI/N17QHrjTbrw/s1600/IMG_0672.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sh0HT0FBGUg/TuthS2UMYyI/AAAAAAAACWI/N17QHrjTbrw/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686745930931135266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;many of my long-time readers know that i grew up in my little, white cottage here on the lane. what you may not know is my next-door neighbor, jack, was my best friend...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the summers...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i talked to him while he planted his garden.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;he taught me how to shoot his bb-gun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we watched &lt;i&gt;sanford and son&lt;/i&gt; on the tv he had hooked up in his garage.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;stella brought us coca cola to drink out of &lt;i&gt;ball jars&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and, we talked politics.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the winters...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i talked to him while he shaped his frasier fir and hooked up the outdoor lights (always red).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;he told me the "d" on his fireplace stood for dani;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we watched&lt;i&gt; the edge of night&lt;/i&gt; together every afternoon after school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;stella made us hot cocoa to drink.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and, we talked politics.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;one can only imagine how broken-hearted i was when at 14 my parents divorced and sold our house on the lane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i was broken hearted to have to move&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;but even more so to have to leave my best buddy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;little did i know, though...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;it was only a temporary separation...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;for a month before i turned 22,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;john presented me my childhood home as a 1st anniversary gift!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;he purchased my cottage on the lane!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i was thrilled...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;to be living once again in my sweet house,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;to be sharing it with the one i loved with all my heart and soul,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;to be living next-door to jack and stella again,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;to be sharing john with them and them with john,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and i was over the moon when we all shared my baby, katherine,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;the following year at Christmas!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the summers...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we played with jack's kittens.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;jack taught baby katherine to "spit tobacco";P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;katherine's first word was "jack",&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;which she would squeal as she watched him pull into his driveway after work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we watched katherine grow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and, we talked politics.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the winters...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;jack shoveled snow off our deck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to&lt;i&gt; repay&lt;/i&gt; john for mulching his leaves in the fall).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we talked to jack while he trimmed the tree...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;then later as he unboxed his new artificial one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;stella made us cocoa:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we watched&lt;i&gt; the young and the restless&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and, we talked politics.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;then in the late fall of 2004, jack became ill.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;he told me the doctors were running tests.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;in mid december jack had surgery.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;right before Christmas that year he returned home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i was very busy preparing for Christmas...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;shopping, baking, decorating, wrapping gifts, and cleaning...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;so busy i hadn't taken the time to go visit jack:(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;however, it began to snow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;it snowed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and snowed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and snowed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(for 30 hours it snowed:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;until we were completely snowed in on the lane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;the normal festivities of Christmas were not going to happen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;all the roads, highways, airports, etc...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;were closed!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;no one would be coming in,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and no one would be going out...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i didn't &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to be busy anymore:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;so, i put on my jeans, turtleneck, sporto boots, and coat:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i pulled my hair back into a pony-tail,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;waded through the thigh-high snow that separated our houses,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and made my way over to check on my buddy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;to my delight i was greeted at the door by jack's and stella's daughter, jeda;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;she was snowed in as well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i LOVE jeda!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(she was my choir teacher all through elementary and middle school.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i became an adult, she grew to be my dear friend.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night while katherine and john sat in our den watching &lt;i&gt;a Christmas story&lt;/i&gt; together,&lt;br /&gt;i sat with jack, stella, and jeda reminiscing about old times, laughing, and enjoying all the Christmas confections jeda had brought her mother and daddy. what a blessing! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;it wasn't until after jack had fallen asleep and stella had nodded off as well that i realized just how great the blessing was...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;jeda confided in me that jack had cancer...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this day, i believe with all my heart that that evening i enjoyed with three of my dearest, life-long friends was nothing short of a gift from God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack died the following summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss summers&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;winters of old on the lane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jack....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7631826590988108413?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7631826590988108413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7631826590988108413&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7631826590988108413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7631826590988108413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/12/jack.html' title='&lt;center&gt;jack...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sh0HT0FBGUg/TuthS2UMYyI/AAAAAAAACWI/N17QHrjTbrw/s72-c/IMG_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1714661234679703135</id><published>2011-12-05T10:10:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:59:56.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XLV...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(115, 1, 29);   line-height: 21px; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i am so thankful that i had this chance meeting.&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for all things that remind me of mosses..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(115, 1, 29);   line-height: 21px; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;as you know from my last post,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; mosses occasionally;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i &lt;i&gt;see&lt;/i&gt; him in the antiquated fella who is still very much alive...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in he who is more gentle,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in he who moves a little more slowly... a little more deliberately,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in he who is more generous,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and in he who has more gumption&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;than his body should allow,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i &lt;i&gt;see&lt;/i&gt; him in the man who is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MORE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;several years ago dawn called and invited me to go see a movie and have lunch with her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"what do you want to see?"  i asked.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"let's go see &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the holiday&lt;/span&gt;," she continued, "the one with jude law."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh.my.word.&lt;br /&gt;what girl is not up for two hours of jude law!!?!?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"sounds good to me; it's a date!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that friday afternoon we arrived at the theater.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;she bought buttered popcorn and a diet:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i bought jr. mints and a diet...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we made our way to our seats just in time for the movie to begin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we patiently awaited for jude law to grace the screen...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to see his perfectly sculptured body,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to hear the heavy, british accent in his voice,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to look into his paul newmanesque eyes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the movie began.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jude law was scrumptious...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;however,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;it was this man who stole the movie and my heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyGpm9ppL5g/Ttz3YFxBZfI/AAAAAAAACTo/gvm0wvqzLfY/s1600/lost.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyGpm9ppL5g/Ttz3YFxBZfI/AAAAAAAACTo/gvm0wvqzLfY/s320/lost.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682688823071434226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(meet arthur abbott played by eli wallach)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;from the moment i laid eyes on him,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; mosses!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;arthur was kind,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and brilliant,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and humble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and endearing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and cute,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and funny,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;not only &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; he mosses...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;kate winslet,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; who played opposite wallach,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpP_DUCt0pk/Ttz7lBKoyyI/AAAAAAAACT0/lB_OgnFJlOc/s1600/flannel.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpP_DUCt0pk/Ttz7lBKoyyI/AAAAAAAACT0/lB_OgnFJlOc/s320/flannel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682693443221506850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(meet iris simpkins played by kate winslet)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while on holiday in los angeles,&lt;br /&gt;iris met mr. abbott.&lt;br /&gt;she was so taken by him,&lt;br /&gt;instead of doing normal, touristy things,&lt;br /&gt;she chose to spend her time with arthur,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;who stole &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; heart as well...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;not in a romantic way,&lt;br /&gt;you see,&lt;br /&gt;but in a very soulful kind of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRLOTeV5_78/Ttz-UhTwjZI/AAAAAAAACUA/FKvAfgZhJvk/s1600/listening.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRLOTeV5_78/Ttz-UhTwjZI/AAAAAAAACUA/FKvAfgZhJvk/s320/listening.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682696458326805906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;iris took to heart his every word.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;arthur was a wise man;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he had lived a very long life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he knew the ways of the world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he explained to iris that she was important&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that she should be the star of her own life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PStFkaVH3Do/Tt0FjucYveI/AAAAAAAACVg/S50bpdLxXyg/s1600/gumption2.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PStFkaVH3Do/Tt0FjucYveI/AAAAAAAACVg/S50bpdLxXyg/s320/gumption2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682704416132087266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;in turn, iris helped arthur to realize that no matter his age...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he was still important.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ViVzkXVqUbw/Ttz_tiy0YEI/AAAAAAAACUY/FCJzcPmKR68/s1600/dinner.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ViVzkXVqUbw/Ttz_tiy0YEI/AAAAAAAACUY/FCJzcPmKR68/s320/dinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682697987733872706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;iris shared dinner with mr. abbott.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ojv9fpzXspU/Tt0ABnm27QI/AAAAAAAACUk/MV_GbhGWeoQ/s1600/gumption.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ojv9fpzXspU/Tt0ABnm27QI/AAAAAAAACUk/MV_GbhGWeoQ/s320/gumption.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682698332623269122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;iris helped arthur reacquire his strength.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7yCUqOipmEw/Tt0BZiT4HhI/AAAAAAAACUw/CU20LOJPHz4/s1600/gumption4.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7yCUqOipmEw/Tt0BZiT4HhI/AAAAAAAACUw/CU20LOJPHz4/s320/gumption4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682699843029966354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;their relationship was mutually beneficial.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he helped her to find her inner strength and independence.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;she helped him find the man he had forgotten he was.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my relationship with mosses was much the same...&lt;br /&gt;it was a relationship of building each other up.&lt;br /&gt;when i was with him, i was my best person.&lt;br /&gt;when he was with me, i think he was his best person.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HU3dbvGukKQ/Tt0F6nmJTLI/AAAAAAAACVs/7DdkqtZJ1OI/s1600/gumption5.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HU3dbvGukKQ/Tt0F6nmJTLI/AAAAAAAACVs/7DdkqtZJ1OI/s320/gumption5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682704809430961330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;i think we were in love...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i was:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;not in a romantic way,&lt;br /&gt;you see,&lt;br /&gt;but in a very soulful kind of way:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLh6GN5DlRo/Tt0DpqkpKWI/AAAAAAAACU8/gaqJVMiyayU/s1600/thefunnyguy.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLh6GN5DlRo/Tt0DpqkpKWI/AAAAAAAACU8/gaqJVMiyayU/s320/thefunnyguy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682702319148935522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the end, iris found romantic love in a funny guy she met while on holiday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1I2ozlOa7Q4/Tt0KqBoc1KI/AAAAAAAACV4/a54ezSPCsIA/s1600/gumption6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1I2ozlOa7Q4/Tt0KqBoc1KI/AAAAAAAACV4/a54ezSPCsIA/s320/gumption6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682710021920314530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;arthur found relevance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and jude law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qeoV9tXrmEo/Tt0EmXnq51I/AAAAAAAACVU/4QkZfYntOJQ/s1600/IMG_0399.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qeoV9tXrmEo/Tt0EmXnq51I/AAAAAAAACVU/4QkZfYntOJQ/s320/IMG_0399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682703362033379154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;yeah, he was the icing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; on the proverbial cake;P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dani xxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(115, 1, 29);   line-height: 21px; font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(115, 1, 29);   line-height: 21px; font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"our love story":)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1714661234679703135?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1714661234679703135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1714661234679703135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1714661234679703135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1714661234679703135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/12/mosses-monday-xlv.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XLV...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyGpm9ppL5g/Ttz3YFxBZfI/AAAAAAAACTo/gvm0wvqzLfY/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6819537317889408851</id><published>2011-12-02T09:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T11:06:47.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl who cried, "tenderloin"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUW44OA9U28/TtkFlC2uiUI/AAAAAAAACRY/WXCIxZAw0_s/s1600/masterchef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUW44OA9U28/TtkFlC2uiUI/AAAAAAAACRY/WXCIxZAw0_s/s320/masterchef.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681578538884303170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;for two years john, katherine, jacob, and i watched &lt;i&gt;masterchef&lt;/i&gt;.  i dvr'ed it; we never missed a single episode.  secretly, i wanted to be on the show; i thought i could win...  REALLY!  i have no fear when it comes to cooking.  i learned long ago what makes what taste good AND how to turn cooking failures into winning dishes.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, in august when (as a friend of the show) i received an invite to apply, i jumped at the opportunity and expressed my desire to be a part of &lt;i&gt;masterchef 3&lt;/i&gt;.  several weeks later i received another email from them asking that i choose two cities from a list of many that i might be able to travel to for a casting call.  there were three (nashville, atlanta, and chicago) from the list that were in a 6 hour radius of henderson.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about a month later &lt;i&gt;masterchef&lt;/i&gt; sent me the list of cities and dates.  one of my choices, chicago, was on the list:  chicago, illinois, dec. 3, 2011, le cordon bleu culinary institute @10 am.  the only other information i received at the time was that i was to bring a dish (ready to be plated), a head-shot, and my contract.  i chose the chicago venue and shared with family and friends that i would be attending.  i was super-excited!!!... at first.  then i started thinking about the dish situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;how was i going to prepare a dish to take to this casting call 6+ hours away from my home?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on &lt;i&gt;masterchef's&lt;/i&gt; facebook page, i asked if anyone knew what constituted &lt;i&gt;a dish&lt;/i&gt; but received no reply.  after attempting to get a hotel room at one of the area residence inns with no avail, i decided to take a dessert to plate.  i knew exactly what i was going to prepare...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my pink suede cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, as soon as i decided to plate the cake , i started second guessing myself.  i had this funky feeling that i was going to be in line with all these people bearing beautifully plated, succulent, savory main dishes, and i was going to be like, "hi, i'm dani from kentucky.  here's my (day-old, well-travelled) cake."  after expressing my dilemma to john (who thought the whole venture was "screwy" because of my lack of information), we agreed that i would just wait for &lt;i&gt;masterchef&lt;/i&gt; to come to a town closer to home preferably nashville.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on tuesday of this week, a dear friend called and totally harassed me when i told her i was choosing not to go;)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if you don't go, i'm going to be so mad at you!  you could totally win!  i'm going to come get you on friday after work and take you myself!  yadda, yadda, yadda..."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha! she was killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that very night my brother called.  "well, are you going to go this weekend?" he asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i don't know."  i continued, "i don't think so."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i don't think it would be a good idea," he said.  "you cannot be away from home that long." he laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i think i could do it, it's only for a couple of weeks between february and march."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh, i thought it was like american idol where you're there for the show's entirety.. like 13 or 14 weeks."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh, nah, it's all pre-taped before it airs."  &lt;i&gt;(i was sure i'd read that it was a 2 week commitment.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"that's still a LONG time for you to be away from home, sister!" he laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i laughed, too; but he was right, nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on wednesday morning, roy called. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;roy, from &lt;i&gt;masterchef&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he called to inquire as to whether or not i would be attending the chicago casting call on saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to ask if i had any questions giving me a link to a faq site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after going to the site, i had answers to most of my questions and all of john's questions.  i called him and shared the information i gathered.  "what do you think?"  i asked him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"it's up to you, but i still think you should wait until it comes to nashville," he replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i think i should just go ahead and do it; i may not have this chance again."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i returned roy's call and confirmed i would be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made hotel reservations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took a head-shot and sent it to walgreens for prints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made a grocery list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pork tenderloin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couscous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cranberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;green onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feta cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told everyone i was going to go to the call and asked for prayers that my pork tenderloin would be edible (after standing outside the institute for up to 4 hours in chicago's winter weather conditions).  everyone was so supportive and sweet...  promising to pray for my tenderloin:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i uploaded the 11 page contract from the link roy sent me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i read through the questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i arrived at the question asking if i would be able to make a 7 week commitment between february and march, i started sweating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took a picture of the screen and texted it to my aforementioned dear friend and cheerleader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i received a quick reply, "you are going to have so much fun!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being away from home for a week once or twice a year is fun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after 7 days, i'm totally ready to be back at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my brother pointed out, 2 weeks was pushing it (but, i knew i could do it if need be).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being away from home for 7 weeks did not sound a bit FUN to me:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i emailed the contract to john to read.  he did and brought a copy of it home to me yesterday afternoon.  "did you see that the time commitment is 7 weeks?"  i asked him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yep, i thought you said it was only 2 weeks?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i thought it was!  assuming i would even make it that far, i don't want to be away from home that long, john."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah, that's what i thought when i read it; you'd be homesick after about a week," he responded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i'm not going to do it, ok?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he laughed, "it's up to you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end, it is up to me.  i would love to win the $250,000; don't get me wrong.  but honestly, i cannot put a price on missing 2 months of my family's life.  economically speaking, one of these days i my not have a choice but to travel away from home to monetarily support my family.  but, right now, i'm just not that hungry (i am so blessed!).  i hope that a person who is &lt;i&gt;that hungry&lt;/i&gt; wins the competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for me and my house, we are going to eat a wonderful, HOT, FRESH pork tenderloin at home together on the lane this weekend:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love and GOD's blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dani xxx&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6819537317889408851?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6819537317889408851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6819537317889408851&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6819537317889408851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6819537317889408851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/12/girl-who-cried-tenderloin.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the girl who cried, &quot;tenderloin&quot;...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUW44OA9U28/TtkFlC2uiUI/AAAAAAAACRY/WXCIxZAw0_s/s72-c/masterchef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7875558475677663269</id><published>2011-11-21T07:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T10:40:55.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XLIV...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;john and i sat in deconess hospital's, emergency room waiting area while the doctors and nurses worked to stabilize my dad in a room just down the hall from us.  we sat there with my dad's family.  after only a few minutes, an admissions receptionist called for me to come sign some paperwork.  after doing so, i returned to my seat; as i was sitting i noticed an orderly wheeling a frail, elderly lady into the e.r.  a time-worn gentleman followed along behind them with the aid of his walker.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;m&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;y heart danced!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i grabbed john's hand and (with a smile that extended from my right ear to my left) nodded toward the man. john glanced the way of the fellow... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;he looked.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;after a moment he too smiled acknowledging he knew exactly what i was thinking.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"he looks just like mosses," i whispered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"a lot!" john agreed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i noticed the fella wearing a suit that was no longer tailored to his shrunken body, his shiny.thinning.white.hair,  his metal rimmed glasses, and that his body was crooked...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; brought on by time and arthritis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;just.like.my.mosses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;a few moments later, the receptionist summoned the fellow.  i was actually familiar with his rather uncommon surname.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;i&gt;i recalled a farm in my hometown, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;owned by a man with the same last name as the one she called.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;when he completed his wife's paperwork, he arose and made his way over to the vending machines.  as he passed me  i noticed that he even had a bowed-out leg like mosses (more than likely stemming from a 1980's knee replacement)...  uncanny!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;so uncanny, in fact, that i took out my cell phone and snapped a photo of him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRAQR5VwbSM/Ts0L2lVgvDI/AAAAAAAACP4/-6oABNfJvDU/s1600/photo-1.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRAQR5VwbSM/Ts0L2lVgvDI/AAAAAAAACP4/-6oABNfJvDU/s320/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678207737547242546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i did so, i noticed even his hair grew in the same direction as mosses did...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;noticing he needed help, one of my aunts offered to help him purchase chips and a soda.  he thanked her and proceeded back  to his seat.  as he passed me, i said his name, "mr. m...?"  he stopped and looked at me.  "is your name mr. m...?"  i asked.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"well, yes it is," he replied.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"are you from henderson?," i inquired.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(we were at a hospital in a neighboring city.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"yes, i am," he answered with a twinkle in his eye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"i am too. my name is dani berrong," i introduced myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i reached out and placed my hand atop his hand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it felt sweetly familiar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"did you ever know george moss?" i asked.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"well, as a matter of fact i do know george. back in the day, we played many a poker game," he said and grinned.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what a small world!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"mr. moss was my dearest friend:)  i just stopped you because you remind me so much of him."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he chuckled, "do you think so?  how is george getting along?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"oh, mr. m..., mr. moss died several years ago," i replied with regret.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my heart sank a little.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"he did? i'm  so sorry.  i don't think i knew that.  george was a good friend... "  he stood for a moment thinking, "when you get old, you just lose touch, i guess," he lowered his chin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i smiled and patted his hand, "thank you for taking the time to stop and talk to me.  it was so nice to meet you!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we then exchanged good wishes for each other's respective loved ones.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thankful that i had this chance meeting.&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for all things that remind me of mosses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7875558475677663269?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7875558475677663269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7875558475677663269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7875558475677663269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7875558475677663269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/11/mosses-monday-xliv.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XLIV...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRAQR5VwbSM/Ts0L2lVgvDI/AAAAAAAACP4/-6oABNfJvDU/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6681498276038525249</id><published>2011-08-23T11:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:14:11.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>time to bring back mosses mondays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H78cMrSnWyk/TlPekmBipNI/AAAAAAAACMw/BLRa_ZKLNF8/s1600/IMG_2306.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H78cMrSnWyk/TlPekmBipNI/AAAAAAAACMw/BLRa_ZKLNF8/s320/IMG_2306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644099478289032402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over the weekend i received a facebook message asking for a link to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mosses mondays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stories.  the person explained that she had lost the link and was wanting to catch up on what she had missed.  i sent her the link but explained that there was nothing new there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i couldn't believe it when i realized my last entry was dated march of last year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is so much more to share, and it is time to share it:)  so, i hope to have a new entry soon. i also hope my mosses followers will return to the lane for the rest of the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6681498276038525249?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6681498276038525249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6681498276038525249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6681498276038525249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6681498276038525249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-to-bring-back-mosses-mondays.html' title='&lt;center&gt;time to bring back mosses mondays...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H78cMrSnWyk/TlPekmBipNI/AAAAAAAACMw/BLRa_ZKLNF8/s72-c/IMG_2306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7312263953104163303</id><published>2011-07-28T09:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:20:43.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>by one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynEKZn30p0w/TjF9oPCpLQI/AAAAAAAACKY/7kD8C9H0iOU/s1600/267771_2232114610639_1481119173_32450527_6195799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynEKZn30p0w/TjF9oPCpLQI/AAAAAAAACKY/7kD8C9H0iOU/s320/267771_2232114610639_1481119173_32450527_6195799_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634422739003059458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;wedding cake yogurt&lt;br /&gt;victoria secret sales&lt;br /&gt;pink hydrangeas&lt;br /&gt;cheap airfare&lt;br /&gt;america's top 40&lt;br /&gt;fresh garden tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;shade trees&lt;br /&gt;vera bradley patterns&lt;br /&gt;air conditioning&lt;br /&gt;sea salt&lt;br /&gt;holding hands&lt;br /&gt;cotton anything&lt;br /&gt;summer rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7312263953104163303?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7312263953104163303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7312263953104163303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7312263953104163303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7312263953104163303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/07/by-one.html' title='&lt;center&gt;by one...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynEKZn30p0w/TjF9oPCpLQI/AAAAAAAACKY/7kD8C9H0iOU/s72-c/267771_2232114610639_1481119173_32450527_6195799_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7384207083208616994</id><published>2011-07-11T10:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:57:25.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>counting the little things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;one-by-one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlqJDqgnlQ8/Thseflwz1LI/AAAAAAAACIM/_a21ju3zsCg/s1600/0IMG_1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlqJDqgnlQ8/Thseflwz1LI/AAAAAAAACIM/_a21ju3zsCg/s320/0IMG_1982.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628125687391179954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink floats&lt;br /&gt;mikeritas&lt;br /&gt;96sto&lt;br /&gt;flip-flops&lt;br /&gt;cut-offs&lt;br /&gt;my pink and green front porch&lt;br /&gt;ralph lauren sheets, beach towels, and tees&lt;br /&gt;polished toenails&lt;br /&gt;oscillating fans&lt;br /&gt;ac&lt;br /&gt;summer breeze&lt;br /&gt;cocoa butter&lt;br /&gt;snackwells&lt;br /&gt;the charcoal grill&lt;br /&gt;day lilies&lt;br /&gt;the ground hog currently living in my backyard&lt;br /&gt;brightly colored noodles&lt;br /&gt;melon&lt;br /&gt;the light smell of chlorine&lt;br /&gt;lightning bugs&lt;br /&gt;my old transistor radio&lt;br /&gt;cool showers&lt;br /&gt;cotton pajamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7384207083208616994?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7384207083208616994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7384207083208616994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7384207083208616994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7384207083208616994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/07/counting-little-things.html' title='&lt;center&gt;counting the little things...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlqJDqgnlQ8/Thseflwz1LI/AAAAAAAACIM/_a21ju3zsCg/s72-c/0IMG_1982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5251869594532968779</id><published>2011-06-14T10:54:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:54:56.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as a believer, i always have hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is the grounds for hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for believing good can happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is also the grounds for knowing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He will make good of that we give over to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;believing gives us hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belief prepares us for and supports us through the worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with the knowledge that God is good always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have passed these beliefs on to katherine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OlMRI7IhvQ/Tezviqu-v0I/AAAAAAAACHs/g6WfZlWm0DM/s1600/254140_207256699311065_100000802081036_503596_4831499_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OlMRI7IhvQ/Tezviqu-v0I/AAAAAAAACHs/g6WfZlWm0DM/s320/254140_207256699311065_100000802081036_503596_4831499_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615126214290095938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;months ago when it was time for katherine to order graduation invitations, she chose to forgo doing so.  she said she didn't want to send them because she didn't want people to think she was asking for something (other than their presence at her commencement) in return.    after a little brainstorming, i went back to her and explained that if she didn't send out invitations there would be those who would think they were overlooked.  i made a proposal to her.  i told her that she could put an insert in each of her pre-printed invitations, and on it she could make her intentions known.  she was happy with the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hence, she decided to request only the gift of the recipients' presence at her ceremony and to give those who insisted on gifting an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before katherine was even 10 years old, she lost 2 people to whom she was very close to cancer.  a third was diagnosed and given only a 2% chance of surviving more than 5 years.  so, the summer before her tenth birthday, she started actively participating in our local relay for life.  that year she walked in memory of her uncle gary and dear friend, ernie, and in honor of her uncle stevie who was in the battle of his life...&lt;br /&gt;for his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;respectively, cancer robbed her of the man who she spent countless hours with out on his pontoon on his beloved lake misty.  cancer robbed her of the man with whom she visited, shared candy corn, and whom she thought was her granddad.  further, cancer was attempting to rob her of her uncle stevie with whom she went on most every vacation and  celebrated every holiday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she loved these men with all her heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over the next five years,  cancer took katherine's great-uncle bill&lt;br /&gt;and jack, her neighbor... her best buddy.&lt;br /&gt;however, uncle stevie, beat the odds; he was in the 2% that survived!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even through loss, katherine continued to hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she continued to walk for a cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the option upon which she decided was a great one in her opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on her invitation inserts, she wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;only the gift of your presence is requested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;however, you may make a contribution to alcan/rio tinto's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;relay for life in memory of my uncles:&lt;br /&gt;gary berrong&lt;br /&gt;bill manion&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;steve hurd.&lt;br /&gt;love, katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you may have noticed that steve hurd was listed as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;in memory of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; instead of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;in honor of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;katherine's uncle stevie died a week to the day before she received her graduation announcements in the mail... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he won the cancer battle but lost the war of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends and family were very generous, so generous in fact, katherine was able to donate enough money to purchase more than 60 luminaries!  she donated her own money for luminaries in memory of ernie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and jack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2F8b22877b.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kat was thrilled  she was able to pay her gifts forward to a great cause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the search for a cure for cancer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJio8w4kuck/TfeEezlvVJI/AAAAAAAACIE/sCcYPUfmaPY/s1600/247264_207256765977725_100000802081036_503598_1663964_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJio8w4kuck/TfeEezlvVJI/AAAAAAAACIE/sCcYPUfmaPY/s320/247264_207256765977725_100000802081036_503598_1663964_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618104724947424402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5251869594532968779?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5251869594532968779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5251869594532968779&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5251869594532968779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5251869594532968779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/06/hope.html' title='&lt;center&gt;hope...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OlMRI7IhvQ/Tezviqu-v0I/AAAAAAAACHs/g6WfZlWm0DM/s72-c/254140_207256699311065_100000802081036_503596_4831499_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6769345756107124344</id><published>2011-06-10T10:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T12:18:30.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a friend in need...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last friday i was visiting with friends when one asked if i knew charla tompkins.  i smiled and said yes that i'd known her most of my life; then i inquired why she was asking.  my friend went on to tell me that charla had had an incident that required emergency care and that she'd been diagnosed with cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my heart sank...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;charla was my first, elementary school librarian.  she and her husband, glenn, built a home across the street from my aunt and uncle and were neighbors with them for years.  charla moved on to be my middle school librarian, for whom i was a student-aid.  she was a member of the church i joined when i was in high school.   and then, when i took katherine for high school orientation, i caught up with charla there to discover that she was going to be katherine's librarian at henderson county high school.  charla explained to katherine our connection and told her if she ever needed anything to come see her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she meant it;&lt;br /&gt;that is just the kind of person charla is!&lt;br /&gt;she is precious:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am posting today for two reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first and foremost, i am requesting prayers on behalf of my friend...  i know i have wonderful blogging friends all around the world who have joined with me in prayer before and have made such a difference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;secondly, today is charla's birthday.  i would so much appreciate it, if you are a facebooker, if you would go and leave her a message of support and encouragement (you don't have to be a "friend" of charla's to leave her a message). i would be so grateful:)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just click on her photo below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/cat.tompkins?ref=ts"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRNPLEqaUfo/TfJDd1umGrI/AAAAAAAACH8/IkNiMfiDMz4/s320/0c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616625865202211506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6769345756107124344?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6769345756107124344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6769345756107124344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/06/friend-in-need.html' title='&lt;center&gt;a friend in need...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRNPLEqaUfo/TfJDd1umGrI/AAAAAAAACH8/IkNiMfiDMz4/s72-c/0c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-896100901759116525</id><published>2011-05-31T12:39:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T11:02:29.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>winning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YBPkHCCmSc/TeUrHAQV66I/AAAAAAAACGk/RkP_ZXU6o34/s1600/100_3831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YBPkHCCmSc/TeUrHAQV66I/AAAAAAAACGk/RkP_ZXU6o34/s320/100_3831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612939909914815394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i knew that as president of her class katherine was going to give a speech at her class' graduation.  however, i was surprised to watch her make her way to and be seated on stage with her principals, school board, and superintendent.  my little girl was the master of ceremonies at her commencement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08PBXVGiKz4/TeUptVZbN_I/AAAAAAAACGc/gIRLtjKfHBM/s1600/100_3841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08PBXVGiKz4/TeUptVZbN_I/AAAAAAAACGc/gIRLtjKfHBM/s320/100_3841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612938369401829362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(katherine is seated at the far right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after introducing henderson county high school's choir and band, she began her speech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTZ9dAEarKY/TeUsR1kqi2I/AAAAAAAACGs/0xb-sSYkXLI/s1600/247013_2032602542962_1481119173_32261104_3622513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTZ9dAEarKY/TeUsR1kqi2I/AAAAAAAACGs/0xb-sSYkXLI/s320/247013_2032602542962_1481119173_32261104_3622513_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612941195537451874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On behalf of the graduating class of 2011, I would like to welcome all of you who are here for tonight’s commencement. I would also like to take this opportunity to thank each of you, respectively, for the part you have played in making us the winning graduates we are today.&lt;br /&gt;It has been my pleasure to serve you, the Henderson County Senior High Class of 2011.  As I look out among your faces, I recognize many with whom I started this journey 13 years ago.  Honestly, in hindsight, it has been a short journey; but, there were days, weeks, and even months that seemed to go on forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2F0ec20696.pbw" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;In the past 13 years we have witnessed a lot of history in the making and learned many valuable lessons:&lt;br /&gt;• In kindergarten, we saw Pokemon debut; we learned “our courage will pull us through.”&lt;br /&gt;• We saw Y2K come and go: we learned K equals one comma zero zero zero.&lt;br /&gt;• We saw the introduction of the iPhone and  iPod: we learned that said gadgets can cost us a lot.&lt;br /&gt;• We saw Kelly Clarkson become America’s first “Idol”;  we learned that through hard work anyone can win a title.&lt;br /&gt;• We saw Tom Cruise jump on Oprah’s sofa; we learned that bad manners can cause one’s career to be over.&lt;br /&gt;• We saw Vice President Cheney accidentally shoot a hunting bud; we learned that hunting with Dick Cheney’s like hunting with Elmer Fudd!&lt;br /&gt;• We saw Jersey Shore hit the little screen on Thursdays; we learned Thursdays are no longer Thursdays, they now are called Jersdays.&lt;br /&gt;• Recently, we saw ol' osama go out like a flash; we learned it only takes two shots and a splash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings us to this evening…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbU4ZFGjo8w/TeU__reQVRI/AAAAAAAACG0/nPFRmgW79Zc/s1600/248050_10150202250460689_508575688_7447321_6709634_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbU4ZFGjo8w/TeU__reQVRI/AAAAAAAACG0/nPFRmgW79Zc/s320/248050_10150202250460689_508575688_7447321_6709634_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612962873821123858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, my classmates, is only the beginning; for, you have worked hard for your diplomas and are as Charlie Sheen says,&lt;br /&gt;“duh, winning!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class of 2011, you are special,&lt;br /&gt;you are accomplished,&lt;br /&gt;you are winners!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JX7WpHlljs/Te5HWOgUmpI/AAAAAAAACH0/HBmX5zL8M1g/s1600/11kb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JX7WpHlljs/Te5HWOgUmpI/AAAAAAAACH0/HBmX5zL8M1g/s320/11kb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615504232553945746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her speech was followed by speeches from the valedictorian and salutatorian of her class.  after which, katherine joined her classmates in receiving their diplomas and being pronounced 2011 graduates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U85idhdG6_c/TeVISg7H6AI/AAAAAAAACG8/PBi4Kbsxx3w/s1600/100_3847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U85idhdG6_c/TeVISg7H6AI/AAAAAAAACG8/PBi4Kbsxx3w/s320/100_3847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612971993499953154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little master of ceremonies was right, she and her classmates...&lt;br /&gt;are special...&lt;br /&gt;are accomplished...&lt;br /&gt;are very much winners!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-896100901759116525?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/896100901759116525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=896100901759116525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/896100901759116525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/896100901759116525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-sweet-mc.html' title='&lt;center&gt;winning...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YBPkHCCmSc/TeUrHAQV66I/AAAAAAAACGk/RkP_ZXU6o34/s72-c/100_3831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2471551474004703585</id><published>2011-05-19T09:23:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:41:59.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;when i was a little girl living on the lane,&lt;br /&gt;time went by so slowly...&lt;br /&gt;from summer to summer&lt;br /&gt;from Christmas to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i am a wife and mother living on the lane,&lt;br /&gt;time goes by so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;by the time we get our pool closed, it is almost time to reopen it;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we get our Christmas decorations taken down and put away, it is time to pull them out and decorate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the last time i blogged,&lt;br /&gt;much has happened.&lt;br /&gt;it all happened so quickly;&lt;br /&gt;it almost seems like it was a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine was accepted into the university of evansville and was granted a very generous academic scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64vmpP1YhA4/TdUzULzLP5I/AAAAAAAACFs/tlDFE5PfuT0/s1600/UE-Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64vmpP1YhA4/TdUzULzLP5I/AAAAAAAACFs/tlDFE5PfuT0/s320/UE-Photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608445332817657746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent spring break in cancun, mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXoPbyzggrA/TdUxfYLCzBI/AAAAAAAACFU/Nyx2EDTlC3E/s1600/0fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXoPbyzggrA/TdUxfYLCzBI/AAAAAAAACFU/Nyx2EDTlC3E/s320/0fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608443326094298130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john and i flew to canada where he received a project award from rio tinto/alcan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYws9dUb9kQ/TdUxKIAU0RI/AAAAAAAACFM/GzPgshc0SBQ/s1600/IMG_1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fYws9dUb9kQ/TdUxKIAU0RI/AAAAAAAACFM/GzPgshc0SBQ/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608442960977121554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john and i went on a wine tasting tour in indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wb3B7GjZp_Q/TdUx0aY876I/AAAAAAAACFc/byFgOL3SOfc/s1600/0224776_1788520185205_1005593712_31577427_7871995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wb3B7GjZp_Q/TdUx0aY876I/AAAAAAAACFc/byFgOL3SOfc/s320/0224776_1788520185205_1005593712_31577427_7871995_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608443687466758050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family said, "good-bye," to my uncle steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1xkF1UGv18/TqF2bepFwmI/AAAAAAAACPQ/9NVvmxiodCc/s1600/100_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1xkF1UGv18/TqF2bepFwmI/AAAAAAAACPQ/9NVvmxiodCc/s320/100_0390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665940020662747746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine went with jacob to their senior prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fy_GdI6S1cA/TdUwk1iKppI/AAAAAAAACE8/FGjdXKpzptg/s1600/IMG_1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fy_GdI6S1cA/TdUwk1iKppI/AAAAAAAACE8/FGjdXKpzptg/s320/IMG_1588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608442320363628178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john and i marked 21 years of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t30yHWeaEd8/TdUw9oaKExI/AAAAAAAACFE/6Z7J5es98Oo/s1600/IMG_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t30yHWeaEd8/TdUw9oaKExI/AAAAAAAACFE/6Z7J5es98Oo/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608442746337104658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john and i attended katherine's student ambassador recognition dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsS46PYcg90/TdUwPShK5VI/AAAAAAAACE0/djAsKGCtmws/s1600/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsS46PYcg90/TdUwPShK5VI/AAAAAAAACE0/djAsKGCtmws/s320/IMG_1728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608441950186956114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john and i attended katherine's senior honors night at the high school where she received one of only 12 commonwealth diplomas (in a class of over 400 students) and her student ambassador chords...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnv3SpyAPpc/TdUyKjhWcbI/AAAAAAAACFk/JVloRSeSXjU/s1600/IMG_1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnv3SpyAPpc/TdUyKjhWcbI/AAAAAAAACFk/JVloRSeSXjU/s320/IMG_1794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608444067875025330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which she will wear  tomorrow night to her graduation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i hope to elaborate on the aforementioned soon:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-2471551474004703585?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/2471551474004703585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=2471551474004703585&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2471551474004703585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2471551474004703585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/05/time.html' title='&lt;center&gt;time...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64vmpP1YhA4/TdUzULzLP5I/AAAAAAAACFs/tlDFE5PfuT0/s72-c/UE-Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-8682129829143876229</id><published>2011-01-31T10:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T12:36:14.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>seeing purple...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;on friday, katherine and i visited&lt;br /&gt;the university of evansville's campus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TUbiITZSzvI/AAAAAAAACCI/mqwzfYlo0yQ/s1600/ue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TUbiITZSzvI/AAAAAAAACCI/mqwzfYlo0yQ/s320/ue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568386621563391730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our experience was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat's admissions counselor greeted us&lt;br /&gt;and went over our agenda for the day,&lt;br /&gt;we then took a tour of the&lt;br /&gt;campus (which was very&lt;br /&gt;informative), had lunch with one&lt;br /&gt;of ue's academic advisers,&lt;br /&gt;met with financial aid, and ended&lt;br /&gt;the day back with her admissions&lt;br /&gt;counselor to debrief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TUbhtNkxGkI/AAAAAAAACCA/mm1ijeWcoAg/s1600/163830_1810655554426_1481119173_31925144_1134110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TUbhtNkxGkI/AAAAAAAACCA/mm1ijeWcoAg/s320/163830_1810655554426_1481119173_31925144_1134110_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568386156144433730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(katherine awaiting the debriefing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if all goes as planned,&lt;br /&gt;my kitty kat will be a purple ace&lt;br /&gt;come fall:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TUbt9NyTsLI/AAAAAAAACCQ/vANPJ6mUOf0/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TUbt9NyTsLI/AAAAAAAACCQ/vANPJ6mUOf0/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568399625218666674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-8682129829143876229?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/8682129829143876229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=8682129829143876229&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8682129829143876229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8682129829143876229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/01/seeing-purple.html' title='&lt;center&gt;seeing purple...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TUbiITZSzvI/AAAAAAAACCI/mqwzfYlo0yQ/s72-c/ue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2713746609106157543</id><published>2011-01-22T09:30:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:57:36.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>adding color to an otherwise gray day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTsHJrhY6mI/AAAAAAAACB4/pop4tO1eBwY/s1600/167086_1798752616860_1481119173_31905127_1805827_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTsHJrhY6mI/AAAAAAAACB4/pop4tO1eBwY/s320/167086_1798752616860_1481119173_31905127_1805827_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565049627429366370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last weekend was a long weekend off for katherine due to the martin luther king, jr. holiday on monday.  so, kat and i made a date to go prom dress shopping.  prom isn't until may; but, we knew the earlier, the better selection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honestly, however, we have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; shopping ever since the 2011 dresses came off the runway.  as a matter of fact, the very first day we were able to view them online, we looked at each and every dress available (over 5,000 dresses) out of which katherine only really liked three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6RgkhFDI/AAAAAAAACAw/a00NuEgrFUQ/s1600/prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6RgkhFDI/AAAAAAAACAw/a00NuEgrFUQ/s320/prom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565035468277486642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6LAe8HoI/AAAAAAAACAo/_XCY2VQs1-s/s1600/prom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6LAe8HoI/AAAAAAAACAo/_XCY2VQs1-s/s320/prom1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565035356584943234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6DIYSucI/AAAAAAAACAg/uvnxuPqly_8/s1600/prom4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6DIYSucI/AAAAAAAACAg/uvnxuPqly_8/s320/prom4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565035221265594818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the first was just a short, fun pick, the second (minus the bolero) was my favorite, and the third was katherine's favorite.  i thought they were great choices but told her we should at least go and look at what was in the stores and that it would be a good idea for her to try on some different styles; she agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;therefore, on monday, that is exactly what we did.  unfortunately, none of the three dresses katherine had chosen were in the store.  but, she did try all of these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr_oADRcgI/AAAAAAAACBo/Zd0T91-S_5g/s1600/prom9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr_oADRcgI/AAAAAAAACBo/Zd0T91-S_5g/s320/prom9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565041352243245570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr_NZlVF1I/AAAAAAAACBY/FBSqmdzgH6E/s1600/prom12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr_NZlVF1I/AAAAAAAACBY/FBSqmdzgH6E/s320/prom12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565040895240509266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTsAVHLLBGI/AAAAAAAACBw/P7ksJgzmva4/s1600/prom15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTsAVHLLBGI/AAAAAAAACBw/P7ksJgzmva4/s320/prom15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565042127249540194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.http//www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifblogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-73seDsI/AAAAAAAACBQ/4vKLdnnWulI/s1600/yhst-23901692494948_2136_916818535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-73seDsI/AAAAAAAACBQ/4vKLdnnWulI/s320/yhst-23901692494948_2136_916818535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565040594085875394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-3bwuF-I/AAAAAAAACBI/XhQnB6YDr5Y/s1600/prom8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-3bwuF-I/AAAAAAAACBI/XhQnB6YDr5Y/s320/prom8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565040517868034018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-uodBD7I/AAAAAAAACBA/E3Eu4870fnE/s1600/prom14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-uodBD7I/AAAAAAAACBA/E3Eu4870fnE/s320/prom14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565040366656229298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-oCwZhmI/AAAAAAAACA4/Y8oKTBd-YJQ/s1600/prom11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr-oCwZhmI/AAAAAAAACA4/Y8oKTBd-YJQ/s320/prom11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565040253457761890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the first was too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the second was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the third was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; not lined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the fourth was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;definite maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the fifth was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;too heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sixth was only the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; she wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the 7th was just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; too much dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the end, we ordered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6DIYSucI/AAAAAAAACAg/uvnxuPqly_8/s1600/prom4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTr6DIYSucI/AAAAAAAACAg/uvnxuPqly_8/s320/prom4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565035221265594818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her favorite from the word, "go":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-2713746609106157543?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/2713746609106157543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=2713746609106157543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2713746609106157543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2713746609106157543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/01/adding-color-to-otherwise-gray-day.html' title='&lt;center&gt;adding color to an otherwise gray day...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TTsHJrhY6mI/AAAAAAAACB4/pop4tO1eBwY/s72-c/167086_1798752616860_1481119173_31905127_1805827_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5550852531523102285</id><published>2011-01-10T09:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:37:08.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the peasants are all adults now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;at least they've all turned 18;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TStRicfGojI/AAAAAAAAB_M/psVNjK36wx4/s1600/00b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TStRicfGojI/AAAAAAAAB_M/psVNjK36wx4/s320/00b5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560627817123062322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2F0e2a6175.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0e2a6175.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5550852531523102285?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5550852531523102285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5550852531523102285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5550852531523102285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5550852531523102285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/01/peasants-are-all-adults-now.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the peasants are all adults now...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TStRicfGojI/AAAAAAAAB_M/psVNjK36wx4/s72-c/00b5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5738843207384029579</id><published>2011-01-07T09:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T11:04:03.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the plan part of my "plan"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;well, i went for my first consultation&lt;br /&gt;and weigh-in yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i have a good six months of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theperfectplaninc.com/"&gt;the perfect plan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diet plan ahead of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this plan doesn't require exercise...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;in the last 17 hours,&lt;br /&gt;i have been to the grocery store twice,&lt;br /&gt;prepared and drank hot, fresh lemonade,&lt;br /&gt;prepared and baked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oat bran&lt;/span&gt; muffins,&lt;br /&gt;eaten one of the muffins as well as fruit and eggs,&lt;br /&gt;drunk 20 oz. water, made tofu dressing,&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;i have baked 8 chicken breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; exercise involved:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting excited though&lt;br /&gt;about the prospect of not looking like a whale&lt;br /&gt;in my bathing suit when we head to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cancun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TSc9IlmIPAI/AAAAAAAAB_E/WoROanyY40Q/s1600/mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 282px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559479482752449538" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TSc9IlmIPAI/AAAAAAAAB_E/WoROanyY40Q/s320/mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(so long, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;moonpie&lt;/span&gt; face!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt; xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5738843207384029579?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5738843207384029579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5738843207384029579&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5738843207384029579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5738843207384029579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/01/plan-part-of-my-plan.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the plan part of my &quot;plan&quot;...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TSc9IlmIPAI/AAAAAAAAB_E/WoROanyY40Q/s72-c/mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1184598187871085788</id><published>2011-01-01T08:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T10:26:35.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>no resolutions here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TR9DzHZT6_I/AAAAAAAAB-0/iTZDRK6zJOw/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557235010636082162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TR9DzHZT6_I/AAAAAAAAB-0/iTZDRK6zJOw/s320/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"PLAN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a big word for a procrastinator like me,&lt;br /&gt;but i am calling it mine for 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am 41 years old and have never had a plan.&lt;br /&gt;so, please, say a prayer for me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, there are only 3 things i plan to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) increase my family's health.&lt;br /&gt;2.) increase my family's wealth.&lt;br /&gt;3.) and pray... more:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year, my loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1184598187871085788?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1184598187871085788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1184598187871085788&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1184598187871085788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1184598187871085788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-resolutions-here.html' title='&lt;center&gt;no resolutions here...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TR9DzHZT6_I/AAAAAAAAB-0/iTZDRK6zJOw/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7611181767008394107</id><published>2010-12-09T09:46:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T11:00:50.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well, now, let's see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TQEGX6sLKEI/AAAAAAAAB-o/3g_dt1FZKgg/s1600/PIC-1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548723223858456642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TQEGX6sLKEI/AAAAAAAAB-o/3g_dt1FZKgg/s320/PIC-1143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TQEFxJF8WGI/AAAAAAAAB-g/QLmtnBfV7QA/s1600/000_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one tree is up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adorned with lights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and decorated with the baubles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i bought at the pear tree &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i'm not sure how many years ago?).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two more are awaiting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(my getting the living room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patched, sealed, and painted)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one with baubles my mother gave me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the other with family decorations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that come with 20+ years of marriage:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday, my kitty kat turns 18!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where has the time gone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so strange...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she and 15 of her friends are celebrating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by enjoying a late dinner at the bonefish grill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;followed by cold stone creamery cake...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the lane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two friends will be missing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will, who now resides in florida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chase, who now resides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in heaven....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;katherine will take the act&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on saturday morning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for the last time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she has really been working&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to get her score up a couple of points&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in order to be in the running for an&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;academic scholarship from&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the university of evansville.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;john graduated from u of e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the year katherine was born!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've watched only 2 of my new &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas movies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it happened on 5th avenue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;capote's &lt;em&gt;a Christmas memory&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loved them both:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7611181767008394107?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7611181767008394107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7611181767008394107&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7611181767008394107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7611181767008394107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-lets-see.html' title='&lt;center&gt;well, now, let&apos;s see...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TQEGX6sLKEI/AAAAAAAAB-o/3g_dt1FZKgg/s72-c/PIC-1143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1247826488076922661</id><published>2010-12-03T10:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:42:23.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>adding to my collection...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are thinking pajamas;&lt;br /&gt;aren't you!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you are partially correct, ha;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have 2 brand-new pairs of flannels&lt;br /&gt;awaiting my donning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the collection to which i am referring&lt;br /&gt;is my Christmas movie collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TPkpuxYYxDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/vu4HEwD_b48/s1600/movies.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546510299589821490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TPkpuxYYxDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/vu4HEwD_b48/s320/movies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past several years in mid-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;november&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; gone online and have ordered various&lt;br /&gt;Christmas movies to add to my ever-growing&lt;br /&gt;collection of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vhs's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dvd's&lt;/span&gt; to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;throughout the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the years, i have seen many of them&lt;br /&gt;(and many of the classics, &lt;em&gt;repeatedly&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;though, thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; i have found&lt;br /&gt;a multitude that i have never seen at all..&lt;br /&gt;never have i even heard of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year i ordered such popular ones as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;connecticut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday inn&lt;br /&gt;a Christmas carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few with popular Christmas scenes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;meet me in st. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;louis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an affair to remember&lt;br /&gt;love affair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;several oldies but completely new to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the shop around the corner&lt;br /&gt;it happened on 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; avenue&lt;br /&gt;beyond tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;holiday affair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a newer one i somehow missed along the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;noel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;the one, which i was thrilled to find:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;capote's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;a Christmas memory&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there a Christmas movie on this year's list&lt;br /&gt;of which you are particularly fond&lt;br /&gt;(or a rare gem i am missing)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt; xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1247826488076922661?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1247826488076922661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1247826488076922661&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1247826488076922661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1247826488076922661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/12/adding-to-my-collection.html' title='&lt;center&gt;adding to my collection...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TPkpuxYYxDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/vu4HEwD_b48/s72-c/movies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7638291739631163663</id><published>2010-11-04T11:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:50:23.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>waste not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;want not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TNLi4bxSyAI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/4h2cl4ybFzs/s1600/cuisinart_food_processor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535736351146821634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TNLi4bxSyAI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/4h2cl4ybFzs/s320/cuisinart_food_processor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday is supposed to be "d" day&lt;br /&gt;on the lane...&lt;br /&gt;the "d" cluttering of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i always face a major "d" lemma&lt;br /&gt;at times such as these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i keep,&lt;br /&gt;and what do i "d" lete???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard it said that,&lt;br /&gt;"if you haven't used it in 6 months,&lt;br /&gt;get rid of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i haven't used my food processor&lt;br /&gt;in over 2 years. but, i will need it&lt;br /&gt;the next time i want to make&lt;br /&gt;raspberry linzer cookies.&lt;br /&gt;i will want it then&lt;br /&gt;but will have made waste of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, my favorite ralph lauren weekender-jeans...&lt;br /&gt;they haven't fit for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;but, if i ever take off the extra 40lbs&lt;br /&gt;i've gained, i will want them;&lt;br /&gt;I.KNOW.I.WILL!!!&lt;br /&gt;moreover, i will have to pay&lt;br /&gt;3 times what i paid for them in 1999&lt;br /&gt;to replace them, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there are the Christmas decorations&lt;br /&gt;from our first years on the lane.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't used them&lt;br /&gt;since gold became "so last century".&lt;br /&gt;however, when silver goes out of style,&lt;br /&gt;i may just want to decorate my tree&lt;br /&gt;in gold again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, &lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt; (both seen and stored)&lt;br /&gt;take up a lot of room in my house.&lt;br /&gt;the problem is most of the &lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt; in my house&lt;br /&gt;were gifted to me... i know i will feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;about ridding myself of them.&lt;br /&gt;further, will i be sorry one day that i have wasted&lt;br /&gt;something away to the good-will which i will&lt;br /&gt;want to have kept to remember the gifter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"d" cisions, "d" cisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7638291739631163663?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7638291739631163663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7638291739631163663&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7638291739631163663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7638291739631163663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/11/waste-not.html' title='&lt;center&gt;waste not...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TNLi4bxSyAI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/4h2cl4ybFzs/s72-c/cuisinart_food_processor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3059518925488619141</id><published>2010-10-13T17:04:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T09:49:11.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the last time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday marked an end of an era...&lt;br /&gt;it was the last time i will ever take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to martin studio for "mr. steve" to take her picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine turns 18 in december...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLYteGrFGuI/AAAAAAAAB7o/LLAavvtG5fE/s1600/PIC-1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527655587854490338" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLYteGrFGuI/AAAAAAAAB7o/LLAavvtG5fE/s320/PIC-1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLYteGrFGuI/AAAAAAAAB7o/LLAavvtG5fE/s1600/PIC-1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2011 senior class officers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"now, i better not see this picture up tomorrow on facebook!" mr. steve said as he turned around and caught me photographing him photographing them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only giggled (noncommittal(ly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first portrait session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLcIG2Lr00I/AAAAAAAAB7w/3nfIjg66Hb8/s1600/6wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 258px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527895981337334594" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLcIG2Lr00I/AAAAAAAAB7w/3nfIjg66Hb8/s320/6wks.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine was only 6 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we returned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLnraiohzQI/AAAAAAAAB8I/8dPUNFGHj9A/s1600/6wks10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLnraiohzQI/AAAAAAAAB8I/8dPUNFGHj9A/s320/6wks10.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528708858779913474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2Fae1493be.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ae1493be.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i took katherine only weeks before her 10th birthday, i decided that would be the last session until she turned seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted her senior pictures to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2Ffff91e6c.pbw" height="100" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fff91e6c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float: left; border-width: 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, martin family,&lt;br /&gt;you have blessed our little corner of the world for over 60 years with utmost integrity, love for community, and high-quality photography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://martinstudio.com/"&gt;go, martin studio.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3059518925488619141?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3059518925488619141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3059518925488619141&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3059518925488619141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3059518925488619141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-time.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the last time...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TLYteGrFGuI/AAAAAAAAB7o/LLAavvtG5fE/s72-c/PIC-1361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6011657492713646645</id><published>2010-09-23T10:17:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:06:05.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the checkered flag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TJ0Ej9VZEZI/AAAAAAAAB7g/TpTFsB9i4nU/s1600/dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TJ0Ej9VZEZI/AAAAAAAAB7g/TpTFsB9i4nU/s320/dark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520573734032314770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the checkered flag waved for my friend, mark, last friday night at 10:45pm when a lady did not see the glow from the headlight on his motorcycle and proceeded to pull her car out in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mark's &lt;em&gt;race&lt;/em&gt; was finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i drove to the neighboring town of owensboro to attend mark's funeral. i was late to the church but slid into the back pew unnoticed. i missed the beginning of mark's eulogy. however, rev. wood, mark's long time friend and mentor, was coincidentally right at the point in the telling of mark's life-story where mark and i lost touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"when he returned home from lexington, mark often came by the house to see lori and me," wood said then continued, "i'm pretty sure if there were lights on in the house, mark thought they were on for him." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wood smiled;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the congregation chuckled.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a reason, a season, or a lifetime?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had i ever needed anything, i know mark would have done whatever he could have to help, and, though i had known mark most of my life, we were only really great friends for a few years. so, if i had to classify the type of friend mark was, i would have to say he was a friend for a &lt;em&gt;season&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who are said to have come into your life for a &lt;em&gt;season&lt;/em&gt;, have done so to perhaps share, grow, or learn with you. maybe, they have brought you an experience of peace, made you laugh, or given you an unbelievable amount of joy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but, only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark's and my "season" of friendship began when i was in college and dear friends with his girlfriend, jeanne. our friendship lasted through jeanne's and my graduation, my marriage to john, his marriage to jeanne, the birth of my katherine, and several years thereafter while he and jeanne were living in lexington and she was in medical school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;during that time, mark made me laugh... A LOT. mark was a very funny guy! and he adored katherine. he always kept a photo of her in his wallet so that when others would pull out their pictures to share he would have one, too. that brought me great joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he and jeanne divorced, he moved back home, and we lost contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i knew mark had moved to owensboro, gotten married, welcomed into the world a little girl, and that mark and his brother had recently been taking care of their ailing parents. however, there were a couple of things &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;upon which rev. wood elaborated&lt;/span&gt; i didn't know . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, wood told us that mark battled cancer a couple of years ago. according to the reverend, it was at this time that mark renewed his faith in and relationship with God.  then wood told us that just this past week mark took his mother, who is currently battling cancer, to texas  for treatment and further testing. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mark and his mother actually returned home from texas on friday only hours before his death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"cancer is sometimes a gift," said woods. "it gives you time."&lt;br /&gt;"it gave mark the time to get things right with God, and it gave his mother a full week with him she may not have had had she not been diagnosed with cancer. mark was honestly blessed to have had it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for, cancer gives you time; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;motorcycle crashes don't!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an invitation to pray for salvation, music, and a benediction, the funeral ended. the family receded out of the sanctuary. mark's wife, lana, looked at me and smiled through her tears as she walked past me holding the hand of their beautiful little, natalie. next mark's parents and brother walked past his mother stopped and squeezed my hand. it was heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were several from the henderson county high school class of '87 in attendance jill, whom i had known since pre-school, donnie, who was my math bowl partner, michelle, with whom i had played little league baseball, shelly, who was in my junior honors us history class, lori, who sang in choir with me, and dann-Y, who was a buddy of mine all through junior high and high school...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;many, many more,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;who were unable to attend,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;were there in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very nostalgic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at the back of the funeral procession, which brought mark from owensboro to henderson and home to his final resting place. at one point i looked down at my speedometer and realized the long line of cars ahead of me and i were only going 45mph on the 70mph audubon parkway. i giggled to myself. mark, who liked pretty women and fast cars, wouldn't be diggin' this trip one bit! too bad, mark... we continued to slowly but surely make our way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;as we neared henderson, cars, vans, trucks, and semis pulled to the shoulder of the road and stopped out of respect for the procession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 3 o'clock, we bid mark a final farewell at roselawn cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TJuSMJSs1AI/AAAAAAAAB7I/utgA814vgnE/s1600/22278_1228835156015_1083172247_30585854_6059970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520166505623114754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TJuSMJSs1AI/AAAAAAAAB7I/utgA814vgnE/s320/22278_1228835156015_1083172247_30585854_6059970_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(mark with richard petty, king of nascar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... i have finished the race,&lt;br /&gt;i have kept the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(2 timothy 4:7 niv)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark is with the KING of kings!&lt;br /&gt;until we meet again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6011657492713646645?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6011657492713646645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6011657492713646645&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6011657492713646645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6011657492713646645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/09/checkered-flag.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the checkered flag...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TJ0Ej9VZEZI/AAAAAAAAB7g/TpTFsB9i4nU/s72-c/dark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2175766549326226196</id><published>2010-09-19T12:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T13:56:55.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>turn, turn, turn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TJZcnQXpNoI/AAAAAAAAB64/wXBntOFCdno/s1600/sandy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518700222867912322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TJZcnQXpNoI/AAAAAAAAB64/wXBntOFCdno/s320/sandy3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ecclesiastes&lt;br /&gt;Music-Pete Seeger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;And a time to every purpose, under Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born, a time to die&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant, a time to reap&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, a time to heal&lt;br /&gt;A time to laugh, a time to weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;And a time to every purpose, under Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to build up,a time to break down&lt;br /&gt;A time to dance, a time to mourn&lt;br /&gt;A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;And a time to every purpose, under Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of love, a time of hate&lt;br /&gt;A time of war, a time of peace&lt;br /&gt;A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)&lt;br /&gt;And a time to every purpose, under Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to gain, a time to lose&lt;br /&gt;A time to rend, a time to sew&lt;br /&gt;A time for love, a time for hate&lt;br /&gt;A time for peace, I swear it's not too late.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my kids' hope friend, andrew, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;welcomed his son into the world this week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paxton only weighs 2 lbs; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but, i hear he is a fighter like his dad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an old friend was killed in a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;motorcycle crash on his way to work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he was a dad...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need to plant a tree; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while i am still young.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God willing, i will see it grow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and bear fruit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"laughter through tears"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is NOT my favorite emotion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i am crying, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let me cry, dammit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now, laughter &lt;em&gt;causing&lt;/em&gt; tears,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is a totally different story:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with God i can build myself up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;though i find myself closer to Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i am all torn down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the rub)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i am happy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like most to dance with myself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when no one is looking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have lost two friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the past 3 weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am mourning what once was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have allowed obstacles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to come between God and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is time to move them out of our way!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i keep "my garden" small.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love and protect all that is in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have allowed a few weeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over the years thinking,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they need a place too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that was foolishness!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weeds are weeds;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they are destructive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they will destroy a garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(no matter how big or small it is).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate weeds!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have prayed about and fought battles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at times i waged war with windmills;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at times i waged war with giants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;war is tiring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right now, i am resting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have learned to embrace only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that which is good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have learned not to embrace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only for the act of &lt;em&gt;looking&lt;/em&gt; good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looks can be deceiving!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i am bored...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depressed...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i eat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is time to busy myself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;count my blessings...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(one-by-one)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my favorite pair of pajamas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are a pair my friend, dana, gave me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they have developed holes:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i shall use the fabric &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to make something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i keep "my garden" small.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love and protect all that is in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have allowed a few weeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over the years thinking,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they need a place too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that was foolishness!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weeds are weeds;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they are destructive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they will destroy a garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(no matter how big or small it is).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate weeds!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-4641699966650572851</id><published>2010-09-11T14:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:35:30.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>smoke rises</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot let this day pass&lt;br /&gt;without remembering its significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SMkr9wHeyZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5Bg1fqPyBI4/s1600-h/515wtc2smokebottomvk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244771580937947538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SMkr9wHeyZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5Bg1fqPyBI4/s320/515wtc2smokebottomvk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just before the collapse)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt; 11, 2001&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dressed in a gray 3/4 length sleeved tee, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ralph&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lauren&lt;/span&gt; weekenders, and steel-toed metatarsals, i walked into the administrative building where our office was located. not unlike any other day, my boss, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tl&lt;/span&gt;, asked if i wanted to go have a "smoke"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(NO, &lt;em&gt;I'VE&lt;/em&gt; NEVER SMOKED!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said, "sure, let's go, but let me get me a grab a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cupppa&lt;/span&gt; coffee first..." ("having a smoke" at the company where we were working was more like "hanging out around the water cooler";)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed a cuppa, and we headed out of the building. as we did so, t.l. held the door for one of the accountants, who was arriving for work. "have you all heard that an airplane just hit one of the towers?" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pam&lt;/span&gt; asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack, who was joining us for "a smoke" said that he had heard about it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked out onto the patio. preoccupied, i drank my coffee. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tl&lt;/span&gt;, jack, and pat smoked and talked. i heard them talking but really wondered what &lt;em&gt;tower&lt;/em&gt; the airplane had hit. i didn't realize &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pam&lt;/span&gt; and jack were referring to one of the towers at the world trade center and that the &lt;em&gt;airplane&lt;/em&gt; was in fact a large jet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shortly thereafter, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pam&lt;/span&gt; stuck her head out the office door and informed us that a second plane had crashed into a second tower. my co-workers quickly extinguished three cigarette butts in a sand-filled ashtray located outside the office door. we hurried back into the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it dawned on me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the towers at the &lt;em&gt;world trade center&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i followed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tl&lt;/span&gt; into our office, which was also the information center (where &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cnn&lt;/span&gt; headline news constantly looped) for the company's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tele-monitors&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tl&lt;/span&gt; and i just stood there in stunned silence, horrified. our co-workers, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rhonda&lt;/span&gt; and sue, arrived. none of us could believe what was happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we heard our fellow employees start to gather in the lobby to watch the news. we walked out to join them... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;more breaking news: "the pentagon has been hit!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concurrently, a maintenance man walked into the lobby from the factory. he looked over his shoulder and exclaimed, "guys, this is not a terrorist attack...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;these are acts of war!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;false reports ensued: "we are getting unofficial reports that the white house and the capitol building have also been hit!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around me, the look of shock and disbelief encompassed the faces of everyone, respectively. i walked around the corner into the hall to catch my breath. a facilitator was teaching a class across the hall from where i stood. the instructor looked at my face obviously wondering what was happening. i walked toward the door as he opened it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"we are under attack..." i heard the words come from my mouth. "they have hit the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wtc&lt;/span&gt;, the pentagon, the white house, and the capitol building..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the gentleman turned away from me, uttered something, and dismissed his class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i rejoined &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rhonda&lt;/span&gt;, sue, and we made our way back into our office. in complete silence, we stared at the monitor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tl&lt;/span&gt;, what is going on; there's smoke coming from the bottom of that building???" i said. "smoke rises; something is not right!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tl&lt;/span&gt; shrugged his shoulders, "i don't know; but, you're right..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within seconds the building began to collapse. it was dust from the collapse i had witnessed pouring from the lobby floor of the south tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed my phone and keys and left work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i drove straight to my church... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed and prayed and prayed... our church hosted an impromptu prayer vigil that day for our community...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day will forever be etched in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the prayer will forever be in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is there today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and GOD'S blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt; xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-4641699966650572851?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/4641699966650572851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=4641699966650572851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4641699966650572851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4641699966650572851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/09/smoke-rises.html' title='&lt;center&gt;smoke rises&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SMkr9wHeyZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5Bg1fqPyBI4/s72-c/515wtc2smokebottomvk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5322317862708923553</id><published>2010-09-04T11:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T11:53:17.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ksp</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;henderson county high school's&lt;br /&gt;senior class president...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TIJ328h00TI/AAAAAAAAB6g/puxFhXRs6AM/s1600/47322_1584698665645_1481119173_31494646_3674568_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513100679699550514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TIJ328h00TI/AAAAAAAAB6g/puxFhXRs6AM/s320/47322_1584698665645_1481119173_31494646_3674568_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(kitty katherine!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to the 2011 class officers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TIJ4qGzayII/AAAAAAAAB6o/V0QfjLgx1vU/s1600/d.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TIJ4qGzayII/AAAAAAAAB6o/V0QfjLgx1vU/s320/d.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513101558631024770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5322317862708923553?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5322317862708923553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5322317862708923553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5322317862708923553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5322317862708923553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/09/ksp.html' title='&lt;center&gt;ksp&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TIJ328h00TI/AAAAAAAAB6g/puxFhXRs6AM/s72-c/47322_1584698665645_1481119173_31494646_3674568_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1620225988572841661</id><published>2010-08-31T10:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:06:32.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>K4P</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TH0ncJqN53I/AAAAAAAAB50/lWiDacONoJM/s1600/k4pm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511604883554166642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TH0ncJqN53I/AAAAAAAAB50/lWiDacONoJM/s320/k4pm.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class officer election time again,&lt;br /&gt;and katherine is running for&lt;br /&gt;senior class president!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;good luck, love:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. maggie approved this message!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1620225988572841661?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1620225988572841661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1620225988572841661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1620225988572841661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1620225988572841661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/08/k4p.html' title='&lt;center&gt;K4P&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TH0ncJqN53I/AAAAAAAAB50/lWiDacONoJM/s72-c/k4pm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3591995639944813372</id><published>2010-08-22T14:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:02:33.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGAX_iXFFI/AAAAAAAAB4k/GWB-BTbO4GU/s1600/41236_10150255493420195_533585194_14734561_6393725_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508324968931726418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGAX_iXFFI/AAAAAAAAB4k/GWB-BTbO4GU/s320/41236_10150255493420195_533585194_14734561_6393725_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGALvkSHtI/AAAAAAAAB4c/o70ncuabcvw/s1600/39325_10150241498770151_660870150_14447347_6731893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508324758486392530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGALvkSHtI/AAAAAAAAB4c/o70ncuabcvw/s320/39325_10150241498770151_660870150_14447347_6731893_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my babies are back&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/cener&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3591995639944813372?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3591995639944813372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3591995639944813372&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3591995639944813372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3591995639944813372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-summer.html' title='&lt;center&gt;i love summer...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGAX_iXFFI/AAAAAAAAB4k/GWB-BTbO4GU/s72-c/41236_10150255493420195_533585194_14734561_6393725_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7158366234944556825</id><published>2010-08-16T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T12:52:03.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kentucky rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TGlzYbhJ9gI/AAAAAAAAB4U/4UitT0ziCGc/s1600/Kentucky%2520Rain%2520Single.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506058882978018818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TGlzYbhJ9gI/AAAAAAAAB4U/4UitT0ziCGc/s320/Kentucky%2520Rain%2520Single.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 years ago today on a rainy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kentucky&lt;/span&gt; afternoon, i sat in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandmommie's&lt;/span&gt; living room watching television when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abc&lt;/span&gt; anchorman, harry reasoner, broke into regular programming to report that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;elvis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;presley&lt;/span&gt; had died of an apparent heart attack at his home in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;memphis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tennessee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the smell that lingered from the recent down-pour as i ran across the street to see if the neighbors had heard the news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where were you when the news&lt;br /&gt;of the passing of&lt;br /&gt;"the king of rock 'n' roll"&lt;br /&gt;broke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt; xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7158366234944556825?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7158366234944556825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7158366234944556825&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7158366234944556825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7158366234944556825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/08/kentucky-rain.html' title='&lt;center&gt;kentucky rain...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TGlzYbhJ9gI/AAAAAAAAB4U/4UitT0ziCGc/s72-c/Kentucky%2520Rain%2520Single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3783581511524598917</id><published>2010-08-05T13:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:27:43.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;gone by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGICl3ueQI/AAAAAAAAB40/e_wCW6cwjPs/s1600/318265251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGICl3ueQI/AAAAAAAAB40/e_wCW6cwjPs/s320/318265251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508333397357787394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(katherine's first day of kindergarten 1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TFsCOVUDUfI/AAAAAAAAB4E/X2Ao5SaHpLo/s1600/PIC-1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TFsCOVUDUfI/AAAAAAAAB4E/X2Ao5SaHpLo/s320/PIC-1207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501993815025865202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(katherine's and jacob's first day of their senior year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3783581511524598917?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3783581511524598917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3783581511524598917&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3783581511524598917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3783581511524598917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/08/12-years.html' title='&lt;center&gt;12 years...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGICl3ueQI/AAAAAAAAB40/e_wCW6cwjPs/s72-c/318265251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6472783160730310162</id><published>2010-07-17T11:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:15:24.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures, pictures, pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TEHUDdXwqRI/AAAAAAAAB30/dOLakU-P_0o/s1600/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TEHUDdXwqRI/AAAAAAAAB30/dOLakU-P_0o/s320/013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494906176257698066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my sweet girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2Fb06d9afc.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/?action=view&amp;current=b06d9afc.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; (photos by martin studio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steve martin has always had the ability&lt;br /&gt;to capture the true essence of my katherine.&lt;br /&gt;(go martinstudio.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2F9084dd75.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/?action=view&amp;current=9084dd75.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(lexington photos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom surprised katherine with another photo session.  &lt;br /&gt;this is the only other photographer that has ever worked with katherine.&lt;br /&gt;also very nice work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6472783160730310162?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6472783160730310162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6472783160730310162&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6472783160730310162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6472783160730310162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/07/pictures-pictures-pictures_17.html' title='&lt;center&gt;pictures, pictures, pictures...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TEHUDdXwqRI/AAAAAAAAB30/dOLakU-P_0o/s72-c/013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-4349064642686789341</id><published>2010-07-08T11:48:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:18:44.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>june...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;in photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGF9MQHmmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/qc37gniAkI0/s1600/PIC-1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGF9MQHmmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/qc37gniAkI0/s320/PIC-1218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508331105558174306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned 41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TDYCVkD8mWI/AAAAAAAAB3U/r15L4VO0PYI/s1600/037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491579365105637730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TDYCVkD8mWI/AAAAAAAAB3U/r15L4VO0PYI/s320/037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine had her senior pictures taken by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/10/thread-in-time-thursday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"mr. steve"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (click)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TDYClo3JAfI/AAAAAAAAB3c/xAuQ8eaS7Yw/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491579641272009202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TDYClo3JAfI/AAAAAAAAB3c/xAuQ8eaS7Yw/s320/baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggie sported her first hair-bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you are enjoying your summer,&lt;br /&gt;dear friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-4349064642686789341?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/4349064642686789341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=4349064642686789341&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4349064642686789341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4349064642686789341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/07/catchup-with-my-fries.html' title='&lt;center&gt;june...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/THGF9MQHmmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/qc37gniAkI0/s72-c/PIC-1218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6131225440670784887</id><published>2010-05-29T13:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T13:42:21.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>now and then, part deux...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2F87cd0925.pbw" height="360" width="360"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(marshalls, ushers, and usherettes 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TAFev-a0U7I/AAAAAAAAB3E/K0TYpDexpX4/s1600/n1481119173_30180594_6353.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476762800161575858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TAFev-a0U7I/AAAAAAAAB3E/K0TYpDexpX4/s320/n1481119173_30180594_6353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(marshalls and usherettes 1986)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations class of 2010!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6131225440670784887?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6131225440670784887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6131225440670784887&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6131225440670784887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6131225440670784887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-and-then-part-deux.html' title='&lt;center&gt;now and then, part deux...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/TAFev-a0U7I/AAAAAAAAB3E/K0TYpDexpX4/s72-c/n1481119173_30180594_6353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-4556137928002733348</id><published>2010-05-27T11:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:53:08.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>now and then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_6jAUqNfLI/AAAAAAAAB28/KjCfGg2VW3I/s1600/31176_1382016963759_1632018039_853729_431133_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475993422870183090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_6jAUqNfLI/AAAAAAAAB28/KjCfGg2VW3I/s400/31176_1382016963759_1632018039_853729_431133_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(honors night 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_6i3U1cTRI/AAAAAAAAB20/jivVhecDfC4/s1600/86.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475993268298468626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_6i3U1cTRI/AAAAAAAAB20/jivVhecDfC4/s400/86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(honors night 1986)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-4556137928002733348?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/4556137928002733348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=4556137928002733348&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4556137928002733348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4556137928002733348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-and-then.html' title='&lt;center&gt;now and then...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_6jAUqNfLI/AAAAAAAAB28/KjCfGg2VW3I/s72-c/31176_1382016963759_1632018039_853729_431133_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3135162831195775445</id><published>2010-05-20T10:00:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T11:49:31.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>simply chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_VjnQnwP6I/AAAAAAAAB2s/dHlVq2ICG4E/s1600/PIC-1056%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473390448266461090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_VjnQnwP6I/AAAAAAAAB2s/dHlVq2ICG4E/s400/PIC-1056%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i picked up katherine on tuesday night:&lt;br /&gt;it was her first full day of work at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine: did you dvr idol?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes.&lt;br /&gt;katherine: what did lee sing?&lt;br /&gt;me: i cannot remember, but it was a lynyrd skynyrd song.&lt;br /&gt;katherine: "sweet home alabama"?&lt;br /&gt;me: no.??...&lt;br /&gt;katherine: "simple man"?&lt;br /&gt;me: maybe... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i'm not good with song titles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after showers and jammies, i turned on idol,&lt;br /&gt;and we watched.&lt;br /&gt;casey james did his thing;&lt;br /&gt;crystal did hers.&lt;br /&gt;then ryan seacrest announced,&lt;br /&gt;"here's lee dewyze with&lt;br /&gt;lynyrd skynyrd's, 'simple man'..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine: i love this song...&lt;br /&gt;but it makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;me: why does it make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;katherine: it reminds me of chase...&lt;br /&gt;it was one of his favorite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday the john deere was low on fuel, and i knew that i needed to get the grass mowed given the forecast was rain for the next several days. so, i went to the gas station and filled up my can. i decided to drive the back way home because there was so much construction going on on the main roadway in town &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the back way takes me past the cemetery where chase is buried). &lt;/span&gt;as i drove by, i couldn't help but glance his way...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought to myself, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;young parents shouldn't have to think about buying plots and a monument for themselves...&lt;br /&gt;much less their children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_VjZIjHxcI/AAAAAAAAB2k/fkIP-824TDU/s1600/ch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473390205581379010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_VjZIjHxcI/AAAAAAAAB2k/fkIP-824TDU/s400/ch2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i opened the tea-towel drawer to pull out a clean towel and dishrag. when i did i noticed a box in the bottom of the drawer. the box was labeled, &lt;em&gt;mosquito coil&lt;/em&gt;. that box has been in the bottom of that drawer for years, and it's been years since i've paid any attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought it the night i took katherine, hannah, carlie, elise, and chase to the drive-in... yes, chase was the only boy in the bunch &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(totally his choice)!&lt;/span&gt; that was the night we started calling him&lt;em&gt; hugh&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hugh hefner)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he thought the nickname was &lt;em&gt;epic&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a fun night for the kids &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not so much for our neighbors trying to watch &lt;em&gt;batman begins&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. the kids were a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; rambunctious...  let's just say, &lt;em&gt;i would be willing to bet that the current owners of my old windstar could to this day still find skittles in its creases and crevices...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they can thank chase and carlie for those little &lt;em&gt;finds&lt;/em&gt; of fruity sweetness, which went flying as &lt;em&gt;hugh and carl&lt;/em&gt; were jumping up and down in the back of the van when the bag busted...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYWHERE;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_VjIgnAlqI/AAAAAAAAB2c/tSFmTS9Tn6A/s1600/ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473389919982360226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_VjIgnAlqI/AAAAAAAAB2c/tSFmTS9Tn6A/s400/ch.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chase may be gone, and the decal on katherine's back windshield may no longer exactly say, &lt;em&gt;in loving memory of chase trent&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as several letters have gone missing)&lt;/span&gt;, but chase will remain in our hearts and our minds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3135162831195775445?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3135162831195775445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3135162831195775445&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3135162831195775445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3135162831195775445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/05/chase-on-mind.html' title='&lt;center&gt;simply chase&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S_VjnQnwP6I/AAAAAAAAB2s/dHlVq2ICG4E/s72-c/PIC-1056%5B1%5D+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-8424498867467015376</id><published>2010-05-11T10:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T04:44:55.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>may eleventh,</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;nineteen hundred and ninety...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw100.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm34%2Fpurlple%2Fc41c41a2.pbw" height="370" width="360"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;at seven thirty in the evening.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-8424498867467015376?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/8424498867467015376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=8424498867467015376&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8424498867467015376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8424498867467015376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-eleventh.html' title='&lt;center&gt;may eleventh,&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6088859307516726999</id><published>2010-05-07T14:37:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:11:34.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>second verse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; same as the first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twenty-four years ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;found my mother and me shopping for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a pastel dress...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoes to match...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and short, white gloves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(requirements for junior girl, honor students to usher the seniors at graduation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;voila!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S-RuBFO0NpI/AAAAAAAAB10/FcSJLM6sNT4/s1600/ushers.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468616812397868690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S-RuBFO0NpI/AAAAAAAAB10/FcSJLM6sNT4/s400/ushers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(can you find me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night&lt;br /&gt;found katherine, jacob and me shopping for &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a pastel dress&lt;br /&gt;shoes to match&lt;br /&gt;and short, white gloves...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a black tuxedo...&lt;br /&gt;shoes to match...&lt;br /&gt;and white shirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(requirements for junior girl/boy, honor students to usher the seniors at graduation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voila!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S-RvOc5K_CI/AAAAAAAAB18/3_w0gVzojpQ/s1600/usher+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468618141599464482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S-RvOc5K_CI/AAAAAAAAB18/3_w0gVzojpQ/s400/usher+dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(photos of katherine in the dress to follow;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the girl after shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S-RwDiGb2fI/AAAAAAAAB2E/fa7k2bBp-Mo/s1600/27806_1445217698708_1481119173_31139577_5139919_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468619053530339826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S-RwDiGb2fI/AAAAAAAAB2E/fa7k2bBp-Mo/s400/27806_1445217698708_1481119173_31139577_5139919_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(sipping on a cotton candy shirley temple)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they didn't make those 24 years ago!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6088859307516726999?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6088859307516726999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6088859307516726999&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6088859307516726999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6088859307516726999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/05/second-verse.html' title='&lt;center&gt;second verse...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S-RuBFO0NpI/AAAAAAAAB10/FcSJLM6sNT4/s72-c/ushers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3904267011940504525</id><published>2010-05-02T10:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T10:35:53.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S92ZBa7v1cI/AAAAAAAAB1s/L0JRCWT0J5I/s1600/librarian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466693772386489794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S92ZBa7v1cI/AAAAAAAAB1s/L0JRCWT0J5I/s400/librarian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(katherine after receiving her good news: 4/28/10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nervously, katherine got out of the commander on wednesday and made her way into the henderson county public library for her very first interview... for her very first job. she was in her interview for about 30 minutes before reappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i think it went well; but i don't know if i will get the job because there may be only one position... i told them that if it were between hannah and me to give it to hannah since she was the one who told me about the opening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we'll just have to wait and see," i responded with a reassuring smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided on chinese take-out for dinner. while i was in the restaurant picking up our empress and mu-shu, the director of the library called katherine to let her know that she'd been hired...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt; as well as hannah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3904267011940504525?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3904267011940504525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3904267011940504525&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3904267011940504525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3904267011940504525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-job.html' title='&lt;center&gt;first job&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S92ZBa7v1cI/AAAAAAAAB1s/L0JRCWT0J5I/s72-c/librarian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6769761307659605961</id><published>2010-04-30T11:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T12:15:10.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9sPDbkVteI/AAAAAAAAB1k/dUEwCaG5Hk0/s1600/hmmm....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465979124358428130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9sPDbkVteI/AAAAAAAAB1k/dUEwCaG5Hk0/s400/hmmm....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it better to make a bad choice for the right reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good choice for the wrong reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6769761307659605961?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6769761307659605961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6769761307659605961&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6769761307659605961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6769761307659605961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmm.html' title='&lt;center&gt;hmm...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9sPDbkVteI/AAAAAAAAB1k/dUEwCaG5Hk0/s72-c/hmmm....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2856488923133215480</id><published>2010-04-28T12:56:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:32:29.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just things</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;that make me smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h7Y8VnpyI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ZvXuN6YQoOk/s1600/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465253816257980194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h7Y8VnpyI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ZvXuN6YQoOk/s400/us.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just 2 short weeks we will be celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h5CQfJ38I/AAAAAAAAB1E/G_zhp9trfk0/s1600/mp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465251227506433986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h5CQfJ38I/AAAAAAAAB1E/G_zhp9trfk0/s400/mp3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snoring under my covers:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i buy katherine something like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h53tHToII/AAAAAAAAB1M/ein4rMY5VDs/s1600/100_3386+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465252145724104834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h53tHToII/AAAAAAAAB1M/ein4rMY5VDs/s400/100_3386+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i know she adores even though she rolls her eyes at me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the eunuch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h91tep4-I/AAAAAAAAB1c/3f39DW7JCp8/s1600/eunuch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465256509508805602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h91tep4-I/AAAAAAAAB1c/3f39DW7JCp8/s400/eunuch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has finally decided that the lane,&lt;br /&gt;not the animal shelter,&lt;br /&gt;is his home:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is wishing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;d xx &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-2856488923133215480?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/2856488923133215480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=2856488923133215480&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2856488923133215480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2856488923133215480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-things.html' title='&lt;center&gt;just things&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9h7Y8VnpyI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ZvXuN6YQoOk/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7303474536559787860</id><published>2010-04-27T11:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:52:41.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the WINNER is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dawn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9cSIuPbhKI/AAAAAAAAB00/_QbxhsLnkmY/s1600/PIC-0826%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464856613898388642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9cSIuPbhKI/AAAAAAAAB00/_QbxhsLnkmY/s400/PIC-0826%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indeed, it was mrs. moss' wedding gown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inside the box...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9cSf1zI1mI/AAAAAAAAB08/_R7qZ2USZto/s1600/PIC-0828%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464857011064198754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9cSf1zI1mI/AAAAAAAAB08/_R7qZ2USZto/s400/PIC-0828%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a gown hand-made in 1937&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by her mother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7303474536559787860?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7303474536559787860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7303474536559787860&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7303474536559787860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7303474536559787860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/winner-is.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the WINNER is...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9cSIuPbhKI/AAAAAAAAB00/_QbxhsLnkmY/s72-c/PIC-0826%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6425112245940561300</id><published>2010-04-22T11:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:54:26.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVEAWAY hint...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9B8EvFYsOI/AAAAAAAAB0U/W4pvJDQPSak/s1600/mosses.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463002768800788706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9B8EvFYsOI/AAAAAAAAB0U/W4pvJDQPSak/s400/mosses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who haven't guessed yet,&lt;br /&gt;as well as...&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who have and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think your answer may be incorrect,&lt;br /&gt;you can find the answer to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"what is in the bag?"&lt;br /&gt;in the first 1/3 of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mosses monday&lt;/em&gt; posts!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, if you think you've already&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;answered &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the question correctly,&lt;br /&gt;look no further:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps you will find all &lt;em&gt;mosses monday &lt;/em&gt;posts &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in ascending order on my side bar entitled,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"our love story". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;click &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/mosses-monday-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to enter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you have until 8am monday, april 26, 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6425112245940561300?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6425112245940561300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6425112245940561300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/giveaway-hint.html' title='&lt;center&gt;GIVEAWAY hint...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S9B8EvFYsOI/AAAAAAAAB0U/W4pvJDQPSak/s72-c/mosses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3058325336874391668</id><published>2010-04-19T10:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:17:20.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a mosses monday GIVEAWAY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;this morning when i went to take maggie out for a walk,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i opened the front door to find this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8x9X5HQkMI/AAAAAAAABz0/-a8rDht0HzM/s1600/surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461878297515299010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8x9X5HQkMI/AAAAAAAABz0/-a8rDht0HzM/s400/surprise.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gift bag full of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PRICELESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on my front porch!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(it came from mosses nieces,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;marlene and susie.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thankyousomuch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew that part of it was coming;&lt;br /&gt;there are photos of the mosses inside the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, along with the photos,&lt;br /&gt;you may notice that there is also&lt;br /&gt;a gift box in the bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be the first to guess what is in the box;&lt;br /&gt;and you will receive a mossy kind of gift&lt;br /&gt;sent with love all the way from the lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may submit your guesses up and until&lt;br /&gt;april 26, 2010, @ 8am (next monday morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3058325336874391668?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3058325336874391668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3058325336874391668&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3058325336874391668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3058325336874391668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/mosses-monday-giveaway.html' title='&lt;center&gt;a mosses monday GIVEAWAY...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8x9X5HQkMI/AAAAAAAABz0/-a8rDht0HzM/s72-c/surprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-139490383545077681</id><published>2010-04-11T11:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:00:08.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gold...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;nature's first green is gold,&lt;br /&gt;her hardest hue to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8H3I2rl2NI/AAAAAAAABzc/hOeYNHlFJqY/s1600/garyflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458915954839115986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8H3I2rl2NI/AAAAAAAABzc/hOeYNHlFJqY/s400/garyflowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her early leaf's a flower;&lt;br /&gt;but only so an hour. (robert frost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8H5Sl0rRHI/AAAAAAAABzk/LABLEhPVJqM/s1600/crabapple-tree-branch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458918321135764594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8H5Sl0rRHI/AAAAAAAABzk/LABLEhPVJqM/s400/crabapple-tree-branch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such...&lt;br /&gt;is spring on the lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8H_uXloF0I/AAAAAAAABzs/pz-95CZtBFA/s1600/lane+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458925395420649282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8H_uXloF0I/AAAAAAAABzs/pz-95CZtBFA/s400/lane+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-139490383545077681?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/139490383545077681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=139490383545077681&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/139490383545077681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/139490383545077681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/gold.html' title='&lt;center&gt;gold...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S8H3I2rl2NI/AAAAAAAABzc/hOeYNHlFJqY/s72-c/garyflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7233581297358235295</id><published>2010-04-05T11:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:56:29.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XLIV...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was back nearly to his same old self&lt;br /&gt;but with a new sense of purpose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which God had bestowed upon him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7ohD8AkYSI/AAAAAAAABzE/zGuxZ9NQ21o/s1600/dove_spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456710250044612898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7ohD8AkYSI/AAAAAAAABzE/zGuxZ9NQ21o/s400/dove_spirit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3 (niv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Teaches Nicodemus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Now there was a man of the Pharisees named Nicodemus, a member of the Jewish ruling council. 2He came to Jesus at night and said, "Rabbi, we know you are a teacher who has come from God. For no one could perform the miraculous signs you are doing if God were not with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3In reply Jesus declared,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4"How can a man be born when he is old?" Nicodemus asked. "Surely he cannot enter a second time into his mother's womb to be born!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5Jesus answered, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I tell you the truth, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless he is born of water and the Spirit. 6Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. 7You should not be surprised at my saying, 'You must be born again.' 8The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9"How can this be?" Nicodemus asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You are Israel's teacher," said Jesus, "and do you not understand these things? 11I tell you the truth, we speak of what we know, and we testify to what we have seen, but still you people do not accept our testimony. 12I have spoken to you of earthly things and you do not believe; how then will you believe if I speak of heavenly things? 13No one has ever gone into heaven except the one who came from heaven—the Son of Man. 14Just as Moses lifted up the snake in the desert, so the Son of Man must be lifted up, 15that everyone who believes in him may have eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. 17For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. 18Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son. 19This is the verdict: Light has come into the world, but men loved darkness instead of light because their deeds were evil. 20Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed. 21But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light, so that it may be seen plainly that what he has done has been done through God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mosses never spoke again of the time he spent with God. but, his actions, both big and small, spoke volumes... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spirit gave birth to spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he was strong enough to start eating at the dinner table, each day before lunch mosses began to have jean read a chapters from his family bible, which she did then marked her place for the next day. i believe the words she read, words he had once read for himself, filled a hunger in him that had never been quenched prior to his recent Spiritual birth... a hunger food alone never filled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Light came into his world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosses also took on a couple of projects that were very close to his heart. he decided to patronize projects at both his and mrs. moss' childhood churches, zion baptist church and niagara united methodist church, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was plain that&lt;br /&gt;what had been done to mosses&lt;br /&gt;had been done through God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7233581297358235295?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7233581297358235295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7233581297358235295&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7233581297358235295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7233581297358235295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/mosses-monday-xliv.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XLIV...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7ohD8AkYSI/AAAAAAAABzE/zGuxZ9NQ21o/s72-c/dove_spirit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6715311044741098998</id><published>2010-04-04T14:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:05:33.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on easter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;john 20:18&lt;br /&gt;mary magdalene went to the disciples with the news: "i have seen the Lord!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7lFSF4zXPI/AAAAAAAABy8/RfazU4HkyeM/s1600/HeIsRisen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7lFSF4zXPI/AAAAAAAABy8/RfazU4HkyeM/s400/HeIsRisen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456468600656452850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;em&gt;seen&lt;/em&gt; Him, too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but, i tell you the truth;&lt;br /&gt;you must believe to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;have a blessed easter, my loves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6715311044741098998?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6715311044741098998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6715311044741098998&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6715311044741098998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6715311044741098998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-easter.html' title='&lt;center&gt;on easter...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7lFSF4zXPI/AAAAAAAABy8/RfazU4HkyeM/s72-c/HeIsRisen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1770229864329684455</id><published>2010-04-02T11:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:18:27.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7Yfai7yRAI/AAAAAAAAByk/sjvXszPmgdw/s1600/PIC-0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455582539520558082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7Yfai7yRAI/AAAAAAAAByk/sjvXszPmgdw/s400/PIC-0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't know what a cross says to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;however, a cross says to me, "remember".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;john 16:4 "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have told you this, so that when the time comes you will remember...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on this &lt;em&gt;good friday&lt;/em&gt;, may you remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1770229864329684455?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1770229864329684455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1770229864329684455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember.html' title='&lt;center&gt;remember...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S7Yfai7yRAI/AAAAAAAAByk/sjvXszPmgdw/s72-c/PIC-0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5646101078214095191</id><published>2010-03-22T11:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:31:39.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XLIII...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S6e0phiNYuI/AAAAAAAABx8/A4Sh4Ns3Ns0/s1600-h/glasses_newspaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524499424764642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S6e0phiNYuI/AAAAAAAABx8/A4Sh4Ns3Ns0/s400/glasses_newspaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mosses, are you talking about God???&lt;br /&gt;did you talk to God???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes," he replied, "i asked Him two times if i could return.&lt;br /&gt;but, golly-muggins, the third time was a charm..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosses had been a man with a death sentence...&lt;br /&gt;set to expire in just a matter of hours...&lt;br /&gt;according to what the doctor had told us&lt;br /&gt;just two evenings earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;God stepped in and granted him a reprieve.&lt;br /&gt;mosses wasn't&lt;em&gt; ready&lt;/em&gt; yet.&lt;br /&gt;he knew it.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;and, most importantly, God knew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosses' road to recovery was not an easy one. after a few weeks of rehabilitation, the hospital released him. still, he was very weak and needed a totally different level of care than that which he had been receiving from his sitters prior to his hospitalization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a period of adjustment for all involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before his set-back, mosses (at the age of 90, crippled with arthritis, and battling parkinson's disease and macular degeneration) arose every morning, drank a cup of coffee, ate a bowl of cereal, bathed and shaved himself, read the local newspaper, took care of his business, and ran his errands. every afternoon, he ate a big lunch and lounged in his leather recliner watching the comings and goings on the ohio river... and caught a catnap here and there. every evening, he watched as the bell rang marking the closing day on wall street, ate a bowl of soup and a sandwhich,  watered his flowers and garden, and readied for bed...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ON HIS OWN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after his set back, he did exactly the same things...&lt;br /&gt;in exactly the same order...&lt;br /&gt;but needed help doing much of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hard on him.&lt;br /&gt;it was difficult for the sitters who'd basically been used to &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;only driving and cooking for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;however, it seemed to work.&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;little-by-little mosses' strength returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't long before he was doing well... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;REALLY WELL!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was back nearly to his same old self&lt;br /&gt;but with a new sense of purpose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;which God had bestowed upon him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5646101078214095191?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5646101078214095191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5646101078214095191&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6674132419255560352</id><published>2010-03-15T13:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:45:48.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i haven't been blogging regularly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S56FSGXba1I/AAAAAAAABx0/82EN3mnLVMY/s1600-h/boxset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448939145157897042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S56FSGXba1I/AAAAAAAABx0/82EN3mnLVMY/s400/boxset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;seasons 1-6.5 of grey's anatomy... this topic probably deserves a whole post of it's own or maybe even a book, ha! but, i'll just say that john gave me season 1 for Christmas. hooked, i have since purchased all the available seasons! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(katherine and i have now watched 111 episodes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;!-- Facebook Badge START --&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-VARIANT: normal; FONT-STYLE: normal; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; COLOR: #3b5998; FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; TEXT-DECORATION: none" title="Dani Drury Berrong" href="http://www.facebook.com/dani.berrong" target="_TOP"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dani Drury Berrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Dani Drury Berrong" href="http://www.facebook.com/dani.berrong" target="_TOP"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://badge.facebook.com/badge/1481119173.210.228653345.png" width="120" height="215" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-VARIANT: normal; FONT-STYLE: normal; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; COLOR: #3b5998; FONT-SIZE: 11px; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; TEXT-DECORATION: none" title="Make your own badge!" href="http://www.facebook.com/facebook-widgets/" target="_TOP"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Create Your Badge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- Facebook Badge END --&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;facebook... i have fb'ed for a long time (during which time i continued to blog religiously... at first). now that many of my blogger friends have also started fb'ing, this is how i have chosen to keep up with them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i'm being lazy!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S56CmKjxMSI/AAAAAAAABxk/0oPO-PPOpJY/s1600-h/new-super-mario-bross.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448936191345897762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S56CmKjxMSI/AAAAAAAABxk/0oPO-PPOpJY/s400/new-super-mario-bross.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mario... yep, super mario bros. for the wii was another of my Christmas presents. (lol, this also deserves its very own post.) my name is dani, and i am a nerd; i have always been!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(for those of you who are also nerds, i am 5 coins and one level away from totally beating the game and saving peach;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps. the reason i need to &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; blogging again is because when i began blogging it was not about me... rather, it was about having a place for katherine and future generations to come and read about my &lt;em&gt;life on the lane&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6674132419255560352?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6674132419255560352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6674132419255560352&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6674132419255560352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6674132419255560352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons.html' title='&lt;center&gt;reasons...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S56FSGXba1I/AAAAAAAABx0/82EN3mnLVMY/s72-c/boxset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5762804550796416544</id><published>2010-03-08T13:15:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T10:59:30.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>grandmommie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"happy birthday!!!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;up to where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S5avowopQQI/AAAAAAAABxA/tFGBM6_0eXI/s1600-h/Clothes_line_with_pegs_nearby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S5avowopQQI/AAAAAAAABxA/tFGBM6_0eXI/s400/Clothes_line_with_pegs_nearby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446733914136199426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;coffee... 2 teaspoons of sugar and a heaping teaspoon of coffee-mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an apron with big pockets... full of clothes-pins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smell of estee lauder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(light from body-powder not heavy from perfume).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peter pan, creamy peanut butter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solitaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow days and summer days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a red address book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a laundry chute and a coal bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me over thee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soft night-gowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crisp sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;northerners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crocheted afghans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adeste fideles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an infectious laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;general hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet cakes with chocolate sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5762804550796416544?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5762804550796416544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5762804550796416544&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5762804550796416544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5762804550796416544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/03/grandmommie.html' title='&lt;center&gt;grandmommie&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S5avowopQQI/AAAAAAAABxA/tFGBM6_0eXI/s72-c/Clothes_line_with_pegs_nearby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5175743625412745929</id><published>2010-02-22T10:39:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:28:59.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>finishing your thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;with mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(expounding upon my friends' 10 most recently updated blog titles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.nibby.net/2010/02/dropbox-alternative-to-thumb-drive.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Life on The Ohio River In Henderson Kentucky -MM 803.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Dropbox- an Alternative to a Thumb Drive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4K_CYiZPcI/AAAAAAAABvo/0SeuhHnKR30/s1600-h/m1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441121347484335554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4K_CYiZPcI/AAAAAAAABvo/0SeuhHnKR30/s200/m1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;(computer lingo was not what first came to my mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://donaldandlisasorensonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Far Side Of Complexity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Ringlet Tutorial"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LAEYKzNUI/AAAAAAAABvw/7jy-nUQhs7I/s1600-h/m3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441122481256740162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LAEYKzNUI/AAAAAAAABvw/7jy-nUQhs7I/s200/m3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;(wash and let dry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://cakerwakers.blogspot.com/2010/02/motherhood-is-grand.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Cakerwakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Motherhood is grand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LAW_z68BI/AAAAAAAABv4/jDxnmFDpveY/s1600-h/m4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441122801135841298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LAW_z68BI/AAAAAAAABv4/jDxnmFDpveY/s200/m4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;(a portrait is worth a thousand words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lindanjake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Monday Miscellany"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0---Q97pG4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0---Q97pG4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(thinking of gary today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you would like to watch and listen,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you may pause my music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://hannikate.blogspot.com/2010/02/something.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sixteen Going on Seventy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Something"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LAl5-ss9I/AAAAAAAABwA/wVLTBKifcTo/s1600-h/m8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441123057268470738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LAl5-ss9I/AAAAAAAABwA/wVLTBKifcTo/s200/m8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;(my new one should be arriving within the hour:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://decourseyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-food-tonight.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The DeCoursey Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My food tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LBHNdoeTI/AAAAAAAABwI/QLGMETvIAMw/s1600-h/m11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441123629434173746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LBHNdoeTI/AAAAAAAABwI/QLGMETvIAMw/s200/m11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the "other white meat" is thawing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://peekabooprints.blogspot.com/2010/02/other-night-i-was-cleaning-out-our.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;peek-a-boo prints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"long lost feeling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LBXpBtV7I/AAAAAAAABwQ/1h7c40es5wo/s1600-h/m9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441123911711152050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LBXpBtV7I/AAAAAAAABwQ/1h7c40es5wo/s200/m9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;(the soft touch of my grandmothers' hands...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and so, so much more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://brenwhiz.blogspot.com/2010/02/quote-i-found.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Luv Ur Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quote I found"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;But he said to me,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(and, since, i've not been the same...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.sheyerosemeyerphotography.com/blog/2010/02/days-in-melbourne/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sheye Rosemeyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"days in melbourne."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LBufqxysI/AAAAAAAABwY/v42V8E4OHBw/s1600-h/m7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441124304336046786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LBufqxysI/AAAAAAAABwY/v42V8E4OHBw/s200/m7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;(florida... not australia;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://queenmothermamaw.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-i-found-when-sun-came-out.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Queenmother Mamaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What I found when the sun came out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LCA2pwGeI/AAAAAAAABwg/u65xAj_h5gc/s1600-h/m6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441124619743402466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4LCA2pwGeI/AAAAAAAABwg/u65xAj_h5gc/s200/m6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the eunuch's collar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the 2nd of which he "lost" in the snow) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;dani xx &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5175743625412745929?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5175743625412745929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5175743625412745929&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5175743625412745929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5175743625412745929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/02/finishing-your-thought.html' title='&lt;center&gt;finishing your thoughts...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S4K_CYiZPcI/AAAAAAAABvo/0SeuhHnKR30/s72-c/m1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7835209034994564232</id><published>2010-02-16T10:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:10:12.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the sweetest weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S3rtgGhWTpI/AAAAAAAABvg/CZJ3GtyTr94/s1600-h/v4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438920635765378706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S3rtgGhWTpI/AAAAAAAABvg/CZJ3GtyTr94/s320/v4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 390px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" name="zoom_and_fade" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="390" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic90.picturetrail.com/VOL2142/12913408/flicks/1/7984753" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks%3Dshtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks%3Dshtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7835209034994564232?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7835209034994564232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7835209034994564232&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7835209034994564232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7835209034994564232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweetest-weekend.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the sweetest weekend...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S3rtgGhWTpI/AAAAAAAABvg/CZJ3GtyTr94/s72-c/v4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3624322808160435938</id><published>2010-02-04T11:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:53:16.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the eunuch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2sJP0AZpkI/AAAAAAAABvY/SD5uHPDM5pk/s1600-h/PIC-0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434447542615647810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2sJP0AZpkI/AAAAAAAABvY/SD5uHPDM5pk/s320/PIC-0707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;has apparently decided to stay on the lane...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this week, anyway;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&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/1158470695500481257-3624322808160435938?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3624322808160435938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3624322808160435938&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3624322808160435938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3624322808160435938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/02/eunuch.html' title='&lt;center&gt;the eunuch...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2sJP0AZpkI/AAAAAAAABvY/SD5uHPDM5pk/s72-c/PIC-0707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1298315068926468783</id><published>2010-01-30T09:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:27:27.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>always a mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2Rbc8sEDaI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UrLYFZoL20k/s1600-h/PIC-0694.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432567603401067938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2Rbc8sEDaI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UrLYFZoL20k/s320/PIC-0694.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(cinnamon toast and sodas/the breakfast of champions;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a mom seems to be my calling in life... though i am only mom to katherine, i have always been blessed to have a house-full of kids!!! i really do feel blessed that katherine's friends feel welcomed, comfortable, and safe here on the lane!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday afternoon, katherine called me while i was out running errands and asked if she could go to dinner and a movie with friends in evansville &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(about 15 miles from home)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. given that we were under a winter weather advisory, i told her she could go to dinner but not to a movie. as it was, there was already a little over an inch of snow on the ground when she returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kat: "mom, the roads are bad. hannah and barrett are just going to spend the night."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: "ok..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, katherine, john, and jacob left for lexington this morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (they are going to the uk/vanderbilt basketball game and to spend the night with my parents in georgetown)&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;leaving me, hannah, and barrett snowed in on the lane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (&lt;em&gt;we received a total of 5 inches of the white stuff here on the lane, and i am jeepless, ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, instead of bach'ing it this weekend, i am still playing mom, &lt;em&gt;which is just fine with me&lt;/em&gt;:) i got up earlier and made &lt;em&gt;breakfast&lt;/em&gt; for hannah and barrett, found a movie for them to watch, and told them to make themselves at home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i was going back to bed;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what's the weather like in your neck of the woods?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1298315068926468783?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1298315068926468783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1298315068926468783&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1298315068926468783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1298315068926468783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/01/always-mom.html' title='&lt;center&gt;always a mom...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2Rbc8sEDaI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UrLYFZoL20k/s72-c/PIC-0694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3910376228389129056</id><published>2010-01-27T10:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:02:13.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>trickle, trickle, trickle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;milton???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was unfortunately incarcerated... AGAIN:/ is there no such thing as an "outside cat" anymore? after writing &lt;a href="http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/01/trickle-of-consciousness.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my last post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, i waited a bit to see if he was just out "catting around", but, when he didn't return, i called the pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "yes, this is dani berrong. i picked up my kitten a couple of days ago, and he's missing again. is he there by any chance?"&lt;br /&gt;pound worker: "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "black kitten, new red collar, rabies tag... has he been surrendered?"&lt;br /&gt;pound worker: "he's here. you comin' to get him?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "yes ma'am, thank you. i will be there in a few minutes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, AGAIN, i went to retrieve him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2BuxFM3y5I/AAAAAAAABvA/2j_s5oCCmc4/s1600-h/047.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431462940097629074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2BuxFM3y5I/AAAAAAAABvA/2j_s5oCCmc4/s320/047.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(milton on the drive home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2Bu3lRXmBI/AAAAAAAABvI/EBemoLArIpo/s1600-h/052.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431463051785639954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2Bu3lRXmBI/AAAAAAAABvI/EBemoLArIpo/s320/052.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(milton as we pulled into the drive)&lt;br /&gt;so far... so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kegel when your ob tells you to kegel!!! if you didn't when you were told to do so, it's never too late... it works!!! (even 17 years after the fact;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polo or lacoste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine has put down her harp indefinitely... her teacher retired:(&lt;br /&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;she's picked up the violin and is VERY good at it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our uk wildcats were ranked #1 for a day-and-a-half:D&lt;br /&gt;they got over that really quickly:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3910376228389129056?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3910376228389129056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3910376228389129056&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3910376228389129056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3910376228389129056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/01/trickle-trickle-trickle.html' title='&lt;center&gt;trickle, trickle, trickle...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S2BuxFM3y5I/AAAAAAAABvA/2j_s5oCCmc4/s72-c/047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-8206970369725291944</id><published>2010-01-25T10:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:15:50.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>trickle of consciousness II...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S13VIsoD0kI/AAAAAAAABu4/3dnLJi1vKqM/s1600-h/100_3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430731071073538626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S13VIsoD0kI/AAAAAAAABu4/3dnLJi1vKqM/s320/100_3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;currently, i'm wondering where milton is... "milton" is the name we attached to a black kitten who arrived on the lane two days before Christmas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;katherine claimed him, and santa bought him: a collar, food, an igloo, and a heating pad to keep him warm in his igloo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;since? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he has taken off his collar, wondered away from home, been impounded, been neutered, had his shots, gotten a new collar... and, as of noon yesterday, has wondered away again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN CAT!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today, i should be writing a "mosses monday"; i'm behind on my installments. however, before i proceed with the proverbial "rest of the story", i need to give a lot of thought and prayer as to how i will do so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think you will understand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;john bought me a new laptop for Christmas. it was a dell; so, i returned it. (my last laptop was a dell, and i was not really impressed.) i wanted to try something different like maybe a macbook... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;however, i kind of fell in major like with the new sony vaio:), so, i bought it. thus far, it's been great; the picture (hd/blue-ray) and speed are remarkable!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my Christmas tree is still standing in the den. i DID take all the Christmassy ornaments off and replace them with hearts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's a valentine tree:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm such a kid; the lights make me happy:DDD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought i had one payment left on my commander&lt;em&gt; (because i had one payment stub remaining in my payment book)&lt;/em&gt; and had decided that i was going to start putting the money &lt;em&gt;with which i usually make the payment&lt;/em&gt; in an account for a family trip in the spring. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i digress... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the bank sent me a new book of payment stubs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the commander will not be "mine" for another year:( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's all for today... how has your 2010 been thus far? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and God's blessings, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dani 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href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/8206970369725291944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=8206970369725291944&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8206970369725291944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8206970369725291944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/01/trickle-of-consciousness.html' title='&lt;center&gt;trickle of consciousness II...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S13VIsoD0kI/AAAAAAAABu4/3dnLJi1vKqM/s72-c/100_3167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-8629713602798090859</id><published>2010-01-14T10:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T13:34:23.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thread in time thursday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S09FkfoVkxI/AAAAAAAABuw/J9aV-CEAgsw/s1600-h/dani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426632569273029394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S09FkfoVkxI/AAAAAAAABuw/J9aV-CEAgsw/s320/dani.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(dani 1 year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-8629713602798090859?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/8629713602798090859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=8629713602798090859&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8629713602798090859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/8629713602798090859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/01/thread-in-time-thursday.html' title='&lt;center&gt;thread in time thursday...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S09FkfoVkxI/AAAAAAAABuw/J9aV-CEAgsw/s72-c/dani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1666458033031582068</id><published>2010-01-09T12:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:53:51.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday's, snow-slinging snapshots...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/5a79ee4e.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/?action=view&amp;current=5a79ee4e.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1666458033031582068?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1666458033031582068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1666458033031582068&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1666458033031582068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1666458033031582068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturdays-snow-slinging-snapshots.html' title='&lt;center&gt;saturday&apos;s, snow-slinging snapshots...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3240652022426919845</id><published>2010-01-06T09:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:33:13.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>let it snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about a week and a half before Christmas, i happened to remember that john had asked for new trousers. i usually special order all his jeans and slacks from eddie bauer because the company will hem to fit the individual.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(&lt;em&gt;john's inseam is a little shorter that which the mainstream clothiers mass produce.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, when i arrived on eddie bauer's website, i noticed an advertisement for "the special of the day". being the consummate consumer i am, i couldn't resist; so, i clicked on the tab. the company was actually having a great day sale on &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; its winter gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after scrolling past tumblers, heated ice scrapers, packaged smoked sockeye salmon, and the such, something caught my eye. it was a bright red thingy that looked interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S0SyVKgo6pI/AAAAAAAABuo/1Ye7p_CgmMs/s1600-h/275.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655927929170578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S0SyVKgo6pI/AAAAAAAABuo/1Ye7p_CgmMs/s320/275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S0SyO511BsI/AAAAAAAABug/d8wj4HohT6A/s1600-h/41LUo6gh80L__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655820375426754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S0SyO511BsI/AAAAAAAABug/d8wj4HohT6A/s320/41LUo6gh80L__SS500_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i clicked on the image, i found that it was a &lt;em&gt;snow slinger&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(as an aside, when i googled the above images for this post, the caption for the first read, "perfect for a kid who's too damn lazy to make a snowball with their hands", lmao!:) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my first thought was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SNOWBALL FIGHT ON THE LANE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i counted how many i needed and proceeded to order 17 of them!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;@&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late Christmas eve night, my brother, katherine, jacob, and  i packed up the commander and quietly delivered them to all katherine's friends' front porches. the only stipulation upon receiving the package was that the recipient would have to come to the lane for a big snowball fight following the first measurable snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we are expecting 3-5 inches tonight:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3240652022426919845?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3240652022426919845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3240652022426919845&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3240652022426919845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3240652022426919845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-it-snow.html' title='&lt;center&gt;let it snow...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/S0SyVKgo6pI/AAAAAAAABuo/1Ye7p_CgmMs/s72-c/275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6703919460532790480</id><published>2009-12-31T13:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:25:01.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a decade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sz5uWYjpocI/AAAAAAAABuI/Bwdde1IOCCs/s1600-h/004_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421892332228813250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sz5uWYjpocI/AAAAAAAABuI/Bwdde1IOCCs/s320/004_4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(katherine and william at 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sz5uz_1CB8I/AAAAAAAABuQ/GbInJBMr35Y/s1600-h/17131_383294080150_660870150_10546050_2643289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421892840986904514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sz5uz_1CB8I/AAAAAAAABuQ/GbInJBMr35Y/s320/17131_383294080150_660870150_10546050_2643289_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(william and katherine at 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you mark time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6703919460532790480?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6703919460532790480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6703919460532790480&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6703919460532790480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6703919460532790480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/12/decade.html' title='&lt;center&gt;a decade...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sz5uWYjpocI/AAAAAAAABuI/Bwdde1IOCCs/s72-c/004_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-683888787910408507</id><published>2009-12-23T12:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:45:15.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/56f8cfa9.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventeen photos comemorating kitty katherine's sweet 17!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-683888787910408507?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/683888787910408507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=683888787910408507&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/683888787910408507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/683888787910408507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventeen.html' title='&lt;center&gt;seventeen...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3334930908411155732</id><published>2009-12-15T15:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:37:02.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XLII...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SyfrrVzshTI/AAAAAAAABt4/IMd17PigSw4/s1600-h/90_15_57---Christmas-Tree_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415556206757184818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SyfrrVzshTI/AAAAAAAABt4/IMd17PigSw4/s320/90_15_57---Christmas-Tree_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;gleaning through the newspaper, he lounges in his leather recliner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;admiring the lights on the Christmas tree and embracing the warmth coming from the fire in the large brick fireplace, she sits in her spot on the sofa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;the only thing separating the two is an end table, which is really no barrier at all... as the two, more often than not, sit holding hands with their clasped hands resting alongside an old rotary phone on the small etched top table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;, they never have to be apart from one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"mommie, where did mike go?" he asks slightly bending down the top of his paper and peering over at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"he went to run some errands for me," she clearly recalls then grins at her doting husband, "he should be returning anytime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;he straightens his paper and continues reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;a few moments later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"mommie?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"yes, george?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"now, then... can you give me a hint of something you would like for Christmas this year."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;she thinks.. but for not long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"i cannot think of a thing, george. i have all i could ever want!" she glances back at the pine standing in the corner of her den. the Christmas lights, which are perfectly strung from branch to branch, reflect in her glasses, she smiles a beautiful nose-wrinkling smile because she is happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;, she clearly remembers everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;she has more than she could ever have imagined,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;and there is no sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;urthermore, here, there is no need for spectacles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:85%;" &gt;she is just more comfortable wearing them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:85%;" &gt;than, not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;he puts his paper aside, rises out of his chair with ease, and makes his way over to the rather large windows that overlook the river. there is steam coming from the water, which is much warmer than the air. he makes a mental note of the barge pushing its way upstream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;third one today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;he turns and gingerly walks into the kitchen to mix himself a toddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"can i make that for you, george?" she offers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"golly muggins, no, mommie," he responds as he steadily pours first a shot of vodka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; followed by enough tomato juice to cover the ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; into his highball glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;, there are no artificial hips nor knees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;no arthritis, no cataracts nor parkinson's disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;there is commotion coming from the entry way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;upon being opened, the car-port door makes its own distinct sound as it loses its seal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;the wind coming off the river howls into the foyer and down the hallway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;then, there is the sound of the door being forcefully shut against the wind and locked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;finally, mike, bundled head to toe carrying a couple of grocery sacks, appears in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"i'll take one of those too, old man" with a twinkle in his eye and gleam in his smile he adoringly says to his dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"mike, are you back already? that didn't take long at all!" excitedly, she says as she hurries into the kitchen to join her two favorite men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;, there is no need for worry;&lt;br /&gt;their beloved son always returns safely and soundly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. on my side-bar, you will find earlier entries entitled, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"our love story"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;in ascending order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3334930908411155732?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3334930908411155732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3334930908411155732&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3334930908411155732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3334930908411155732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/12/mosses-monday-xlii.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XLII...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SyfrrVzshTI/AAAAAAAABt4/IMd17PigSw4/s72-c/90_15_57---Christmas-Tree_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5838349301286709316</id><published>2009-11-30T11:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:19:19.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a few Christmas pix 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP-YeKY03I/AAAAAAAABtY/JXIiHh4qTvI/s1600/100_2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP-YeKY03I/AAAAAAAABtY/JXIiHh4qTvI/s320/100_2987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409947273769046898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP-NEzmwgI/AAAAAAAABtQ/H733_93ZBSw/s1600/100_2979+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP-NEzmwgI/AAAAAAAABtQ/H733_93ZBSw/s320/100_2979+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409947077984043522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9_tdaHnI/AAAAAAAABtI/-IeQMhYowQ4/s1600/100_2990.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/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9_tdaHnI/AAAAAAAABtI/-IeQMhYowQ4/s320/100_2990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409946848378625650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9wjZUGvI/AAAAAAAABtA/X6rfcFApOiE/s1600/100_2993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9wjZUGvI/AAAAAAAABtA/X6rfcFApOiE/s320/100_2993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409946587979062002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9j3hscbI/AAAAAAAABs4/V2zuhijlDto/s1600/100_3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9j3hscbI/AAAAAAAABs4/V2zuhijlDto/s320/100_3000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409946370044621234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9WeOTDwI/AAAAAAAABsw/7jVGbaSLH50/s1600/100_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP9WeOTDwI/AAAAAAAABsw/7jVGbaSLH50/s320/100_3033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409946139914080002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5838349301286709316?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxP-YeKY03I/AAAAAAAABtY/JXIiHh4qTvI/s72-c/100_2987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2995920480768827968</id><published>2009-11-27T10:15:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:27:11.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>top 25 Christmas movies on the lane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxAkHgzV3OI/AAAAAAAABr8/ycTZhA139NQ/s1600/youngatheart_scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SxAkHgzV3OI/AAAAAAAABr8/ycTZhA139NQ/s320/youngatheart_scene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408862863954926818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;young at heart&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is perhaps a bit of a continuation of my last post;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for, it was several days ago while ordering &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; Christmas movies to add to my ever-growing collection that i became nostalgic and started reminiscing about my "wgn days gone by"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have quite a collection of movies in my library.&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm going to share with you 25 of my all-time favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;(a few are subject to change... as i have yet to watch several (the bishop's wife, white Christmas, holiday inn, four Christmases, ernest saves Christmas, and Christmas vacation II) that i recently purchased.  ha, i don't expect the latter two to put a dent in my list; but one never knows!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following is my compilation.&lt;br /&gt;they are in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miracle on 34th street&lt;/span&gt;     no one has ever captured the essence of santa quite like edmund gwenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bells of st. mary's&lt;/span&gt;     in my opinion, the best bing crosby movie of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a wonderful life&lt;/span&gt;       two words...  jimmy stewart:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a Christmas story&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span&gt;you'll shoot your eye out, kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rudolph the red-nosed reindeer&lt;/span&gt;      claymation at its best...  i don't recall ever missing this tv Christmas special.  burl ives rocks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heidi&lt;/span&gt;     only shirley temple's version for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a Christmas carol&lt;/span&gt;      love them ALL and hope to see disney's most recent 3-d adaptation of this Christmas classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how the grinch stole Christmas&lt;/span&gt;      dr. suess'  tv version captures this story best; however, the big screen adaptation is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the family stone&lt;/span&gt;      teaches us to be ourselves... to let our freak flags fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the holiday&lt;/span&gt;     i see glimpses of myself in this movie.  i also see glimpses of my mosses:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas vacation&lt;/span&gt;   Everyone should have an aunt bethany, no!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elf&lt;/span&gt;     well, son of a nutcracker:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;young at heart&lt;/span&gt;       the sweetest holiday musical EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bishop's wife   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;swoon!!! cary grant WAS an angel&lt;/span&gt; in disguise:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a charlie brown Christmas&lt;/span&gt;      see number 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just friends &lt;/span&gt;      a movie to lighten up the holiday; sure to make you giggle and some of you blush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the little princess&lt;/span&gt;     see number 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;annabell's wish&lt;/span&gt;       a lovely newer animation with a deer sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas in connecticut&lt;/span&gt;      the black and white version for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the lost angel&lt;/span&gt; margaret o'brien WILL steal your heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little women&lt;/span&gt;         see number 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stepmom&lt;/span&gt;       "&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_ContentPlaceHolderHeader_ContentPlaceHolderFooter_ContentPlaceHolderBody_rptreviews_ctl04_lblReview" class="font"&gt;a caterpillar doesn't die, it changes into a butterfly, the same way i am going to change my form and be a caterpillar in your memory..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the santa clause&lt;/span&gt;        who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want a mystery date game!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny farm&lt;/span&gt;        another chevy chase, holiday must-see, imo:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Giant&lt;/span&gt;      though not a Christmas movie, i love this epic movie and always set aside a day (usually thanksgiving) during the holiday season to watch this as well as number 13:)))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***update...  the bishop's wife could have easily knocked about five movies from the list above, though it only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to replace one;)))  and, it did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-2995920480768827968?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/2995920480768827968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=2995920480768827968&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2995920480768827968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3141159866320693978</id><published>2009-11-24T10:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:03:40.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss frazier thomas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwwXVy1XskI/AAAAAAAABr0/aOXYxKPNjmw/s1600/zfamclass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwwXVy1XskI/AAAAAAAABr0/aOXYxKPNjmw/s320/zfamclass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407722915755438658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(frazier thomas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a latch-key kid as well as a child of the cable age of television.  hence, "chicago's very own, wgn" was one of my best childhood friends... especially at Christmastime.  i don't recall a single year growing up that i did not watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miracle on 34th street&lt;/span&gt; (natalie wood), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heidi&lt;/span&gt; (shirley temple) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a Christmas carol&lt;/span&gt; (reginald owen) on wgn's "family classics", which was hosted by frazier thomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the mid 70's until his untimely death in 1985, i enjoyed family-oriented films "fraz" handpicked to present to his audience... to me:)  for a couple of hours most sunday afternoons, with thomas as my companion, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; journeyed to the center of the earth, urged on alexander graham bell to win the heart of miss mabel hubbard, invent the telephone, and become a rich, successful business man, ventured with robinhood as he stole from the rich and gave to the poor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as well, fraz was right there with me many a dreary, december afternoon cheering on the grandfather as he searched for his beloved heidi who'd been kidnapped by her wretched aunt, witnessing the new york court of law declare that macy's santa was the one and only, true santa, and watching a crotchety, stingy, cold old man transform into a caring, giving, loving uncle, friend, and employer after being visited by the ghosts of Christmas past, present, and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latter...  the holiday movies make me most nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i sit here missing the innocent days of my youth, i wonder... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if frazier thomas were still alive today, would he still be showing the same movies he did year after year (which would be fine with me;)?   or if, nearly 25 years later, would he have added others to his "family classics" list???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which Christmas movies would be on your classics list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you remember frazier thomas and the glory days of wgn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3141159866320693978?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3141159866320693978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3141159866320693978&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3141159866320693978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3141159866320693978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-frazier-thomas.html' title='&lt;center&gt;i miss frazier thomas...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwwXVy1XskI/AAAAAAAABr0/aOXYxKPNjmw/s72-c/zfamclass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2711254770081551044</id><published>2009-11-23T10:11:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:37:58.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XLI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;a very mossy thanksgiving post:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwrUme6CTBI/AAAAAAAABrs/YiGuIvBpddI/s1600/mosses7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwrUme6CTBI/AAAAAAAABrs/YiGuIvBpddI/s320/mosses7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407368060208303122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the memories of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these sweet little things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:78%;" &gt;(to the tune of "my favorite things")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brisk wintry winds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at their home on the ohio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a warm welcoming hug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and her nose-wrinkling smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"let me take your coats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go, join george in the den.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll bring katherine's popcorn&lt;br /&gt;and the toddies right in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunday morning service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and lunch at ralph's diner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time spent with our mosses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing could be finer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a waitress treating the mosses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like a queen and a king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;memories like these make my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want to sing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her gravelly voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his southern charm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the twinkle in her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when he arrived from their farm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simmering soup in a pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the stove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a fire in the fireplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awaiting a stoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i'm lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i'm anxious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i'm feeling bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i simply remember these sweet little things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and then i don't feel so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. you may play "my favorite things" by double-clicking it on my player, which is located at the top of my right side-bar:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-2711254770081551044?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/2711254770081551044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=2711254770081551044&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2711254770081551044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2711254770081551044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/11/mosses-monday-xli.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XLI...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwrUme6CTBI/AAAAAAAABrs/YiGuIvBpddI/s72-c/mosses7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5909649063185987994</id><published>2009-11-19T11:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:25:23.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or just moving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; things here on the lane are starting to move forward.  it has taken a while, but i do see signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine, who was adamant that she never would drive again after chase's death... who told us to park her car in the garage until we could find someone in need to give it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV0VyJ-Y9I/AAAAAAAABq0/kaP2CQuNIvk/s1600/100_2753_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV0VyJ-Y9I/AAAAAAAABq0/kaP2CQuNIvk/s320/100_2753_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405854845317833682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;has driven the aforementioned vehicle...&lt;br /&gt;twice:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV1Fso3I0I/AAAAAAAABq8/6d8hAeJofNE/s1600/100_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV1Fso3I0I/AAAAAAAABq8/6d8hAeJofNE/s320/100_2752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405855668470489922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the black dress kat wore to chase's funeral is no longer draped across her drum set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 months she returned it to her closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV2dr76ABI/AAAAAAAABrE/w761fz1BaAg/s1600/100_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV2dr76ABI/AAAAAAAABrE/w761fz1BaAg/s320/100_2755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405857180110422034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the shoes, however, are still right where she left them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV26eIAA-I/AAAAAAAABrM/cU7aiYlZ3Q0/s1600/100_2754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV26eIAA-I/AAAAAAAABrM/cU7aiYlZ3Q0/s320/100_2754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405857674619257826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; things are moving forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that being said, i'm sure you have probably noticed that there is a new boy friend in katherine's life.  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, to be young and resilient!!!&lt;/span&gt;)  he is no stranger to us nor to any of you, who have been longtime blogging friends of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jacob is one of the original fab-five (kat, hannah, jacob, barrett, and chase).  he and katherine have been dear, dear friends for years.  you may recall that he is also one of katherine's "peasants":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwWEQDhJuWI/AAAAAAAABrk/Igdfpz4rAG4/s1600/pig_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwWEQDhJuWI/AAAAAAAABrk/Igdfpz4rAG4/s320/pig_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405872339085277538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(remember?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;their story is sweet, and i hope katherine will one day get back to her blog and write about it.  but, i will just tell you that the night before chase left us, all their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;group&lt;/span&gt; got together for dinner and  a trip to the mall followed by  barnes and noble. while at b &amp;amp; n, katherine and chase shared a brief moment alone in the children's area where they played with trains on the train table and talked. there, chase told katherine to open her eyes and see that jacob was crazy about her...&lt;br /&gt;that jacob had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; been crazy about her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; conversation the two shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;evidently, chase opened her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV9DS47cvI/AAAAAAAABrU/sJTrfiD134Q/s1600/zkatandjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV9DS47cvI/AAAAAAAABrU/sJTrfiD134Q/s320/zkatandjh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405864423291843314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in closing this particular chapter of our lives, i'd like to share a little something i wrote and gave to katherine the morning of chase's funeral.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV9zbSa4iI/AAAAAAAABrc/TFLBPkG5K6k/s1600/zcats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV9zbSa4iI/AAAAAAAABrc/TFLBPkG5K6k/s320/zcats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405865250179965474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kindred Spirits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In heaven, Chase and Katherine were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Separated FOR birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But God, in HIS infinite wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Placed them close on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So the kindred spirits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could be there for one another…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katherine as the sister…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chase as the brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There for one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They always were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until that  tragic night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s still all a blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But through the words of a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Introduced to katherine by chase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I know Saint Peter &lt;span&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; call my name.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katherine knew in her heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He had returned to their heavenly place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She immediately knew that one day Saint Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would call her also to God’s heavenly realm…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where she would be welcomed  home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Saint Peter…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her brother, Chase, standing beside him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~love, mom (9-2-09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chase and katherine were very much kindred spirits.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were "only" children who shared a love for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate chip mint ice cream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kittens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rock music,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot buffalo wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;video games&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trips to best buy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and being spoiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teachers along the way from elementary school to high school remarked that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as alike as they were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the two should have been twins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so, i guess it's no wonder that chase often referred to katherine as his sister from another mother:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5909649063185987994?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5909649063185987994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5909649063185987994&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5909649063185987994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5909649063185987994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-on.html' title='&lt;center&gt;moving on...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwV0VyJ-Y9I/AAAAAAAABq0/kaP2CQuNIvk/s72-c/100_2753_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2485772330845000772</id><published>2009-11-16T08:29:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:50:34.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwLxvkYixsI/AAAAAAAABqs/HTv7y2PSirw/s1600/guidance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwLxvkYixsI/AAAAAAAABqs/HTv7y2PSirw/s320/guidance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405148302320780994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of his nurses mentioned that&lt;br /&gt;mosses could be suffering from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;icu&lt;/span&gt; syndrome,&lt;br /&gt;a condition that causes clouding of&lt;br /&gt;consciousness, restlessness, disorientation,&lt;br /&gt;etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wondered if he even remembered the story&lt;br /&gt;he had wanted to share with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over the next few days, mosses' condition improved; hence, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;. divine ordered that he be moved out of  intensive care to the medical unit.  the move did wonders for mosses mentally. though he still had his days and nights confused,  his mind seemed otherwise clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the following &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, i waited until evening to visit mosses.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the hospital is usually abuzz with visitors on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sundays&lt;/span&gt; after church; i wanted mosses to get some rest before i went to see him.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i arrived, i found mosses sitting up in bed watching the news, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; was sitting in a chair at the foot of his bed working on a crossword puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt;, bless your heart," mosses welcomed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i walked over and kissed him on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;"hey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;."  i continued, "has this been a long day for you two?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they both spoke at the same time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jean said it had been a long day;&lt;br /&gt;mosses said it hadn't been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then mosses asked if i had gone to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when he asked me, it reminded me that a gentleman in the church whom we both knew had just a few days prior welcomed a granddaughter into the world.  i told mosses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"and guess what her name is, mosses..." i teased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"well, i don't know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt;, what is it?" he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"they named her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lucy&lt;/span&gt;," i smiled at him.  i saw his face light up and a twinkle appear in his eyes just at the mention of the name, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lucy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"well, that's mighty nice, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt;, mighty nice..." he concluded as his mind seemed to wander to another place in time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; beloved lucy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"were there a lot of people at church today, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt;?" jean asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"there were quite a few...  the sanctuary was nearly full, and there were people sitting in the balcony," i answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jean and i continued to chit-chat about this and that.  somehow we arrived at the subject of an affluent business man who had successfully opened an overseas business.  and i made a comment that if he were ever to choose to use his talents and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;charisma&lt;/span&gt; for God's work there was no telling what he could accomplishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"you know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt;," mosses began, "i asked Him three times if i could return."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jean and i turned toward mosses who had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rejoined&lt;/span&gt; us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the first two times he told me, 'no'.  then, He told me you had asked many times..." he continued.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with eyes that probably resembled a deer's in the headlights, i glanced over at jean and then quickly turned my attention back to mosses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"when i asked Him the third time," mosses shrugged his shoulders, slightly turned out his hands, and matter-of-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;factly&lt;/span&gt; concluded, "He said, 'yes'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;there was complete silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mosses, are you talking about God???  did you talk to God???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had goosebumps on top of my goosebumps!!!  i think jean did as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"yes," he replied.  "i asked Him two times if i could return. but, golly-muggins, the third time was a charm!&lt;br /&gt;however, now, He told me you had asked many times..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tears began to navigate their way down my cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;"i didn't want you to go if you weren't ready, mosses:&lt;br /&gt;i didn't think you were ready!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked over to his bedside, took his hand in mine, and just held it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosses had been in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what a gift God had returned to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt; xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-2485772330845000772?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/2485772330845000772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=2485772330845000772&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2485772330845000772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2485772330845000772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/11/mosses-monday-xl.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XL...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SwLxvkYixsI/AAAAAAAABqs/HTv7y2PSirw/s72-c/guidance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-3586654649430717425</id><published>2009-11-07T10:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:45:20.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>snapshots saturday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SvWxMUyszVI/AAAAAAAABqU/omiDyW-ceMQ/s1600-h/katharp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SvWxMUyszVI/AAAAAAAABqU/omiDyW-ceMQ/s320/katharp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401418153398685010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(katherine 1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SvWw9qeoAlI/AAAAAAAABqM/b4FALRa6fVY/s1600-h/louise+and+dani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SvWw9qeoAlI/AAAAAAAABqM/b4FALRa6fVY/s320/louise+and+dani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401417901522027090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(louise benton, katherine's harp teacher, and i)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i hope you are having an especially lovely weekend:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-3586654649430717425?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/3586654649430717425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=3586654649430717425&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3586654649430717425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/3586654649430717425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/11/snapshots-saturday.html' title='&lt;center&gt;snapshots saturday...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SvWxMUyszVI/AAAAAAAABqU/omiDyW-ceMQ/s72-c/katharp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-2748981201879093403</id><published>2009-10-30T07:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:31:01.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a foto friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/deed087f.pbw" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from pumpkin pancakes,  french toast,&lt;br /&gt;and a new  sofa to lounge on afterward&lt;br /&gt;to a precious puppy-dogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from sea monkeys,&lt;br /&gt;which finally hatched,&lt;br /&gt;to a sweet afternoon on the lane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has been our week in pictures;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a good one:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a lovely weekend, all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-2748981201879093403?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/2748981201879093403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=2748981201879093403&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2748981201879093403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/2748981201879093403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/10/foto-friday.html' title='&lt;center&gt;a foto friday&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-4097075085275223746</id><published>2009-10-26T11:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:08:55.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XXXIX...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SuZH4flq9DI/AAAAAAAABp8/SL1QGox9O6M/s1600-h/Beansncornbread%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SuZH4flq9DI/AAAAAAAABp8/SL1QGox9O6M/s320/Beansncornbread%2B003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397080239327867954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;placing his hands on both sides of my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he interrupted, "no, you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cannot tell you right now, dani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've got no voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but, when i am able,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am going to tell you all about where i've been."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ok," i replied, "i cannot wait to hear all about it, mosses!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never spoke any truer words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i couldn't wait to hear mosses' story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over the next few days, i visited mosses frequently.  each time i visited, i had high hopes that he'd tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the story&lt;/span&gt;.  but it didn't happen; he mentioned nothing.   at first i assumed he was just waiting until we were alone...  as there were always others visiting when i was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time passed, mosses continued to heal; he got stronger and stronger.  however, he was becoming more and more confused with each visit.  one of his nurses mentioned that could be suffering from icu syndrome, a condition that causes clouding of consciousness, restlessness, disorientation, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hence, i wondered if he even remembered the story he had wanted to share with me.  the thought that i may never know made me really sad.  however, i could not be too sad because the greatest gift was that he was alive and getting better!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after church on sunday, i arrived at the hospital for the noon visiting time.  the icu doors opened, and i made my way back to mosses room.  he looked great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"hey, mosses, how are you feeling today???" i greeted him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"well, dani, bless your heart..." he said as i kissed his forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mr. moss didn't eat much of his lunch," his nurse informed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i looked over at mosses; he was situating himself in his bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when the nurse left, i asked him if he was still hungry.  he responded that he was and that he just wasn't fond of what they had brought him for lunch.  i thought something must have been up, for mr. moss normally had the appetite of a strapping young man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so, i asked him if he wanted me to see if i could go and pick him up a plate-lunch from his favorite restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"well, now..." he started, "that would be mighty nice, dani."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poking my head out his door, i asked his nurse if that would be a problem.  she said that it wouldn't and that she would allow me to bring it in and stay with him through the 2pm visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i asked mosses what he'd like to have for lunch, he told me that he wanted bean soup and cornbread.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, he told me he wanted to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in response to my attempting to explain to him that he could not leave the hospital, he explained to me that we would just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNEAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not knowing how to handle the situation without upsetting him, i plopped down in a chair, which was located next to mosses' hospital bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"God, what am i supposed to do now?" i silently prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"now then, dani, can i help you with your coat?"  mr. moss was confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"i've got it, thank you," i replied.  "you are going to have to be really quiet while i wheel you out of here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i went on to describe that we were getting on the elevator, then in the car, that we were driving, and that we were at the restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mosses slid one of his legs out from under the covers as if he were going to go into the restaurant with me.  i told him that he would have to wait in the car...  that the restaurant was crowded... people waiting in line for a table.  i told him to just wait there... i would get his lunch to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"golly muggins, i cannot believe that there's such a crowd this time of the day..." he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"sit tight, mosses," i'll be right back; do you want me to leave the car running?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i looked over at mosses to find that he'd drifted off to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"thank you, GOD!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;about 15 minutes later, i returned to the hospital bearing beans, cornbread, and a slice of chocolate pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"can i get anything else for you?" the nurse offered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"he would love a cup of coffee with a straw and a few extra napkins," i answered her.  "thank you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when he heard my voice, mosses stirred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i have everything you ordered plus a slice of chocolate pie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the nurse brought mosses a cup of coffee and wheeled his hospital tray over in front of him.  then i proceeded to place the food on the tray.  "would you like for me to help you, mosses?" i asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"i'd appreciate it, dani," he answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mosses ate every bite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pie and all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;about the time i got everything cleaned away, mosses' family trickled in to visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"well, hello there, george... dani," susie said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i smiled at her, "hey, susie!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"george, are you just now finishing up lunch?" she asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mosses cut his eyes over at me and proceeded to tell her and the others that i'd sneaked him out of the hospital and had taken him to ralph's to pick up his lunch!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i had a little explaining to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-4097075085275223746?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/4097075085275223746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=4097075085275223746&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4097075085275223746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4097075085275223746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/10/mosses-monday-xxxix.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XXXIX...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SuZH4flq9DI/AAAAAAAABp8/SL1QGox9O6M/s72-c/Beansncornbread%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6318089508809282860</id><published>2009-10-24T11:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:02:21.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my two little loves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;today, i am going to spend&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/span&gt; day &lt;br /&gt;with these two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine and jacob:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SuMpkzQIaUI/AAAAAAAABp0/W9TlIn7C9t8/s1600-h/kat+and+jh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SuMpkzQIaUI/AAAAAAAABp0/W9TlIn7C9t8/s320/kat+and+jh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396202490729883970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to ihop for pancakes:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a lovely day, all;&lt;br /&gt;i intend to do so:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6318089508809282860?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6318089508809282860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6318089508809282860&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6318089508809282860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6318089508809282860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-two-little-loves.html' title='&lt;center&gt;my two little loves...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SuMpkzQIaUI/AAAAAAAABp0/W9TlIn7C9t8/s72-c/kat+and+jh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7390850609831341806</id><published>2009-10-19T11:26:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:01:15.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XXXVIII...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StytlVpGUsI/AAAAAAAABpk/Kuri5-veObI/s1600-h/zz3195713747_4ef9dba323.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/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StytlVpGUsI/AAAAAAAABpk/Kuri5-veObI/s320/zz3195713747_4ef9dba323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394377310659302082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apparently, mosses was NOT READY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2 days prior, the intensive care doctor&lt;br /&gt;had given mosses only 2 days to live...&lt;br /&gt;as his vital organs were ceasing to function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the doctor never took into account&lt;br /&gt;mosses' will to live... nor God's omnipotence.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i walked outside the hospital doors, i turned on my cell phone and called john, "guess who is awake and talking!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"john, are you there?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john responded, "i'm here..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"john, i just came from seeing mosses... john,  he's awake and talking!!!  his kidneys are functioning!!!  he wants a toddy!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john was stunned.  he had warned me several times not to get my hopes up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well, i'll be," he finally replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that mosses' family would want to spend time with him, john and i waited until the latest visiting time to return to the hospital that evening. i was just hoping that mosses would still be awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 8 pm the automatic doors opened allowing visitors back in the intensive care unit.  i wanted to run to his room; but, instead, i walked at john's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; arrived at his door, the first thing i noticed was that mosses was NOT in his bed!!!  &lt;br /&gt;the bed was empty and made!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in slow motion, i anxiously turned my head toward john only to witness a big grin forming across his face.  i turned back around to see that mr. moss was not only awake...  he was out of his bed sitting in a chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;further, there was no ventilator helping him breathe; there were no ties on his wrists restraining him.&lt;br /&gt;he was just sitting there looking up at us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's good to see you're back with us, young man..." john said as he gently patted mosses' shoulder, "feeling rough?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosses smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and tilted his head, "well, john, not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; bad for a share cropper's son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosses' voice was raspy at best, but we understood every word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knelt down on the floor in front of him.  "mosses you are such a blessing to..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;placing his hands on both sides of my face,&lt;br /&gt;he interrupted, "no, you...&lt;br /&gt;i cannot tell you right now, dani.&lt;br /&gt;i've got no voice,&lt;br /&gt; but, when i am able to,&lt;br /&gt;i am going to tell you all about where i've been."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok," i replied, "i cannot wait to hear all about it, mosses!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never spoke any truer words...&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't wait to hear mosses' story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john and i only stayed a bit longer that night.  we knew that mosses was tired...  it had been a BIG day for our dearest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sweet dreams; i love you mosses..." i said to him as i kissed his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well, bless your heart, dani, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; love you, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7390850609831341806?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7390850609831341806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=7390850609831341806&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7390850609831341806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/7390850609831341806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/10/mosses-monday-xxxviii.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XXXVIII...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StytlVpGUsI/AAAAAAAABpk/Kuri5-veObI/s72-c/zz3195713747_4ef9dba323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1324076760893981626</id><published>2009-10-16T12:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:29:07.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>maggiepie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Stis5VLVOKI/AAAAAAAABpc/dnNRS5Gm_-4/s1600-h/100_2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Stis5VLVOKI/AAAAAAAABpc/dnNRS5Gm_-4/s320/100_2493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393250654713362594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my sweet, little puppy-dogger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great weekend, loves:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1324076760893981626?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1324076760893981626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1324076760893981626&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1324076760893981626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1324076760893981626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/10/maggiepie.html' title='&lt;center&gt;maggiepie...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Stis5VLVOKI/AAAAAAAABpc/dnNRS5Gm_-4/s72-c/100_2493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-5206143317976204206</id><published>2009-10-12T07:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:51:36.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XXXVII...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StM3hBU2V5I/AAAAAAAABpU/z5wqNWZUq2I/s1600-h/bermuda_highball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StM3hBU2V5I/AAAAAAAABpU/z5wqNWZUq2I/s320/bermuda_highball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714219323709330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"God, take him now if he is ready;&lt;br /&gt;but, if he is not ready. leave him,&lt;br /&gt;and leave him whole!!!"&lt;br /&gt;(i had never prayed so boldly in my life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;i cried harder.&lt;br /&gt;the harder i cried the more still mosses became.&lt;br /&gt;i cried until i could cry no more.&lt;br /&gt;mosses fought til he fought no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat there with my head lying on his still hand,&lt;br /&gt;which was still embraced by both of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us were spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a few moments later a nurses' aid saw that i was still in mosses' room.  "miss, you are going to have to leave.  visiting time was over 10 minutes ago."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wondering where the time had gone, i raised my head and looked at the clock on the wall .  "can i stay for just a bit longer???  he's calm now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"no," she insisted, "you need to leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; so that we can stay on schedule."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"schedule!!?!?" i thought to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i kissed mosses' hand and told him i loved him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as i was leaving i saw that susie and jean were still there.  i stopped and told them that mosses had finally calmed down and that he seemed to be resting peacefully.  susie told me that mosses' nephew was planning to visit at noon.  so, i told her and jean that i would wait until the 2pm visit to return.  jean replied that she would be there at that time as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i left the hospital that morning exhausted but at peace knowing that God was in total control of the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time crept by very slowly that day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every time my phone rang, my heart seemed to skip a beat... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no news was good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at a quarter til two, i walked out of my house and to my van then drove to the north tower of the hospital where mosses' room was located.  i got out of the van, walked into the hospital, got into the elevator, watched the doors close, and felt myself start to ascend.  everything felt like it was happening in slow motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when the doors opened and i stepped out into the hallway, i saw jean leaning against the wall waiting for the icu doors to open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"any news???" i asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she shook her head, "no".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the dry cleaners said they would have mr. moss' black suit ready first thing in the morning.  the boys (mrs. moss' nephews, charlie and rufus) will be coming into town tomorrow; so, i have the house ready for them to stay.  the service will be on saturday..." she continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;although i heard what she was saying, i digested very little of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the doors opened at 2pm sharp.  as we walked through them, mr. mosses' nurse noticed us.  "ladies," he addressed us, "come, you need to see something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as we anxiously proceeded into mosses' room, we found him sleeping (just as i'd left him a little over 5 hours prior).  my first assumption was that the nurse was only showing us that he was finally resting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;however, i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the nurse took mosses' hand in his and tapped it with his other hand, "mr. moss, mr. moss, you have visitors!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at that very moment, mosses opened his eyes. then he turned his head toward me; looking right at me he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "well, dani, bless your heart." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he still had the ventilator in his mouth, but there was no misunderstanding his words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tears of happiness started to flow from my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mosses!!!" i exclaimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i looked at jean and then at the nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"is he going to be alright???" i asked the nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"well, it seems his kidneys started functioning again this morning, and his chest sounds are sounding more and more normal.  dr. divine ordered another chest x ray, so we should know more about the pneumonia later this afternoon..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the whole time the nurse was talking i just looked at mosses.  he was smiling around the sides of the vent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i kissed his hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"i bet i know what you want..." i said to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he tilted his head to the side waiting for me to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a toddy!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he grinned again and replied, "sounds mighty nice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apparently, mosses was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOT READY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div 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XXXVII...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StM3hBU2V5I/AAAAAAAABpU/z5wqNWZUq2I/s72-c/bermuda_highball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-4437290794906545564</id><published>2009-10-10T18:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:34:06.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little fall break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;last sunday morning john packed the commander to overflowing and waved, "good-bye", as i backed my jeep out of the driveway and onto the lane.  i waved back to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrying precious cargo, katherine, jacob, hannah, and darin (aka... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the scooby doo gang&lt;/span&gt;;), i drove 6 hours from the lane to our destination, the great smoky mountains!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StCvbiwG1yI/AAAAAAAABoU/LTIYIuW2Wzk/s1600-h/100_2697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StCvbiwG1yI/AAAAAAAABoU/LTIYIuW2Wzk/s320/100_2697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391001641682392866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late sunday afternoon, we arrived at our chalet, which i'd leased for the week.  it was really nice... three bedrooms/three baths, a great room with pool table, big screen tv, and fireplace, a hot tub, and even dolly parton rockers, ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drive up???&lt;br /&gt;not so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StCynnkflrI/AAAAAAAABoc/xg2mCu9DlkE/s1600-h/100.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StCynnkflrI/AAAAAAAABoc/xg2mCu9DlkE/s320/100.3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391005147669173938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided that this would be a week of celebrations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday = halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started monday off with the pancake pantry followed by photos in the village, a scary walk through the mysterious mansion, a ride up the sky lift, barbecued chicken pizza at the chalet and a scary movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/2b4e030f.pbw" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday = thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated with a trip to ripley's aquarium, &lt;span&gt;tepee&lt;/span&gt; pictures, and later  at the chalet... relaxation  in the  the hot tub followed by turkey sandwiches...  it was pouring rain, which meant no driving down the mountainside for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StDRME7rAvI/AAAAAAAABos/8lFPPDbXPGo/s1600-h/100_2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StDRME7rAvI/AAAAAAAABos/8lFPPDbXPGo/s320/100_2693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391038759375143666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StEB9Ttrq4I/AAAAAAAABo0/9g6RRKkC9sA/s1600-h/zot004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StEB9Ttrq4I/AAAAAAAABo0/9g6RRKkC9sA/s320/zot004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391092381714721666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StECXX7hJSI/AAAAAAAABo8/uigelilffjY/s1600-h/tg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StECXX7hJSI/AAAAAAAABo8/uigelilffjY/s320/tg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391092829523092770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday = Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday we went to the outlet mall stimulating ralph lauren's economy and did a late lunch at tony roma's.  we then went to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas place&lt;/span&gt; in pigeon forge where we each bought Christmas tree ornaments for each other so that we could decorate a silk tree back at the chalet.  what's Christmas without a little tree trimming???  after exchanging ornaments and decorating the tree, we finished out the day with brick oven pizza:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 600px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/cba7c9d6.pbw" width="600" height="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the scooby gang&lt;/span&gt; also happened upon a bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StELneMHx3I/AAAAAAAABpE/uET37pnmrFs/s1600-h/bear1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StELneMHx3I/AAAAAAAABpE/uET37pnmrFs/s320/bear1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391103001685903218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to worry, after a call for help, i rescued them:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StEL4MJtcFI/AAAAAAAABpM/aQuB4iQ7saI/s1600-h/bear2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StEL4MJtcFI/AAAAAAAABpM/aQuB4iQ7saI/s320/bear2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391103288901726290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(photo of said bear as we passed by it;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday = new year's eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kicked off thursday's celebration with a trip to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the log cabin pancake house&lt;/span&gt;.  afterward, we headed over to pigeon forge for fun at magiquest, pictures at wonderworks, and cherry limeade at sonic.  we returned to gatlinburg for old time photos, taffy, and fudge.  after a nap, we ventured to corky's for barbecue nachos...  then we returned to the chalet but not before stopping at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;food city&lt;/span&gt; for jacob's birthday cookie, sparkling cider, and a yule log for the fireplace...  lol, none of this, however, to be outdone by the blow up babe we happened onto in the parking lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/d3f91b6b.pbw" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've had a wonderful week;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have, too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. on second thought, i think i might should have entitle this post, "a LOT of fall noshing..."  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-4437290794906545564?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/4437290794906545564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=4437290794906545564&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4437290794906545564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4437290794906545564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-fall-break.html' title='&lt;center&gt;a little fall break&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/StCvbiwG1yI/AAAAAAAABoU/LTIYIuW2Wzk/s72-c/100_2697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-7753878357379597343</id><published>2009-10-01T10:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:45:11.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a photographer and his subject...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SsYkTnpRgWI/AAAAAAAABoM/GZZBVEZeCbc/s1600-h/ks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SsYkTnpRgWI/AAAAAAAABoM/GZZBVEZeCbc/s320/ks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388033923673588066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(katherine elizabeth and "mr. steve")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may remember these photos from a past post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 390px; height: 300px;" name="photo_book" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic60.picturetrail.com/VOL1760/8922516/flicks/1/4635357&amp;amp;src2=http://widgetize.picturetrail.com/flicks/4635357" quality="high" align="middle" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or these from another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 460px; height: 350px;" name="photo_book" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic60.picturetrail.com/VOL1760/8922516/flicks/1/4744066&amp;amp;src2=http://widgetize.picturetrail.com/flicks/4744066" quality="high" align="middle" height="350" width="460"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe this &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2008/05/foto-follies-part-1.html"&gt;STORY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, you can put "mr. steve" with a face:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. if you would like to visit his site, click &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.martinstudio.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-7753878357379597343?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/7753878357379597343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ventilator tied in his mouth&lt;br /&gt;(he was blistered ear-to-ear from having&lt;br /&gt;constantly been moving his face side-to-side&lt;br /&gt;fighting the vent),&lt;br /&gt;and his hands were tied to the sides of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;his eyes were open but were "fixed".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i laid my head gently on his chest&lt;br /&gt;and sobbed...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"please, GOD, please..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&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;"&gt;those weren't just words i uttered to God.  i was pleading for Him to reveal Himself to me.  i couldn't feel His presence and didn't like feeling alone.  i wanted to know if i was supposed to tell my mosses that it was ok to die or if i was supposed to tell him to keep fighting.  i wanted to know if i was supposed to pray for a miracle or if i was supposed to pray for God to take him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but, there was no answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just as the icu physician predicted, mosses' condition continued to deteriorate with each and every visit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the pneumonia had spread to his other lung, his fluid output had come to a near halt, and he had yet to regain consciousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the first 36 hours of the 48, which the doctor had given mosses', sped by so quickly.  from wednesday night until friday morning i prayed for an answer from my Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a reason mosses' had told&lt;br /&gt;me just the week prior that he was not&lt;br /&gt;ready to die anytime soon, or so i thought.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still, no answer came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday morning i arrived at the hospital for the 8am visitation.  jean and mosses' two nieces were standing at the icu doors waiting to be allowed in to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean told me she had sent mosses' black suit to the dry cleaners and that the eversons (life-long, church friends of the mosses) had begun to prepare a country ham for the bereavement dinner, etc...  other arrangements were discussed, but i was too numb to absorb any more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the words "country ham" took me back in time to the many Christmases i'd spent with the mosses, which included country ham, grits casserole, greens, green jello with pineapple and nuts, pecan pie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  a fire in the fireplace, family, friends, angel ornaments (made by mrs. moss), silver tinsel, and toddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;automatically, at 8am the doors opened.  the 4 of us entered: jean and i stayed behind as only 2 visitors were allowed in his room at a time.  a male nurse greeted susie and mosses' other niece.  susie turned around to us and motioned for us to join them.  as we neared them susie told us the nurse wanted us to all be able to spend the full time with mosses... that the nurse said mosses had had a really bad night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without coming right out and saying it, the nurse wasn't sure mosses would make it til the next scheduled visit time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i walked in his room, i couldn't believe how much worse he looked than the previous night. he was so swollen, his skin was ashen, his eyes were almost completely clouded over, and many of the blisters had burst on his face making it look like he'd been severely burnt from ear-to-ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still he flailed fighting the ventilator and the hand restraints.  mosses looked like a chained animal.  it made me physically ill seeing him that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"during the night, we had to tighten everything," the nurse explained, "for his own well being.  that's also why the sides of the bed are padded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i stood back while the three visited.  the whole scene was so surreal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a bit, they excused themselves.  i inched closer to mosses and pulled a chair up next to his bed.  then i untied one of his hands and lowered the safety rail.  i sat with his hand i mine.  it was all i could do to hold on to it as he was fighting my hold too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mosses," i said, "i don't know what i'm supposed to do... how i'm supposed to pray.  i don't want to lose you, but i don't want you to lie here and suffer any longer either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosses was still so strong and moving so much that i had to use both of my hands to hold on to his hand.  i took his left hand into my left hand whereas our palms were touching, and i locked my thumb around his.  i cupped my right hand over-top his hand and held on for dear life.  i then pulled his hand in mine down to the bed beside him and lay my head atop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was at that very moment that God presented Himself, and the words came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"God, take him now if he is ready;&lt;br /&gt;but, if he is not ready. leave him,&lt;br /&gt;and leave him whole!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(i had never prayed so boldly in my life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;i cried harder.&lt;br /&gt;the harder i cried the more still mosses became.  i cried until i could cry no more.  mosses fought til he fought no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat there with my head lying on his still hand,&lt;br /&gt;which was still embraced by both of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us were spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-5772979043861486391?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/5772979043861486391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=5772979043861486391&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5772979043861486391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/5772979043861486391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/09/mosses-monday-xxxvi.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XXXVI...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SsIuZHnU-HI/AAAAAAAABoE/H-TMtdfC3hw/s72-c/country.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1473389387941057980</id><published>2009-09-26T09:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:42:38.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>football homecoming 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sr4wCI9uSCI/AAAAAAAABns/STjTQjm97Rg/s1600-h/homecoming20092_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sr4wCI9uSCI/AAAAAAAABns/STjTQjm97Rg/s320/homecoming20092_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385795017705932834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(jacob and katherine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;and another...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sr416fMJPEI/AAAAAAAABn8/BiWIT9SGjiw/s1600-h/homecoming2009_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sr416fMJPEI/AAAAAAAABn8/BiWIT9SGjiw/s320/homecoming2009_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385801483302812738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here they are 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sr41OWRwnAI/AAAAAAAABn0/A5tvkuEotjk/s1600-h/jk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sr41OWRwnAI/AAAAAAAABn0/A5tvkuEotjk/s320/jk2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385800724996201474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(football homecoming 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time goes by so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;cherish every moment:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and GOd's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1473389387941057980?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1473389387941057980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1473389387941057980&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1473389387941057980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1473389387941057980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/09/football-homecoming-2009.html' title='&lt;center&gt;football homecoming 2009...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Sr4wCI9uSCI/AAAAAAAABns/STjTQjm97Rg/s72-c/homecoming20092_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-1979707192944093817</id><published>2009-09-24T09:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:02:00.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thread in time thursday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Srt_pELiUsI/AAAAAAAABnk/y4WoHdLj-7g/s1600-h/djg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Srt_pELiUsI/AAAAAAAABnk/y4WoHdLj-7g/s320/djg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385038122925052610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(me, jeanne, and ginny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this photo a few days ago, and it made me smile:)  it was taken nearly 18 years ago here on the lane during an engagement, Christmas wassail ginny and i were hosting for jeanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i love gin and jean, and they love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i found it and showed it to katherine, she laughed and asked what i was wearing...  before telling her it was a lanz dress, which was very in style at the time, she responded that i looked like a pilgrim:/  oh well...  she really would have thought i looked like a pilgrim if she'd seen my shoes; they were black patent leather capezios with a flat bow on the toe, ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i look like a pilgrim to you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and GOd's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-1979707192944093817?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/1979707192944093817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=1979707192944093817&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1979707192944093817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/1979707192944093817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/09/thread-in-time-thursday.html' title='&lt;center&gt;thread in time thursday...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Srt_pELiUsI/AAAAAAAABnk/y4WoHdLj-7g/s72-c/djg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-6914555096617125893</id><published>2009-09-21T07:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:14:33.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mosses monday XXXV...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SreKKDg0mTI/AAAAAAAABnc/_fE0J4Aesro/s1600-h/Kentucky+Highway+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SreKKDg0mTI/AAAAAAAABnc/_fE0J4Aesro/s320/Kentucky+Highway+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383923784891013426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the next 9 hours, all i could hear in my head were john's words&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"he was despondent".&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the next 9 hours, all i could think was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"God, mosses isn't ready yet...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not ready, yet..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i made my way to the lane.  when i opened the door of the van john was there to greet me with a hug and a kiss; he grabbed our luggage and follow katherine and me into the house.  once inside, he told me that i needed to hurry to the hospital as it was almost the 6pm visiting hour for the intensive care patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him, "still no change???" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john shook his head, "no..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quickly, i washed my face, brushed my teeth, slicked my hair back into a ponytail, and headed out to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the elevator doors opened i hurried around the corner and buzzed for the nurses to open the intensive care ward's doors so that i could go back and see mosses.  the doors automatically opened, and i only took a few steps before a nurse greeted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you dani...  here to see george moss???" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes, ma'am," i responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm supposed to direct you to go into the family meeting room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fearing the worst, i followed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she opened the door for me.  i entered to find mosses' family, his icu physician, and his power of attorney there in the middle of a very serious conversation. everyone looked at me kind of oddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to this day, i don't know why i was directed into that room...&lt;br /&gt;as i had no business being there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless there i stood as the doctor explained that mosses had about 48 hours left to live.  he was suffering from congestive heart failure, pneumonia, and kidney failure.  he proceeded to say that he believed it futile to do more to sustain life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;further, mosses' power of attorney spoke saying that she agreed with the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose i was in immediate and total shock and disbelief, and my face must have expressed just what i was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dani, is there something you want to say or ask???" mosses' power of attorney asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started crying and could hardly talk, but i said i didn't think mosses was ready to die, and i asked the doctor if "doing no more to sustain life" meant that they were going to take him off the ventilator and discontinue his iv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor said that he would be left on both...  he would just do nothing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;.  he went on to say that mosses' was in such grave condition that the vent and fluids wouldn't be enough to sustain life once mosses' kidneys completely failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. moss' nephew shook his head and commented that he'd watched his mother suffer while on life support and that he just could not stand the thought of watching his uncle suffer any longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i felt selfish and guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after excusing myself from the meeting room, i ran to mosses' icu cubical.  i found him in his darkened room with a ventilator tied in his mouth (he was blistered ear-to-ear from having constantly been moving his face side-to-side fighting the vent),and his hands were tied to the sides of the bed.  his eyes were open but were "fixed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laid my head gently on his chest and sobbed...&lt;br /&gt;"please, GOD, please..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-6914555096617125893?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/6914555096617125893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=6914555096617125893&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6914555096617125893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/6914555096617125893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/09/mosses-monday-xxxv.html' title='&lt;center&gt;mosses monday XXXV...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SreKKDg0mTI/AAAAAAAABnc/_fE0J4Aesro/s72-c/Kentucky+Highway+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-4594897979243688828</id><published>2009-09-19T21:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:19:12.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>camp out on the lane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w100.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w100.photobucket.com/albums/m34/purlple/3adfc7e3.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(missing one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dani xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-4594897979243688828?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/4594897979243688828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=4594897979243688828&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4594897979243688828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/4594897979243688828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/09/camp-out-on-lane.html' title='&lt;center&gt;camp out on the lane...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-9181875424962207124</id><published>2009-09-12T09:37:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:38:18.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there are silver linings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;katherine has been elected junior class president this week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ4Eg732FI/AAAAAAAABl8/H4EiHQpkB8o/s1600-h/vote2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ4Eg732FI/AAAAAAAABl8/H4EiHQpkB8o/s320/vote2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380596567524235346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so proud of her:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful new friendships have been formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ5x5fIgII/AAAAAAAABmE/rGc7igvcsGk/s1600-h/chase7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ5x5fIgII/AAAAAAAABmE/rGc7igvcsGk/s320/chase7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380598446720319618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, old friends have reunited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ6VI9vVQI/AAAAAAAABmM/TB6M4lg-VD4/s1600-h/kuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ6VI9vVQI/AAAAAAAABmM/TB6M4lg-VD4/s320/kuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380599052170646786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have had an adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ7gu7JPJI/AAAAAAAABmU/C_Kp2tMOfCk/s1600-h/9932_1214572612725_1481119173_30584853_21054_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ7gu7JPJI/AAAAAAAABmU/C_Kp2tMOfCk/s320/9932_1214572612725_1481119173_30584853_21054_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380600350850497682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which resulted in a friend getting a new puppy&lt;br /&gt;and a puppy getting a new friend:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new couple has been formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ8y1pzK0I/AAAAAAAABmc/V0wRFAJzYs4/s1600-h/ispc069054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ8y1pzK0I/AAAAAAAABmc/V0wRFAJzYs4/s320/ispc069054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380601761406069570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last (but not least),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ9dDtH92I/AAAAAAAABmk/Nq_Qe_MFRjs/s1600-h/kuk13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ9dDtH92I/AAAAAAAABmk/Nq_Qe_MFRjs/s320/kuk13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380602486732617570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggie has enjoyed every minute of it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine contributes the sweetness&lt;br /&gt;to the one who is watching over it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ-h7HSjEI/AAAAAAAABms/CD2TXZVusvk/s1600-h/chase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ-h7HSjEI/AAAAAAAABms/CD2TXZVusvk/s320/chase.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380603669837417538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from his new place in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;dani xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1158470695500481257-9181875424962207124?l=purple11d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/feeds/9181875424962207124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1158470695500481257&amp;postID=9181875424962207124&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/9181875424962207124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1158470695500481257/posts/default/9181875424962207124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purple11d.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-are-silver-linings.html' title='&lt;center&gt;there are silver linings...&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09238327752920852333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6VvN7kMhLs/Ttl1UwCDsHI/AAAAAAAACRk/_xXWoAO4poo/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/Squ4Eg732FI/AAAAAAAABl8/H4EiHQpkB8o/s72-c/vote2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1158470695500481257.post-4306652701790753053</id><published>2009-09-09T09:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:44:40.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a light in the window...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SqfTONqbEUI/AAAAAAAABl0/HJ1zoL8dth8/s1600-h/kat+asleep+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bIct9GZeaDQ/SqfTONqbEUI/AAAAAAAABl0/HJ1zoL8dth8/s320/kat+asleep+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379500521056571714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;after our embrace, i knelt on the floor by phyllis.  i noticed her hand resting on the on the arm of her sofa; i gently took it into mine.  it was awkward that i was there and probably most inappropriate.  but i was there all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words were said but not many...  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mainly just "why?" and the such... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of respect for chase's parents,&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep the very intimate details to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will, however, share a few of the facts i gathered:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chase was at a going away party for a friend who was leaving the following week to work as a page for the us senate in washington dc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chase called home at 7:30 to tell his parents that his girl friend's dad had come to pick her up and that he would be home "in about an hour".&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chase was alone in his vehicle, wearing his seat belt, and on his side of the road when the accident occurred between 8pm and 8:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a 56 year-old man  was driving a large pick-up truck traveling in the opposite direction, crossed the center line, and hit chase's car head-on.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the news report and rumors about chase having had a passenger (who had had to be life-flighted to a local hospital) were incorrect.  it was the driver of the truck who had had to be cut from the wreckage and flown to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i understood that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at around 9pm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;randy received a call from someone who told him chase had been in a wreck (i don't know how much more information he received at that time. )&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was also my understanding that randy called a state policeman (i think a friend that lives in his neighborhood).  the friend made some calls then returned randy's call telling him that, unofficially, it was true and that chase had not survived.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chase's parents sat waiting for nearly 3 hours after the accident before there was any type of official confirmation.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style
